Part 19 (1/2)

But the truth was, she had not learned yet to listen to sermons. The very fact that it was a sermon made it clear to her mind that there was to be nothing in it for her; this had been her education. In reality, during that hour of wors.h.i.+p she was engaged in watching the changeful play of expression on Miss Rider's face, as her eyes brightened and glowed with enthusiasm or trembled with tears, according as the preacher's words roused or subdued her.

Well, Eurie had her lesson. It was not from the Bible, it was not from the preacher's lips except incidentally, but it was from a living epistle. ”Ye shall be witnesses of me,” was the promise of Christ in the long ago, just before the cloud received him out of sight. Is not that promise verified to us often and often when we know it not?

Miss Rider had no means of knowing as she sat a listener that Sabbath morning that she was witnessing for Christ. But she was just as surely speaking for him as though she had stood up amid that throng and said: ”I love Jesus.” ”Ye are my witnesses, saith the Lord.” And the poet has said: ”They also serve who only stand and wait.” Blessed are those in whom the waiting and the service go together.

CHAPTER XIX.

AN OLD STORY.

Meantime Flossy, deserted by her companion, made her way somewhat timidly down to the stand, amazed by the great congregation of people who had formed themselves into a Sunday-school. With all their haste the girls had gotten a very late start. The opening exercises were all over, and the numerous teachers were turning to their work. Strangely enough, the first person whom Flossy's eye took in distinctly enough for recognition was Mr. Roberts. He had recognized her, also, and was coming toward her.

”How do you do this morning?” he said, holding out his hand. ”Do you know I have a mission for you? There are two boys who seem to belong to n.o.body, and to have nothing in common with this gathering, except curiosity. The superintendent has twice tried to charm them in, but without success--they will come no further than that tree. I think they have slipped in from the village, probably in a most unorthodox fas.h.i.+on, and what I am coming at is, will you go out under the tree to them and beguile them into attending a Sabbath-school for once in their lives?

They look to me as though it was probably a rare occurrence.”

Now you are not to suppose that this invitation came to Flossy with the same sound that it would have had to you, if Mr. Roberts had come to you that Sabbath morning and asked you to tell those two boys a Bible story.

It is something that you have probably been doing a good deal of, all your grown-up life, and two boys at Chautauqua are no more to you than two boys anywhere else, except that there is a delightful sensation connected with having a cla.s.s-room out in the open air. But imagine yourself suddenly confronted by Dr. Vincent, and asked if you would be so kind as to step on the platform and preach to five thousand people, from a text that he would select for you! Now you have something of an idea as to how this request felt to Flossy. A rare glow spread all over her face, and she looked up at her questioner with eyes that were quivering in tears.

”You do not know what you are saying,” she said, in low and trembling voice. ”I have not been to a Sabbath-school in seven years, and I never taught anybody anything in my life.”

It was true that he did not know. It seemed to him such a very little thing that he had asked. However, he spoke gently enough as one who was courteous, even when he could not quite comprehend.

”Then is not to-day a good time to commence? You will surely never have a better opportunity.”

But she shook her head, and turned quite away from him, walking down among the trees where no people were. Her joy was all gone, and her pleasant time. She had meant to go to Sabbath-school; to sit down quietly in some body's cla.s.s and learn, oh! a very great deal during the next hour. Now she was all stirred up, and could not go anywhere.

As for Mr. Roberts, he went back to the large cla.s.s who were waiting for him. And those two boys hovered around the edge of that feast like hungry creatures who yet had never learned to come to the table and take their places. Flossy looked at them; at first indignantly, as at miserable beings who had spoiled her pleasure; then she became fascinated by their bright, dirty faces and roguish ways. She edged a little nearer to them. Boys she was afraid of; she knew nothing about them. Had they been a little older, and been dressed well, and been of the stamp of boys who knew how to bring her handkerchief to her when she dropped it, she would have known what to say to them. But boys who were not more than twelve or fourteen, and who were both ragged and dirty, were new phases of life to her.

”Why don't you go to Sunday-school?” she questioned at last, with a timid air. She could at least ask that. They were not the least timid as to answering; the older and the dirtier of the two turned his roguish eyes on her and surveyed her from head to foot before he said:

”Why don't you?”

Flossy was unprepared for this question, but she answered quickly and truthfully:

”Because I am afraid to go.”

Both boys stared, and then laughed, and the other younger one said:

”So be we.”

”I suppose we are both very silly,” Flossy said. ”But I have not been to Sunday-school for so long that I have forgotten all about it. Let's have one of our own that we are not afraid to go to.”

And she sat bravely down on the stump at her feet; her mood had changed very suddenly; only yesterday she had read a verse in that Bible, and it thrilled her then, and came to her now:

”The man departed and told the Jews that it was Jesus who had made him whole.”

Suppose she were the man, and these were the Jews, could she not say to them, ”He has made me whole”? She could tell them about that pool, and about the sick man. It wouldn't be teaching in Sunday-school, but it would be doing the best thing that she could.

It suddenly occurred to her to wonder where the lesson was that was being taught this morning, and she consulted the lesson leaf that Mr.