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The ordination service was very impressive and

beautiful。  Its peace and dignity; following the

battle that had raged for days; moved me so deep…

ly that I was nearly overcome。  Indeed; I was on

the verge of a breakdown when I was mercifully

saved by the clause in the discipline calling for the

pledge all ministers had to makethat I would

not indulge in the use of tobacco。  When this vow

fell from my lips a perceptible ripple ran over the

congregation。



I was homesick for my Cape Cod parish; and I

returned to East Dennis immediately after my

ordination; arriving there on Saturday night。  I

knew by the suppressed excitement of my friends

that some surprise awaited me; but I did not learn

what it was until I entered my dear little church

the following morning。  There I found the com…

munion…table set forth with a beautiful new com…

munion…service。  This had been purchased during

my absence; that I might dedicate it that day and

for the first time administer the sacrament to my

people。





VI



CAPE COD MEMORIES



Looking back now upon those days; I see my

Cape Cod friends as clearly as if the interven…

ing years had been wiped out and we were again to…

gether。  Among those I most loved were two widely

differing typesCaptain Doane; a retired sea…cap…

tain; and Relief Paine; an invalid chained to her

couch; but whose beautiful influence permeated the

community like an atmosphere。  Captain Doane

was one of the finest men I have ever knownhigh…

minded; tolerant; sympathetic; and full of under…

standing; He was not only my friend; but my

church barometer。  He occupied a front pew; close

to the pulpit; and when I was preaching without

making much appeal he sat looking me straight in

the face; listening courteously; but without interest。 

When I got into my subject; he would lean forward

the angle at which he sat indicating the degree

of attention I had arousedand when I was strongly

holding my congregation Brother Doane would bend

toward me; following every word I uttered with

corresponding motions of his lips。  When I resigned

we parted with deep regret; but it was not until I

visited the church several years afterward that he

overcame his reserve enough to tell me how much

he had felt my going。



‘‘Oh; did you?'' I asked; greatly touched。  ‘‘You're

not saying that merely to please me?''



The old man's hand fell on my shoulder。  ‘‘I miss

you;'' he said; simply。  ‘‘I miss you all the time。 

You see; I love you。''  Then; with precipitate self…

consciousness; he closed the door of his New England

heart; and from some remote corner of it sent out

his cautious after…thought。  ‘‘I love you;'' he re…

peated; primly; ‘‘as a sister in the Lord。''



Relief Paine lived in Brewster。  Her name seemed

prophetic; and she once told me that she had always

considered it so。  Her brother…in…law was my Sun…

day…school superintendent; and her family belonged

to my church。  Very soon after my arrival in East

Dennis I went to see her; and found her; as she al…

ways was; dressed in white and lying on a tiny white

bed covered with pansies; in a room whose windows

overlooked the sea。  I shall never forget the picture

she made。  Over her shoulders was an exquisite

white lace shawl brought from the other side of the

world by some seafaring friend; and against her

white pillow her hair seemed the blackest I had

ever seen。  When I entered she turned and looked

toward me with wonderful dark eyes that were quite

blind; and as she talked her hands played with the

pansies around her。  She loved pansies as she

loved few human beings; and she knew their colors

by touching them。  She was then a little more than

thirty years of age。  At sixteen she had fallen down…

stairs in the dark; receiving an injury that paralyzed

her; and for fifteen years she had lain on one side;

perfectly still; the Stella Maris of the Cape。  All

who came to her; and they were many; went away

the better for the visit; and the mere mention of

her name along the coast softened eyes that had

looked too bitterly on life。



Relief and I became close friends。  I was greatly

drawn to her; and deeply moved by the tragedy of

her situation; as well as by the beautiful spirit with

which she bore it。  During my first visit I regaled

her with stories of the community and of my own

experiences; and when I was leaving it occurred to

me that possibly I had been rather frivolous。  So

I said:



‘‘I am coming to see you often; and when I come

I want to do whatever will interest you most。  Shall

I bring some books and read to you?''



Relief smiledthe gay; mischievous little smile

I was soon to know so well; but which at first seemed

out of place on the tragic mask of her face。



‘‘No; don't read to me;'' she decided。  ‘‘There

are enough ready to do that。  Talk to me。  Tell

me about our life and our people here; as they

strike you。''  And she added; slowly:  ‘‘You are a

queer minister。  You have not offered to pray with

me!''



‘‘I feel;'' I told her; ‘‘more like asking you to pray

for me。''



Relief continued her analysis。  ‘‘You have not

told me that my affliction was a visitation from God;''

she added; ‘‘that it was discipline and well for me

I had it。''



‘‘I don't believe it was from God;'' I said。  ‘‘I

don't believe God had anything to do with it。  And

I rejoice that you have not let it wreck your life。''



She pressed my hand。  ‘‘Thank you for saying

that;'' she murmured。  ‘‘If I thought God did it

I could not love Him; and if I did not love Him I

could not live。  Please come and see me VERY often

and tell me stories!''



After that I collected stories for Relief。  One of

those which most amused her; I remember; was about

my horse; and this encourages me to repeat it here。 

In my life in East Dennis I did not occupy the lonely

little parsonage connected with my church; but in…

stead boarded with a frienda widow named Cro…

well。  (There seemed only two names in Cape Cod: 

Sears and Crowell。)  To keep in touch with my two

churches; which were almost three miles apart; it

became necessary to have a horse。  As Mrs。 Crowell

needed one; too; we decided to buy the animal in

partnership; and Miss Crowell; the daughter of the

widow; who knew no more about horses than I did;

undertook to lend me the support of her presence

and advice during the purchase。  We did not care

to have the entire community take a passionate in…

terest in the matter; as it would certainly have done

if it had heard of our intention; so my friend and I

departed somewhat stealthily for a neighboring

town; where; we had heard; a very good horse was

offered for sale。  We saw the animal and liked it;

but before closing the bargain we cannily asked the

owner if the horse was perfectly sound; and if it

was gentle with women。  He assured us that it was

both sound and gentle with women; and to prove the

latter point he had his wife harness it to the buggy

and drive it around the stable…yard。  The animal

behaved beautifully。  After it had gone through

its paces; Miss Crowell and I leaned confidingly

against its side; patting it and praising its beauty;

and the horse seemed to enjoy our attentions。 

We bought it then and there; drove it home; and

put it in our barn; and the next morning we hired

a man in the neighborhood to come over and take

care of it。



He arrived。  Five minutes later a frightful racket

broke out in the barnsounds of stamping; kicking;

and plunging; mingled with loud shouts。  We ran

to the scene of the trouble; and found our ‘‘hired

man'' rushing breathlessly toward the house。  When

he was able to speak he informed us that we had ‘‘a

devil in there;'' pointing back to the barn; and that

the new horse's legs were in the air; all four of them

at once; the minute he went near her。  We insisted

that he must have frightened or hurt her; but; sol…

emnly and with anxious looks behind; he protested

that he had not。  Finally Miss Crowell and I went

into the barn; and received a dignified welcome from

the new horse; which seemed pleased by our visit。 

Together we harnessed her and; without the least

difficulty; drove her out into the yard。  As soon as

our man took the reins; however; she reared; kicked;

and smashed our brand…new buggy。  We changed

the man and had the buggy repaired; but by the

end of the week the animal had smashed the buggy

again。  Then; with some natural resentment; we

made a second visit to the man from whom we

had bought her; and asked him why he had sold

us such a horse。



He said he had told us the exact truth。  The horse

WAS sound and she WAS extremely gentle with women;

butand this point he had seen no reason to men…

tion; as we had not asked about itshe would not

let a man come near her。  He firmly refused to take

her back; and we had to make the 
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