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undesirably located （but cheap！）； with a few straggling acres of garden and
meadow upon which the minister and his boys were trying with
inexperienced hands to piece out their inadequate living。 At the very first
glimpse of the garden I wanted to throw off my coat and go at it。
And yetand yet…what a wonderful thing love is！ There was； after all；
something incalculable； something pervasively beautiful about this poor
household。 The moment the minister stepped inside his own door he
became a different and livelier person。 Something boyish crept into his
manner； and a new look came into the eyes of his faded wife that made her
almost pretty again。 And the fat； comfortable baby rolled and gurgled
about on the floor as happily as though there had been two nurses and a
governess to look after him。 As for the four boys； I have never seen
healthier or happier ones。
I sat with them at their Sunday…evening luncheon。 As the minister
bowed his head to say grace I felt him clasp my hand on one side while the
oldest boy clasped my hand on the other； and thus； linked together； and
accepting the stranger utterly； the family looked up to God。
There was a fine； modest gayety about the meal。 In front of Mrs。
Minister stood a very large yellow bowl filled with what she called ruska
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preparation unfamiliar to me； made by browning and crushing the crusts of
bread and then rolling them down into a coarse meal。 A bowl of this； with
sweet； rich； yellow milk （for they kept their own cow）； made one of the
most appetizing dishes that ever I ate。 It was downright good： it gave one
the unalloyed aroma of the sweet new milk and the satisfying taste of the
crisp bread。
Nor have I ever enjoyed a more perfect hospitality。 I have been in
many a richer home where there was not a hundredth part of the true
gentilitythe gentility of unapologizing simplicity and kindness。
And after it was over and cleared awaythe minister himself donning
a long apron and helping his wifeand the chubby baby put to bed； we all
sat around the table in the gathering twilight。
I think men perish sometimes from sheer untalked talk。 For lack of a
creative listener they gradually fill up with unexpressed emotion。 Presently
this emotion begins to ferment； and finallybang！they blow up； burst；
disappear in thin air。 In all that community I suppose there was no one but
the little faded wife to whom the minister dared open his heart； and I think
he found me a godsend。 All I really did was to look from one to the other
and put in here and there an inciting comment or ask an understanding
question。 After he had told me his situation and the difficulties which
confronted him and his small church； he exclaimed suddenly：
〃A minister should by rights be a leader； not only inside of his church；
but outside it in the community。〃
〃You are right；〃 I exclaimed with great earnestness； 〃you are right。〃
And with that I told him of our own Scotch preacher and how he led
and moulded our community； and as I talked I could see him actually
growing； unfolding； under my eyes。
〃Why；〃 said I； 〃you not only ought to be the moral leader of this
community； but you are！〃
〃That's what I tell him；〃 exclaimed his wife。
〃But he persists in thinking； doesn't he； that he is a poor sinner？〃
〃He thinks it too much；〃 she laughed。
〃Yes； yes；〃 he said； as much to himself as to us； 〃a minister ought to be
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a fighter！〃
It was beautiful； the boyish flush which now came into his face and the
light that came into his eyes。 I should never have identified him with the
Black Spectre of the afternoon。
〃Why；〃 said I； 〃you ARE a fighter； you're fighting the greatest battle in
the world todaythe only real battlethe battle for the spiritual view of
life。〃
Oh； I knew exactly what was the trouble with his religionat least the
religion which； under the pressure of that church he felt obliged to preach！
It was the old； groaning； denying； resisting religion。 It was the sort of
religion which sets a man apart and assures him that the entire universe in
the guise of the Powers of Darkness is leagued against him。 What he
needed was a reviving draught of the new faith which affirms； accepts；
rejoices； which feels the universe triumphantly behind it。 And so whenever
the minister told me what he ought to befor he too sensed the new
impulseI merely told him he was just that。 He needed only this little
encouragement to unfold。
〃Yes；〃 said he again； 〃I am the real moral leader here。〃
At this I saw Mrs。 Minister nodding her head vigorously。
〃It's you；〃 she said； 〃and not Mr。 Nash； who should lead this
community。〃
How a woman loves concrete applications。 She is your only true
pragmatist。 If a philosophy will not work； says she； why bother with it？
The minister rose quickly from his chair； threw back his head； and
strode quickly up and down the room。
〃You are right；〃 said he； 〃and I WILL lead it。 I'll have my farmers'
meetings as I planned。〃
It may have been the effect of the lamplight； but it seemed to me that
little Mrs。 Minister； as she glanced up at him； looked actually pretty。
The minister continued to stride up and down the room with his chin in
the air。
〃Mr。 Nash；〃 said she in a low voice to me； 〃is always trying to hold
him down and keep him back。 My husband WANTS to do the great
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things〃wistfully。
〃By every right；〃 the minister was repeating； quite oblivious of our
presence； 〃I should lead these people。〃
〃He sees the weakness of the church；〃 she continued； 〃as well as any
one； and he wants to start some vigorous community workhave
agricultural meetings and boys' clubs； and lots of things like thatbut Mr。
Nash says it is no part of a minister's work： that it cheapens religion。 He
says that when a parsonMr。 Nash always calls him parson； and I just
LOATHE that name has preached； and prayed； and visited the sick； that's
enough for HIM。〃
At this very moment a step sounded upon the walk； and an instant later
a figure appeared in the doorway。
〃Why； Mr。 Nash；〃 exclaimed little Mrs。 Minister； exhibiting that
astonishing gift of swift recovery which is the possession of even the
simplest women； 〃come right in。〃
It was some seconds before the minister could come down from the
heights and greet Mr。 Nash。 As for me； I was never more interested in my
life。
〃Now；〃 said I to myself； 〃we shall see Christian meet Apollyon。〃
As soon as Mrs。 Minister lighted the lamp I was introduced to the
great man。 He looked at me sharply with his small； round eyes； and said：
〃Oh； you are thethe man who was in church this afternoon。〃
I admitted it； and he looked around at the minister with an accusing
expression。 He evidently did not approve of me； nor could I wholly blame
him； for I knew well how he； as a rich farmer； must look upon a rusty man
of the road like me。 I should have liked dearly to cross swords with him
myself； but greater events were imminent。
In no time at all the discussion； which had evidently been broken off at
some previous meeting； concerning the proposed farmers' assembly at the
church； had taken on a really lively tone。 Mr。 Nash was evidently in the
somewhat irritable mood with which important people may sometimes
indulge themselves； for he bit off his words in a way that was calculated to
make any but an unusually meek and saintly man exceedingly
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