Eve And the Evangelist

I At the Ball XXIV A Retrospect XXV When in Doubt, o n t XXVI The Supremacy of the Law XXVII The Mew Bridge XXVFII An Age Ago XXIX Sunday at Church XXX Back to the Capital CHAPTER I. ITow from the world. sacred to sweet retinement. lovers steal, and pour their soub in transport.-Thornsons Seasons. A weapon in the hands of an enemy could not have hurt me more. AIice Mereditlls answer, No, I cannot marry you, given as gently as it was, cut into my heart like a scalpel. In imagina-I tion I felt an arthrotomes cold edge for days afterwards. I, Robert Young, 27, ambitious and a leader of the Brotherhood of Man, had waited for months to Fropose. Had known AIice from babyhood. We had romped together, shared childish joys and sorrows and Iater walked together regularly, side by side, to the Church Unirersale. Once, sometimes twice a tveek, we had sat side by side in the Theatre Electrique and enjoyed scenes add he the voices of great cantatrices or the soul stirring nmsic of virtuosos brought from cities sometimes half - way around the globe, while the performers figures cast by sbong voltage on a huge reflector, helped give us entertainment as perfect as if the great musicians had been before us in person. It is a cardinal principle of the Brotherhood of