Show two SINGERS AND A SONO vt U I S M 1 IW by daur story co notes ol 01 voluntary dutary died tied esst iri l for a moment the isper is per a lor was aa hunh hushed ed st congre gaion ec atlon djou natle esbar roar of at the stamp the NIT opposite side of at the ram ou 11 11 as ith ita lon inon 1 silence ra the it ob be broke j lawn of something dearer reminder 0 t ol 01 bato dl da of ot rest through the open a e ot of the church c me the odor and 1 the damp sweet fro froah shy aft ot pines 0 spring A small boy looked o of gel ot of the cro SA thought fully out and nd fitfully it rocks on une der the er bloomi blooming blo oni rt her let hillside ls A youn birl girl ak ith it book let her fancy her r prayer on ja arto to 1 windler mountain road and aff tray mining expert driving alone a young to the lu stillness at allness of at the h floated tl the fir first at taint sweet an ariard sus ot the processional but above clear and shrill the notes tune a man was whistling idt 0 I 1 a ta popular street vol allowing lowing the glitter ile down the aisle came the cross ross ted arg jetted aed choir led by the tile thin treble ol 01 the little children in the th 4 walked the soloists marking the y of orda ot of the hymn with dumb moving tit tp to we save their voices one of 0 th the other in these was a st pite c of dark concerning bla his rt itress a to near ear a ar surplice was the f 0 ite at st johns lie ile auld sing alte e lu ju angel if he live like cue hta his handsome ban deome dissipated face t brought out in sharp contrast the 7 pure almost spiritual beauty ot at the e MV bew tenor As A the singers filed into their placed ad the belated worshipers who had leea teen detained in the vestibule hurried to their bev pens 0 a striking looking worn wom p in followed the usher down the fisl tc tr a seat the people in the pew pow crowded ct er together to make toom room for ter and some one handed ler ber a prayer book no one noticed M her again until her voice rang out on ue tle chant then the people turned to look at her none of the w omen knew ler ter most of the men did the psalter for the third day ot of uie the month morning prayer read the rector in his deep melodious laue vole volee 7 lad then he be waited while the prayer I 1 book leaves fluttered and rustled and I 1 the singers laid their hymnals face do saward to keep the place tor for the gloria loria lord who shall dwell in thy taber tabernacle or mho ho shall rest upon aby holy bill 7 he ile read in slow impressive tones and with a ruit rush of 0 miny budded i voices came the response even he that an uncorrupt corrupt on life and boeth the thing which Is 1 right and spalt the truth from rom his beart lor the first time in iffa i the word words caught the attention of at de lere ere and with an unconscious asso cafa of ideas he leaked looked up at the cew rew tenor he knew that the waite surplice emphasized the spiritual quality in any face he himo hinnent self could rould lacok almost a saint in his vestments and tha the subdued light of the church but put in this boys delicate clear cut nee face there was purity and strength de do vere had believed tn in years ago and had lost and errol ta new tenor seemed to look at him croc across the chancel with the te reproving tyes of bis his own loat lost youth on the he could hear bear the tenor with it its decuellar sc De callar cullar thrill and fraz tho the con cone erection came we mellow contralto note totes ot of the woman who was a it there with a quick sense of mockery de vere closed his lips and ehrl with movement or of lis hand to his throat shook bis his deac at the choir eder leader he sang his solo just before e amon mod in a voice a trifle husky beall and using all his art to con icil 1 l a lack he had haa never realized bethe the voice was 4 rich sweet tenor robusto bueto fore ho 11 mon n t know u what tho the xer was about ile harder knew Wh ghather ather r there was gnp if was 0 to was u aiton 18 g for the solo that thal hita but bt follow bejer A a face voice might deceive tory uta the Ut jakell serm 0 was ended lije t 0 ldar ff Pec tu in and the ushers u tan dInK x the rear ot of the charch when the rolled out tho the famil lar far prelude there la Is a green hilt hill far away eang sang erroll and everybody distend the was a rich set tenor lo io busto showing immaturity some glading faults of teab ilc and a lack of that smoothness and finish that was the beauty of da veres but these are the things that come with years and study the appealing charm oc at the olce oice was something that neither 1 masters na nor bard hard work nor knowledge ot at life nor even heartbreak can ever teach it seemed in its very tones and cadences caden cea to preach U zvi 61 then well go up to the rectory and be married 11 the gospel of love and right living it opened up he the gates of heaven and made honesty and purity and even renunciation worth while he died to mako make us good and the listeners vion wondered dered that their hearts had ever biown hard and their lives gone wrong rang n there was a hush over the church when the singer finished broken only by the stifled sob of a woman men blen who spent six days of at the week in a rush of business which knew neither bor religion furtively wiped their eyes a soprano in the choir towed hc head on the back ot 0 the seat in froat of her and cried without an effort at restraint and a pale tired woman in a f front rout pew pow looked up with a new light in her thin pinched face as though she bad had found something in life that made it worth the struggle de do vere vero sat apparently unmoved but his lils faco face was palo pale and hie lips were set in a thin straight line in the crowded vestibule at the close of the service he met the woman with the voice and joined her she looked startled but the hard dark face soft ened a little and de vere showed no trace of at embarrassment nor corcoro as he be walked beside her down the steps and out into the bright sunlight with the church people he knew so well crowding him 1 on all sides aides ill III never sing slug in chulch again he said as they turned down the steps leading to main street 1 I have sl at ways known that some time lone long before I 1 lost my voice id ah e to giro up this sort of singing ow low what I 1 mean weve talker it over often enough its my better self that tings sings in church on sunday mornings its the man I 1 might have been when I 1 sing sacred music I 1 always imagine im that other fellow I 1 might have been and end ive known tha that the time would come when I 1 would bo be too far away from him to do it any longer yes tho the woman said softly but I 1 dont understand why it has come to you so suddenly ir the mat tor ter today to day Is it this new nor singer this boy he ile sing as well as you d you know bo he yet hes thrown somo some kind of a over you I 1 aw that in church and I 1 dont under stand dont your yon do vere said eirl etly dont you know that he holds people and always will bee bec tuse back of his beautiful oice olce and musical tempera mant Is a pure rood good life and a character worth something csont you know that hi hin personal beauty bos has lettla or nothing to do with I 1 it itt rot only feels what he sings but be he lives it seven days in the week they had bad passed tho the dead line and were in tho the bad lands the dietl lt of dance balls and saloons ea loons in tho the brief silence allence that had fallen between them tae the woman wa was waiting rai ting breathlessly for what was to come cne bad never before walked down main street with de vore in the broad glare of noon something unusual was bound to happen we wen get dinner na TP be aid said in ills etol practical fashion of ot arranging commonplace detail and then well go up to the and be married well lvell leave town on the night train and begin all over again it may be bl too late to do us u any good in this world but perhaps it will give u a sort of a start in ita ceat |