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Show Itheme From Branch ' ? Normal English Class. ii A DOUBT. I hnd boou rending Iugoraoll'a Lectures." The sharp, clear reason- p In the ono entitled, "The Gods," dbfkblned with tho ellftbt touoh of rlionle ic contained, appeal! strong , tyto mei aU(l strange doubts assailed y Inexperienced soul. Overhead. the tall troas shut out the rays of the afternoon sun. while the dark clumps , rf- underbrush on every side aided fri clouding my mind. My reason, tpgatbor witb an inherent something, Kled out that what 1 bad read waa aet true. My faith taken away, was tare anything left to make life beautiful? Was It beautiful? Did it really contain auytblng to oe desired 'tkt, when gained, fully MtsQed the Wpotions it had 'aroused?' The ek&dowa of the forest, like those of fas mlad, deepened as 1 reasoned. wy brow -grew hot .and faverlah as argument after argument that 1 ad- rafioed seemed unable to meet, sat- . Jfrfaotorily, the incisive statements that bad so muob destroyed my peaae ' of mind. , 1 started up as a wild, rolling peal of thunder crashed through tho oppressive air. Glancing - upward through the thick, overhanging bougba. I caught a gllmpeo of the black, lowering sky. Involuntarily. , I ehrauk back bb a zigzag streak of lightning cut quickly through tho thiok clouds, and I again beard tho donf cuing roar. Large drops of rain f "began fulling through tho branches . undor wbioh I stood, and quiokly 1 1 sought the shelter of o largo pluo wboaa mattod boughs proteuted mo -from tho fiercely w,tgod buttle of the elements. It was indoed au Imposing 'sight, this play of nature's Qro-works, the rusblug ruin and tho often room-ring thunder oinpa, Half faaolnntod I watched tbo lurid eoene, unoon-eoiously unoon-eoiously dropping on my knees with ;' an uppeal to a higher Power for pro motion from tho angry storm around mo as tbo wbito flashes gleamed nearer and nearer. "Leave your shelter," I plainly .board a still, clear voioo command and looked around to boo from whence it cnme. No ono wao near. For a moment I hesitated and then ran to a treo soma distance from the plno which bad sheltered mo. Not one . momont too soon did I leavo. Looking - back fearfully, I saw tho tree uproot- "" ed and hurled to tho oarth n broken, ? blaokoned mass. My heart was filled with gratitude to tbo quo who had spared my life, and uarar ngain have ,J donated tho ox latouoo ptid lovj of an Allwlso Father. LINDA SLACK. ., . -... i. |