idence of that change. The bread remains bread, and the wine,
wine. But more than this, I see no authority in Scripture for this
belief. Christ told us to take bread and wine in remembrance of the
last supper He took with His disciples on earth, or rather, of the great
sacrifice which He was about to offer up, the last, the only one which
God would ever accept, all previous ones being types of this; promising
us the same support to our spiritual nature that the bread and wine
gives to our physical nature. He often speaks of Himself as a door, as
a rock, as a corner-stone of a building. In the same way He speaks of
His flesh and blood. He intends us to understand that we are
spiritually to feed on Him, that is to say, to trust on His sacrifice,
His blood shed for us."

"This is heresy! You need say no more," said the judge. "And your
daughter there, what does she say to these things?"

"I agree with my father," answered Gretchen, firmly. "I believe that
the just shall live by faith; that neither our works nor our obedience
to the Church of Rome will help in any way to save us. Christ has
accomplished that great and glorious work, and only requires us to take
hold of it by faith."

"Enough--enough!" exclaimed the Inquisitor, stamping; "you have
condemned yourself by your own words. We need no other witnesses,
though we can prove that you and others were present at heretical
meetings. That circumstance alone was sufficient to condemn you to
death. We may afford you a few days for consideration and repentance.
If you will recant your errors, you may receive a more merciful
sentence, but if not, you, Andrew Hopper, are condemned to be burned
alive; and you, Gretchen Hopper, to be drowned in a tank at the place of
execution."

Several other persons were brought up before the Inquisitors, the
greater number of whom were condemned to death. Andrew Hopper's
property was confiscated to the use of the state, or in other words, to
assist Duke Alva in riveting yet more firmly his yoke upon the necks of
their countrymen. Both Andrew Hopper and Gretchen Hopper bore their
fate with firmness and resignation. The chief regret of his daughter
was that she was separated from her father. She longed to be with him
that she might comfort and support him. Her thoughts, too, occasionally
went back to her lover Diedrich. Where was he all the time? Alas! she
would never see him again in this world, but she prayed that he m