resolveds', chargin' Brother Page with conduct unbecoming to
a minister and callin' on him to explain matters. And Parson Page he had
to own up to everything and explain again jest how he happened to git
caught in the circus tent, and says he: 'It was a strange place for a
minister of the gospel to be in, but my rule is to see what I can learn
from every experience that comes to me, and I believe I learned from the
circus something that, maybe, I could not learn anywhere else.' Says he:
'As I lay that night on a sleepless pillow, the Lord gave me an insight
into the great mystery of predestination. I traced up the events of the
day one after another. There was my betting with the showman, and I felt
sorry for that. But that would not have happened if I had not sought out
the showman to pay my just debt to him, and that was a right act and a
right intention, yet it led me into wrong; and I saw in a flash that our
own acts predestine us and foreordain us to this thing or to that. We
are like children, stumbling around in the dark, taking the wrong way
and doing the wrong thing, but over us all is the pity of the Father who
"knoweth our frame and remembereth that we are dust."'

"Says he: 'I went into that tent a Pharisee, and I wrapped the mantle of
my pride around me and thought how much holier I was than those poor
sinful show people. But,' says he, 'I talked with the showman, and I
found as much honesty and kindness of heart as I ever found in any
church member, and I left the show grounds with a wider charity in my
heart than I'd ever felt before, for I knew that the showman was my
brother, and I understood what the Apostle meant when he said: "Now are
they many members; yet but one body."'

"And Brother McCallum he got up, and says he: 'Well, that's more than I
ever learned from any of Brother Page's sermons,' and everybody laughed,
and that ended the matter so far as the Presbytery was concerned.

"But Sam Amos never got through teasin' Parson Page, and every time he'd
see him with a passel o' church members, he'd go up and tell some story
or other, and then he'd turn around and say: 'You ricollect, Parson,
that happened the day you and me went to the circus.'"

MARY CRAWFORD'S CHART

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