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The door opened quietly, and the nurse came in and sat down out of Shock's sight behind the bed. "Now, Don, I want you to read for me that tale of the Pharisee and the woman who was a sinner. For my sake, mind you, as well as for yours, for I was wrong, too, on this matter.

I find it necessary to pursue my avocation into the hours we generally devote to slumber. And to-day business has been unusually interrupted. But I have failed to notice Mr. Stanton enter." At the further end of the room Shock's eyes fell upon a door, through the cracks of which a light was shining. "It is possible," said Shock, "he is in that room," pointing to the door.

"I shall remember you all," he cried, waving his hand gaily in farewell. "Doctor, I shall build you a hospital where your skill will have opportunity and scope. Mr. Macgregor, your heart will be delighted with that church-manse-school building of yours." This was Shock's pet scheme for the present. "To all of you suitable rewards. This time I see success. Farewell."

"May I come to see you?" said Helen hurriedly. "Ay, come," said Mrs. Macgregor with a keen look at her, "you will be needing I will be needing help." The others they found eagerly discussing the sermon, but there was little criticism. The Superintendent had won his volunteers. On Shock's face sat the serenity of a great decision, in his deep blue eyes the light of a great enterprise.

The inside of the room won't be hard to beat, but the outside cannot be equalled in all the world, and I tell you what, Ike, it cannot be too good, for this room is for my mother." There was a reverent, tender tone in Shock's voice that touched Ike. "Is she really goin' to come out here?" he asked. "I hope so," said Shock. "Next spring." "I say," said Ike, "won't she find it lonely?"

So well did he succeed that when he proffered the humble request that the young ladies should be allowed to accompany him to Shock's church in the morning, Mrs. Fairbanks gave a reluctant assent. "Undoubtedly, I am a great strategist," said Brown to himself next morning as he sat watching with surreptitious glances the faces of the young ladies beside him. The preacher was at his best.

The laugh died out from the crowd. There was a silence for a moment or two, and then the same voice drawled, "Nobody's hungry, I guess, Ikey," and Ike turned from them with a grunt of contempt. "Now," he said, coming back to Shock, "I'd like to hear you talk." Ike threw himself into an attitude of defence, but Shock's position never changed, nor did the smile fade from his face.

There's Carroll, now, and Perault, they are properly Roman Catholic, but now they are good Presbyterians." "Bon, for sure. Eh, Carroll, mon garcon?" "Bedad, an' it's thrue for ye," said Carroll. It was no small tribute to Shock's influence that the ancient feud between these two had been laid to rest. "Well, do you know when he will be home?" asked Father Mike.

But Shock's days, and most of his nights, even, were spent upon the trail rounding up "strays and mavericks," as Ike said, searching out the lonely bachelor shacks, and lonelier homes where women dwelt whose husbands' days were spent on the range, and whose nearest neighbour might be eight or ten miles away, bringing a touch of the outer world, and leaving a gleam of the light that he carried in his own sunny, honest face.

"Me too, boss," said Ike gravely, putting his hand on the other's knee. Shock's farewell was as abrupt as his beginning. In a single sentence he informed them that the services would be discontinued at this end of the field.