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"How long was it, then, you were with Sir Colin?" continued McFarquhar, cunningly. "Wid Sir Colin? Shure an' didn't I stay wid him all the way from Calcutta to Lucknow an' back? An' didn't I give thim faithful sarvice here for twelve years the first man that iver handled the mail in the valley? An' here I am, like like any common man." These were the sore spots in his heart.
"How can this thing be?" he inquired in despair. "You are his friend!" The minister's voice rose and fell in solemn rhythm. "You are strong; he is weak. You will need to put away from you all that causeth your brother to offend, and so you will lead him into the light." The minister's face was that of a man seeing visions and McFarquhar, deeply moved, bowed his head and listened in silence.
"And what is McFarquhar doing all the time?" "Shure he's off on his spring hunt this three months; an' he thried to get Ould Michael to go along wid him, but niver a bit wud he; but I heard he'll be in to-day and, bedad, there he is!" Sure enough there was McFarquhar, riding toward us. He gave me a warm welcome back and then fell into talking of Ould Michael.
"He could not make much of her," meaning his wife, "and the lads," said McFarquhar sadly, "but there it was that he came very close to myself; and indeed indeed my sins have found me out." "What did is say to you? What sins of yours did he discover?" I asked, for McFarquhar was the most respectable man in all the valley.
Oh! he is the man of God, and I hev not heard the likes of him for forty years and more." I listened with wonder, as McFarquhar described the visit of the Rev. John Macleod to his home.
McFarquhar was now at home; vividly he set before Ould Michael the warfare appointed unto men against the world, the flesh and the Devil; and then, with a quick turn, he said: "An' He is calling to all true men, 'Follow me!" "An' wud He have the like av me?" asked Ould Michael, doubtfully. "Ay, that He would and set you some fightin'." "Then," said Ould Michael, "I'm wid Him."
But in a moment the old man opened his eyes and said faintly: "Niver a bit av it, God save " His eyes closed again and he became unconscious. They gave him brandy and he began to revive. Then McFarquhar rose and looked round for the German. His hair was fairly bristling round his head; his breath came in short gasps and his little eyes were blood-shot with fury.
The scripture lesson he read with a rhythmic, solemn cadence that may have broken every rule of elocution, but was nevertheless most impressive. His prayer, during which McFarquhar stood, while all the rest sat, was a most extraordinary production.
He had only seen him once after the loss of his position, but he feared things were going badly with him. I told him all that Paddy had given me as we searched the saloons. Ould Michael was not to be seen. "He will be at home very likely," said McFarquhar. "We will jist put a stop to this kind of work."
It took him a long time to tell a man what he knew before." "And what might that be?" asked McFarquhar. "That he was goin' fast to the Divil." This McFarquhar could not deny and so he fell into disappointed silence. He began to fear that the minister might possibly fail with Ould Michael, after all.
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