The Cassowary; What Chanced in the Cleft MountainsWaterloo, Stanley
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The Cassowary; What Chanced in the Cleft Mountains
Waterloo, Stanley
Love stories; Railroad travel -- Fiction; Storytelling -- Fiction
Then followed--it could hardly be otherwise with such a
company--reverent but earnest discussion of the question of whether or
not Providence ever really intervened in special cases, as a result of
special supplication. Varying opinions were expressed, the majority,
even the most seemingly devout, inclining to the belief that the answer
to the question was beyond the knowledge accorded to humanity. It was
the Colonel's opportunity. He appealed to the Minister, who had listened
to the discussion with a thoughtful smile upon his kindly face, but who
had not given an opinion.
"Do you believe in special providences, sir?" he asked. "Can you relate
a single instance in your experience, or one of which you have heard,
from a reliable source, where there has been the manifestation of what
we call 'a special providence,' in direct answer to prayer?"
"I cannot answer your question," was the Minister's reply. "I cannot
answer the first part of the query, because I am undecided, and I cannot
answer the second because the same reasoning would, in a way, apply,
since I am not entirely assured of certain earthly facts. But," and
there was a twinkle in the reverend gentleman's eyes, "I heard a curious
story once, for the exact truth of which I will by no means vouch, which
I will tell in the narrator's own words, and which, supposing it to be
true, might be looked upon as either for or against the doctrine of
A SPECIAL PROVIDENCE
Just who are the "salt of the earth" is a disputable question. The title
belongs traditionally to a group of that splendid race--the Jews. But
it is claimed, also, and on seemingly excellent grounds, by other
groups, including a large number of the people of Iowa. Appearances are
in their favor, for Iowa was settled by a fine lot of men and women, and
their children have not deteriorated.
They were excellent pioneers who came to cross the great river and make
a new State, to cut away the forest where it was too dense, to plant
trees where the prairie-planted farm-houses and barns needed shelter
from wintry blasts, to import cattle, and horses, and sheep, and hogs
with blood in them, and to repeat the old exploit of the dominating race
in making, somewhere, the desert blossom as the rose. About what is
Maxonville alighted one of the groups of men and women, settling down
like wild geese upon an area of fertile and well-watered land.
Maxonville was not much in evidence when they came, these strong men and
women, for only "Old Man" Maxon was living at the forks where the big
creek found the little river; but they all settled about, and there were
built new homes close to Maxon's, and there came, as the years passed, a
church, and a schoolhouse, and a grocery and dry goods store, and, in
time, the prosperous town. The farmers round about prospered, for they
had thrift and intelligence and something of the old Covenanters'
spirit.
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