But now, something had happened; here was a change.  Even the organ spoke with a new voice; the prayer book meant more than it had in the past—­everything spoke with a new tongue.  Here was an amount of emotion that was new and strange, and the responses in the services were more prompt and fervent.  The bishop ceased to read his sermons and talked as one who had authority.  His voice was more distinct.  The audiences heard him as never before.  Several of the professors who had always been spoken of as unattractive and uninteresting became exactly the reverse.  Young men were found praying in their rooms.  In one of them the bishop was heard leading a score of young men in prayer.  Old-fashioned and old-time hymns were sung, fervent responses were heard, and scores of persons from roundabout professed to have found Christ.  During six weeks this wonderful influence was felt.  It extended for miles throughout the country.  During that time four hundred persons took upon themselves the obligations of the Christian profession and Monastery Church became a great power through the county.

Mr. Keyes, the organist, had died in the hospital, and Carl had been appointed in his place as organist and musical director.  He very soon organized a choir of forty persons.  And this was not all that added responsibility to this young man’s life.  The bishop, realizing the growing responsibilities of his work, appointed him his private secretary, which necessarily took him away from all the work on the farm; but even this did not separate him from the farmhouse.  He continued to sleep there in “Carl and Tom’s room,” and, excepting during school hours, wherever you found Carl Tom was not far away.

The grand old man, Dr. George Thorndyke, who gave three hundred acres of land for a “school for prophets,” little dreamed that his gift was to develop to such proportions, and become, also, a great influential church, a great center of religious influence, whose power would be felt miles around.

But the college chapel was neither fit nor large enough for the demands which were now pressing upon it.  They must have a building capacious and suitable in which to worship.  And now the true character of the great revival was seen in the prompt responses of the people; more generous were they than the ancient people who built the temple, and in the course of a few months a large and beautiful church was erected capable of seating twelve hundred people.  As this building neared completion the building committee began to prepare for its dedication.  The chief clergyman to be invited was an old friend and classmate of Bishop Albertson—­Bishop McLaren, of Durham, England.  There was to be, of course, select music; the singing must not be inferior to that which Bishop McLaren listened to in his cathedral home.  Carl was told that the Durham singers were known throughout the kingdom as superb, and he must do his best in drilling his choir.