The City and the World and Other Stories eBook

Francis Kelley
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 139 pages of information about The City and the World and Other Stories.

The City and the World and Other Stories eBook

Francis Kelley
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 139 pages of information about The City and the World and Other Stories.
give Alta a church.  He seemed penetrated with the idea that alive he was useless, but that his death meant the resurrection of Alta.  When I heard that same expression used so often to-day I lived over again the whole story of that night in the little vestry.  All this time he had been picking the coverlet, and his hands seemed, during the pauses, to be holding the paten as if he were gathering up the minute particles from the corporal.  At last his hand found mine.  He clung to it, and just an instant his eyes looked at me with reason in them.  He smiled, and murmured, ‘It is all right, now, Bishop.’  I heard a sob back of me where the boy stood, and the old woman was praying.  He was trying to speak again, and I caught the words, ’God’s sake—­I am nothing—­His good time.’  Then he was still, just as the morning sun broke through the windows.

“That minute, Reverend Fathers, began the resurrection of Alta.  The old woman told me how it happened.  He was twenty-five miles away attending one of his missions when the blizzard was at its height.  McDermott fell sick and a telegram was sent for the priest—­the last message before the wires came down.  Father Belmond started to drive through the storm back to Alta.  He succeeded in reaching McDermott’s bedside and gave him the last Sacraments.  He did not break down himself until he returned to the vestry, but for twenty-four hours he tossed in fever before they found him.

“McDermott grew better.  He sent for me when he heard I was in town.  The first question he asked was:  ‘Is he dead?’ I told McDermott the story just as I am telling you.  ‘God forgive me,’ said the sick man, ’that priest died for me.  When he came here I ordered him out of my office, yet when they told him I was sick he drove through the storm for my sake.  He believed in the worth of a soul, and he himself was the noblest soul that Alta ever had.’

“I said nothing.  Somebody better than a mere bishop was talking to McDermott, and I, His minister, was silent in His presence.  ‘Bishop,’ said McDermott, after long thought, ’I never really believed until now; I’m sorry that it took a man’s life to bring back the Faith of my fathers.  Send us a priest to Alta—­one who can do things:  one after the stamp of the saint in the vestry.  I’ll be his friend and together we will carry on the work he began.  I’ll see him through if God spares me.’

“Dear Fathers, it is needless to say what I did.

“Father Broidy, on this happy day I have not re-echoed the praises that have been showered upon you as much as perhaps I might have done, because I reserved for you a praise that is higher than all of them.  I believed when I sent you here that you were of his stamp.  You have done your duty and you have done it well.  I am not ungrateful and I shall not forget.  But your best praise from me is, that I firmly believe that you, under like circumstances, would also have willingly given your life for the resurrection of Alta.”

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