, when
Fiske's voice went soaring skyward and the rest joined in, poor Ikey
wakened with a start. He thought it was just an ordinary singing and
that everybody ought to stand up, so he scrambled to his feet mighty
quick, knowing he'd get a combing down from Maria Millison for sleeping
in meeting. Fiske saw him, stopped and shouted, 'Another soul saved!
Glory Hallelujah!' And there was poor, frightened Ikey, only half
awake and yawning, never thinking about his soul at all. Poor child,
he never had time to think of anything but his tired, overworked little
body.

"Leslie went one night and the Fiske-man got right after her--oh, he
was especially anxious about the souls of the nice-looking girls,
believe me!--and he hurt her feelings so she never went again. And
then he prayed every night after that, right in public, that the Lord
would soften her hard heart. Finally I went to Mr. Leavitt, our
minister then, and told him if he didn't make Fiske stop that I'd just
rise up the next night and throw my hymn book at him when he mentioned
that 'beautiful but unrepentant young woman.' I'd have done it too,
believe ME. Mr. Leavitt did put a stop to it, but Fiske kept on with
his meetings until Charley Douglas put an end to his career in the
Glen. Mrs. Charley had been out in California all winter. She'd been
real melancholy in the fall--religious melancholy--it ran in her
family. Her father worried so much over believing that he had
committed the unpardonable sin that he died in the asylum. So when
Rose Douglas got that way Charley packed her off to visit her sister in
Los Angeles. She got perfectly well and came home just when the Fiske
revival was in full swing. She stepped off the train at the Glen, real
smiling and chipper, and the first thing she saw staring her in the
face on the black, gable-end of the freight shed, was the question, in
big white letters, two feet high, 'Whither goest thou--to heaven or
hell?' That had been one of Fiske's ideas, and he had got Henry Hammond
to paint it. Rose just gave a shriek and fainted; and when they got
her home she was worse than ever. Charley Douglas went to Mr. Leavitt
and told him that every Douglas would leave the church if Fiske was
kept there any longer. Mr. Leavitt had to give in, for the Douglases
paid half his salary, so Fiske departed, and we had to depend on our
Bibles once more for instructions on how to get to heaven. After he
was gone Mr. Leavitt found