orted that various erroneous doctrines are being promulgated
in books and other public prints, whereas it has been stated that one
of the ministers of this Presbytery has used words that might be
supposed to give sanction to a certain view which appears to conflict
with statements contained in the standards of the Church, the
Presbytery of Muirtown declares first of all, its unshaken adherence to
the said standards; secondly, deplores the existence in any quarter of
notions contradictory or subversive of said standards; thirdly, thanks
Doctor Saunderson for the vigilance he has shown in the cause of sound
doctrine; fourthly, calls upon all ministers within the bounds to have
a care that they create no offence or misunderstanding by their
teaching, and finally enjoins all parties concerned to cultivate peace
and charity."

This motion was seconded by the clerk and carried
unanimously,--Carmichael being compelled to silence by the two wise men
for his own sake and theirs,--and was declared to be a conspicuous
victory both by the self-made man and the modern, which was another
tribute to the ecclesiastical gifts of Doctor Dowbiggin and the clerk
of the Presbytery of Muirtown.

CHAPTER XXI.

LIGHT AT EVENTIDE.

The Rabbi had been careful to send an abstract of his speech to
Carmichael, with a letter enough to melt the heart even of a
self-sufficient young clerical; and Carmichael had considered how he
should bear himself at the Presbytery. His intention had been to meet
the Rabbi with public cordiality and escort him to a seat, so that all
men should see that he was too magnanimous to be offended by this
latest eccentricity of their friend. This calculated plan was upset by
the Rabbi coming in late and taking the first seat that offered, and
when he would have gone afterwards to thank him for his generosity the
Rabbi had disappeared. It was evident that the old man's love was as
deep as ever, but that he was much hurt, and would not risk another
repulse. Very likely he had walked in from Kilbogie, perhaps without
breakfast, and had now started to return to his cheerless manse. It
was a wetting spring rain, and he remembered that the Rabbi had no
coat. A fit of remorse overtook Carmichael, and he scoured the streets
of Muirtown to find the Rabbi, imagining deeds of attention--how he
would capture him unawares mooning along some side street hopelessly
astray; how he would accuse him of characteristic cunning