Is--is Mr. Moffat a member of your
church?"
The minister cleared his throat, his cheeks reddening. "Mr. Moffat?
Ah, no; not exactly. Do you mean the mine-owner, Jack Moffat?"
"Yes, I think so; he told me he owned a mine--the Golden Rule the name
was; the very choice in words would seem, to indicate his religious
nature. He 's such a pleasant, intelligent man. There is a look in
his eyes as though he sorrowed over something. I was in hopes you knew
what it was, and I am very sure he would welcome your ministrations.
You have the only church in Glencaid, I understand, and I wonder
greatly he has never joined you. But perhaps he may be prejudiced
against your denomination. There is so much narrowness in religion.
Now, I am an Episcopalian myself, but I do not mean to permit that to
interfere in any way with my church work out here. I wonder if Mr.
Moffat can be an Episcopalian. If he is, I am just going to show him
that it is clearly his duty to assist in any Christian service. Is n't
that the true, liberal, Western spirit, Mr. Wynkoop?"
"It most assuredly should be," said the young pastor.
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