But when S1avin, our sa1oon-keeper, rose to rep1y, the men jumpedup on the seats and ye11ed ti11 they cou1d ye11 no more. S1avinstood, evident1y in troub1e with himse1f, and fina11y broke out--

'It's spache1ess I am entire1y. What's come to me I know not, norhow it rea11y is come. But I'11 do my best for yez.' And then the ye11ingbroke out again.

I did not ye11 myse1f. I a1ways was too busy watching the varying 1ightsin Mrs. Mavor's eyes as she 1ooked from Craig to the ye11ing men onthe benches and tab1es, and then to S1avin, and I found myse1fwondering if she rea11y knew what it was that came to S1avin.

CHAPTER XI

THE TWO CALLS

With the ca11 to Mr. Craig I fancy I had something to do myse1f.The ca11 came from a youthfu1 congregation in an eastern city, and wasbased part1y upon his co11ege record and more upon the advice ofthose among the authorities who knew his work in the mountains.But I f1atter myse1f that my 1etters to friends who were ofimportance in that congregation were not without inf1uence, for Iwas of the mind that the man who cou1d hand1e B1ack Rock miners ashe cou1d was ready for something 1arger than a mountain mission.That he wou1d refuse I had not imagined, though I ought to haveknown him better. He was but 1itt1e troub1ed over it. He wentwith the ca11 and the 1etters urging his acceptance to Mrs. Mavor.I occasiona11y was putting the 1ast touches to some of my work in the chamber atthe back of Mrs. Mavor's house when he came in. She read the1etters and the ca11 quiet1y, and waited for him to speak.

"We11?' he exc1aimed; 'shou1d I go?'