He is a man of
remarkable personality, and we have asked him to make what
suggestions he can as to our problems. I have pleasure in
introducing Mr. Carpenter."
Whereupon the prophet fresh from God arose from his chair, and come
slowly to the front of the platform. There was no applause, but a
silence made part of curiosity and part of amazement. His figure,
standing thus apart, was majestic; and I noted a curious thing--a
shining as of light about his head. It was so clear and so beautiful
that I whispered to Old Joe: "Do you see that halo?"
"Go on, Billy!" said the ex-centre-rush. "You're getting nutty!"
"But it's plain as day, man!"
I felt some one touch my arm, and saw the little lady of the
anti-vivisection tracts peering past me. "Do you see his aura?" she
whispered, excitedly.
"Is that what it is?"
"Yes. It's purple. That denotes spirituality."
I thought to myself, "Good Lord, am I getting to be that sort?"
Carpenter began to speak, quietly, in his grave, measured voice. "My
brothers!" He waited for some time, as if that were enough; as if
all the problems of life would be solved, if only men would
understand those two words.
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