beloved of God, not a place of tragedies like Cithaeron, but consecrate to the dramas of truth, a mount of temperance shaded with the groves of purity. And there revel on it not the Maenads, sisters of Semele the thunderstruck, initiate in the impure feast of flesh, but God’s daughters, fair Lambs who celebrate the holy rites of the Word, chanting soberly in chorus.’
In these days his sermons changed. He no longer hammered subtle chains of doctrine, but forsook his ‘ordinary,’ and preached to the hearts of the people. Woodilee was in turn mystified, impressed, and disquieted. One bright afternoon he discoursed on thankfulness and the praise due to God. ‘Praise Him,’ he cried, ‘if you have no more, for this good day and sunshine to the lambs.’
‘Heard ye ever the like?’ said Mirehope at the kirk door. ‘What concern has Jehovah wi’ our lambin’?’
‘He’s an affectionate preacher,’ said Chasehope, ‘but he’s no Boanerges, like Proudfoot o’ Bold.’
The other agreed, and though the tone of the two men was regretful, their eyes were content, as if they had no wish for a Boanerges in Woodilee.
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