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VII. The First Blast
Thebigloose-limbedfigureofAmos,stridingdownthetwilitslopeswithhisbagoftoolsslungonhisshoulder,wasapleasantsighttoeyesthathungeredforafriend.ForwiththesmithDavidhadadvancedfarinfriendlinesssincetheirpartnershipinthewintersnowstorm.Themanwasofahighspiritandacompletehonesty,andhisprofessionswerewellbehindhispractice.Roughoftongueandaptinaquarrel,hehadawarmthofheartthatdidnotfaileventhosehedespised.Hewasnopurveyorofedifyingspeech,butthemilkofhumankindnessranstronginhim.Itwasasayinginthevillagethattherewas"maircomfortinanaithfromAmosthanaprayerfromPeterPennecuik."
Butonthisoccasionthesmith’sstraightforwardfriendlinessseemedtohavedesertedhim.WhenDavidappearedbeforehimhelookedasifhewouldfainhaveavoidedthemeeting.Hiseyesweretroubled,andheincreasedthepaceofhiswalkwhentheministerfellintostepbesidehim.
"How’sthewife?"Davidasked.
"Fine,sir.Herkist’sstronger,andI’mhopin’thesimmerwillpitcolourintilhercheek."Butashespokehiseyeswereonadistanthill.
"Iwantawordwithyou,Amos.YouandIare,Ibelieve,truefriends,andIcanspeaktoyouastoabrother.Ihavebecomeawareofahorridevilinthisparish.ThereisthatintheWoodwhichtemptsmenandwomentoabominations.WiththeseeyesofmineIsawitonBeltane’sEve."
Therewasnoanswer.
"Youwereinthekirkyesterday,Amos,andyouheardmysermon.ThedecisionisonWoodileetochoosewhomtheywillserve.