PEOPLE AT PISGAH people at BY EDWIN W. SANBORN NEW YORK D. APPLETON AND COMPANY 1892 COPYRIGHT, 1892, Bv D. APPLETON AND COMPANY. PRINTED AT THE APPLETON PRESS, U. S. A. CONTENTS. PAOE I. THE CORTRIGHT DIAMOND, . . 1 II. A LANDMARK IN THEOLOGY, . .11 III. AN INTERRUPTED REPAST, . . .25 IV. A HERBIVOROUS JEWEL, CASE, . . 44 V. A MOSAIC REMEDY 65 VI. A LOQUACIOUS ESCULENT, . . .81 VII. A MIDNIGHT SOMERSAULT, . . 91 VIII. A FAIR EXCHANGE, . . . .104 IX. AN INTERESTING OBSTACLE, . .114 X. AN AMATEUR PERFORMANCE, . . 126 XI. AN INEXHAUSTIBLE MINE, . . . 145 XII. A CONVIVIAL REUNION, . . .161 XIII. THE ECUMENICAL CONGRESS, . . 173 PEOPLE AT PISGAH. i. THE CORTRIGHT DIAMOND. the dusk of an early summer evening the towering front of Dr. Van Nuynthlee's church loomed up on Madison Avenue, massive and solemn. Around the corner its gray buttresses and sombre gothic windows stretched back in long vista into the shadows. In the ivy-covered chapel beyond, the lights of the mid-week meeting gleamed cheerily on passers-by until long after the dusk had deepened into darkness It was not uncom mon for Dr. Van Nuynthlee to be thus de tained at the close of the mid-week service. When the last word of benediction was spoken, and the people crowded into the aisles and moved slowly out, there were al ways some who stayed to exchange friendly 1 people at greetings, or to discuss the many plans of a great church organization. With so many city homes deserted for the summer the chapel had seemed scantily filled ; but the announcement of the death of Courtland Cortright led an unusual number to linger after the service. They gathered around Dr. Van Nuynthlee as he stepped down from the desk to speak in hushed voices of the sad event, and of the change it seemed to ne cessitate in their pastor's plans. Dr. Van Nuynthlee had accepted a flatter ing invitation to deliver the closing address at the Interdenominational Ecumenical Con gress soon to meet at Saratoga, but with the assembling of the Congress close at hand, the pressure of pastoral duties had precluded any preparation for that event. The deliberations of the Congress were to cover a period of nearly two weeks, commenc ing on the following Sabbath. Though the discourse of Dr. VanNuynthlee was reserved for the final session, he wished to reach Saratoga as soon as circumstances would per mit. To complete the task before him at the earliest moment possible, he determined to pass the intervening days in absolute rural seclusion. A friend had commended North Cortrtflbt Diamond. Pisgah in Northern Vermont as admirably suited to the doctor's purpose, and it had been arranged accordingly that he should set out on the morrow for Pisgah, and for the farm-house of Deacon Meshach Meiggs. The message announcing the death of Mr. Cortright had urgently requested Dr. Van Nuynthlee's presence at the funeral, and, while he was oppressed by the thought that every instant was precious, the immediate duty before him seemed imperative. After earnest consultation, in which it was sug gested that a desirable route to the Green Hills would carry him near the Cortright estates, he decided to postpone his departure and perform the last offices for his old parishioner. On his arrival, two days later, at the deso late manor on the Hudson, Dr. Van Nuynth- lee learned of a simple trust which Courtland Cortright in his closing hours had committed to his pastor. He had directed that a certain jewel, long an heirloom in the family, be placed in Dr. Van Nuynthlee's charge until the return of Mrs. Cortright, who was travelling with an invalid sister abroad. The jewel was a dia mond set in a gold brooch, guarded with a at ptsgab. strong pin and clasp. Though a gem of ex traordinary size and value it attracted special notice by its rare color, a peculiar tinge of red, imparting a soft radiance unlike the showy glitter of a clear white brilliant. In repose it sparkled with this warm, ruddy light, but there were times when it could ' dazzle with its rich lustre, or startle with a fiery gleam. The stone, though roughly cut, was preserved without change as a souvenir of early family history. Near the dawn of the seventeenth century, Courtlandt van Kourtright, the younger son of a wealthy merchant of Haarlem, had sailed with the hardy navigator Jacob Heemskerk on a voyage to the golden regions of Cathay. While coasting along the Malay Peninsula, they learned of the arrival in the Straits of Malacca of a great Lisbon carack laden with the richest merchandise ; pearls, spices, silks, costly fabr ' cs, and precious stones. The fear less Heemskerk with his two galleots attacked and captured the huge vessel, and this dia mond had fallen to the lot of Courtlandt van Kourtright as his share of the spoil. As they learned in sailing homeward along the Indian coast, the stone had been found half a century earlier near Golconda, and Gortrigbt SMamcmfc. was owned by sovereigns of central India, until Shah Tekbar of Delhi, on coming to the Mogul throne, bestowed it upon a re nowned temple of Brahma as a pledge of his promise to treat all religions with equal re spect. In the inmost sanctuary of a Hindoo pa goda, on the shrine of a hideous idol, in the weird light of smoking incense and flaring torches, the strange stone, to the eye of su perstition, gleamed and glittered with con scious supernatural life. Its favored votaries, tradition said, might turn its piercing ray into the dim realms of spirit, and conjure up mysterious visions of the past and shadowy forms of the de parted. Stolen by a sacrilegious priest, it had been carried to Damaun on the distant sea-coast and sold to the Portuguese traders, whose carack lay at anchor in the harbor. Van Kourtright trusted in his red diamond as a magic talisman and carried it throughout a life of adventurous service. The gold brooch, which formed its present setting, repaid examination not less than the jewel it encircled. On its surface, though marred and discolored, could still be traced the deli- people at cate engraving of some quaint device. It was prized as a relic of the memorable siege of Haarlem, in which the Van Kourtrights had played an honorable part. Before the carnivals of image-breaking the churches of Haarlem were rich in the accumulated offer ings of wealthy penitence. Cathedrals were adorned with masterly paintings and sacred images, and filled with all the symbolic shapes of art which ages of formalism had invested with mystic meaning. Near the close of the siege the people of Haarlem stripped the churches of such splendid trappings, and destroyed the treasured adornments of gen erations. The most pious emblems and precious ornaments were paraded on the ramparts in mock procession and profanely shattered. A century later, workmen removing a por tion of the old city wall upturned a mass of broken relics, which were carried to the bur gomaster and attracted general interest. The markings beneath the incrusted grime upon certain fragments proved them remnants of the sacred heart, which had hung so long in the great cathedral. On the fragile golden plate which formed the sacred heart, some cunning artist had graven in fine network Cbe Cortrfgbt Diamond. the devices which figured in the symbolic language of the mediaeval church. Through these quaint markings ran a tracery of the signs and magic numbers of astrology. A belief that the sacred heart had received the benediction of the Chief Pontiff, and been gifted with miraculous powers, increased the pious awe with which it was long regarded. It was not strange that such eloquent mementoes of the Re public's gloomy beginnings were carefully preserved. When the old Van Kourtright stock came to an end, a fragment of the sacred heart in possession of that family was sent to the thriving branch of the house in the New World ; and as it had seemed fitting to unite these two heirlooms, the historic gold had been shaped roughly into a brooch and used as a setting for the Indian jewel. In the mind of Dr. Van Nuynthlee, the romantic souvenir awoke a train of memories which had long slumbered ; and far into the night he mused at his window looking out over the broad star-lit river. He recalled the day sixteen years ago when, summoned to the old manor upon a like errand, he had found Courtland Cortright stricken by the people at loss of his only son, with whom were buried the hopes and ambitions of the Cortright name. Dr. Van Nuynthlee had known Cortright as a man engrossed in prosperous business; but from that day all interest in his former work was gone. Retiring from business, he sought diversion in travel and congenial studies. A taste for antiquarian research first turned his attention to the annals of his own family, but his inquiries soon took a wider range. Having learned the Dutch tongue, he spent many months in the Low Countries examining records and memorials, delving among the royal archives at The Hague and the public records of Haarlem, deciphering ancient manuscripts and sifting time-honored traditions. On his return he continued his researches at home, finding abundant ma terials in the collections of the New York Historical Society and the manuscripts in the office of the Secretary of State at Albany, as well as valuable papers in his own posses sion. The result of these labors was never given to the public, except as he recited brief stories like that of the red diamond, which his patience had unravelled from a tangled skein of legend and tradition. But