When a man like Sinclair, whose reputable character and steady life seemed to harmonize with such a step, he had little difficulty; and had the Kid, with his quick intelligence, his fineness of spirit and his winning disposition, applied for admission, Shock would have had no hesitation in receiving him.But the Kid, although a regular attendant on the services, and though he took especial delight in the Sabbath evening gatherings after service, had not applied, and Shock would not think of bringing him under pressure; and all the more because he had not failed to observe that the Kid's interest seemed to be more pronounced and more steadfast in those meetings in which Marion's singing was the feature.True, this peculiarity the Kid shared with many others of the young men in the district, to Shock's very considerable embarrassment, though to the girl's innocent and frank delight; and it is fair to say that the young men, whom Shock had put upon their honor in regard to one who was but a child, never by word or look failed in that manly and considerate courtesy that marks the noble nature in dealing with the weak and unprotected.
The truth about the Kid was that that gay young prince of broncho busters, with his devil-may-care manner and his debonair appearance, was so greatly sought after, so flattered and so feted by the riotous and reckless company at the Fort, of which the Inspector and his wife were the moving spirits, that he was torn between the two sets of influences that played upon him, and he had not yet come to the point of final decision as to which kingdom he should seek.
It was with Ike and men like Ike, however, that Shock had his greatest difficulty, for when the earnest appeal was made for men to identify themselves with the cause that stood for all that was noblest in the history of the race, and to swear allegiance to Him who was at once the ideal and the Saviour of men, Ike without any sort of hesitation came forward and to Shock's amazement, and, indeed, to his dismay, offered himself.For Ike was regarded through all that south country as the most daringly reckless of all the cattle-men, and never had he been known to weaken either in "takin'
his pizen," in "playin' the limit" in poker, or in "standin' up agin any man that thought he could dust his pants." Of course he was "white." Everyone acknowledged that.But just how far this quality of whiteness fitted him as a candidate for the communion table Shock was at a loss to say.
He resolved to deal with Ike seriously, but the initial difficulty in this was that Ike seemed to be quite unperplexed about the whole matter, and entirely unafraid.Shock's difficulty and distress were sensibly increased when on taking Ike over the "marks" of the regenerate man, as he had heard them so fully and searchingly set forth in the "Question Meetings" in the congregation of his childhood, he discovered that Ike was apparently ignorant of all the deeper marks, and what was worse, seemed to be quite undisturbed by their absence.
While Shock was proceeding with his examination he was exceedingly anxious lest he should reveal to Ike any suspicion as to his unfitness for the step he proposed to take.At the same time, he was filled with anxiety lest through any unfaithfulness of his on account of friendship a mistake in so solemn a matter should be made.It was only when he observed that Ike was beginning to grow uneasy under his somewhat searching examination, and even offered to withdraw his name, that Shock decided to cast to the winds all his preconceived notions of what constituted fitness for enrollment in the Church of the living God, and proceeded to ask Ike some plain, common sense questions.
"You are sure you want to join this church, Ike?""That's what," said Ike.
"Why do you want to join?"
"Well, you gave us a clear invite, didn't you?""But I mean, is it for my sake? Because I asked you?""Why, sure.I want to stand at your back"Shock was puzzled.He tried another line of approach.
"Do you know, Ike, what you are joining?""Well, it's your church, you said."
"Supposing I was not here at all, would you join?""Can't say.Guess not."
Shock felt himself blocked again.
"Ike, do you think you are really fit to do this?""Fit? Well, you didn't say anything about bein' fit.You said if anyone was willin' to take it up, to stay with the game, to come on.""Yes, yes, I know, Ike.I did say that, and I meant that," said Shock."But, Ike, you know that the Apostle calls those who belong to the church 'saints of God.'""Saints, eh? Well, I aint no saint, I can tell you that.Guess I'm out of this combination.No, sir, I aint no paradox--paragon, Imean." Ike remembered the Kid's correction.
His disappointment and perplexity were quite evident.After hearing Shock's invitation from the pulpit it had seemed so plain, so simple.
His answer rendered Shock desperate.
"Look here, Ike, I am going to be plain with you.You won't mind that?""Wade right in."
"Well, you sometimes swear, don't you?"
"Yes, that's so.But I've pretty much quit, unless there's some extraordinary occasion.""Well, you drink, don't you?"
"Why, sure.When I can git it, and git it good, which aint easy in this country now.""And you sometimes fight?"
"Well," in a tone almost of disappointment, "there aint nobody wantin' to experiment with me in these parts any longer.""And you gamble? Play poker for money, I mean?""Oh, well, I don't profess to be the real thing," replied Ike modestly, as if disclaiming an excellence he could hardly hope to attain, "but I ginerally kin stay some with the game.""Now, Ike, listen to me.I'm going to give it to you straight."Ike faced his minister squarely, looking him fair in the eyes.
"You have been doing pretty much as you like all along.Now, if you join the church you are swearing solemnly to do only what Jesus Christ likes.You give your word you will do only what you think He wants.You see? He is to be your Master.""Yes," said Ike."Yes, that's so.That's right.""In everything, remember."
