"Is there anything against Mr. Harrison, Brother Goshorn?" asked the elder.
"He's a New Light," said Mr. Goshorn, in a tone that signified his belief that to be a New Light was enough.
"Is he honest and steady?"
"Never heard anything against him as a moralist."
"Well, then, it's my opinion that any member of your class would do better to marry a good, faithful, honest New Light than to marry a hickory Methodist."
Jonas got up like one demented, and ran out of the door and across the street. In a moment he came back, bringing Cynthy Ann in triumph.
"Now, soy them words over again," he said to the presiding elder.
"Sister Cynthy Ann," said the presiding elder, "you really love Brother Harrison?"
"I--I don't know whether it's right to set our sinful hearts on the things of this perishin' world. But I think more of him, I'm afeard, than I had ort to. He's got as good a heart as I ever seed. But Brother Goshorn thought I hadn't orter marry him, seein' he is a onbeliever."
"But I a'n't," said Jonas; "I believe in the Bible, and in everything in it, and in Cynthy Ann and her good Methodist religion besides."