and accusations you cast at me, and offer you true, undying friendship. The longer I listen to you, the more clearly I see that I cannot become a heretic—for a heretic I was born.”
The last shadow of suspicion fled from Andrew’s noble heart when the young man stretched both his hands toward him, and tears gushed from his eyes. Andrew’s eyes also became dim, and his heart quivered with joyous emotion never felt before, when he firmly pressed the harper’s soft, white hand and vowed friendship. He would have thought it a sin when he looked into the beautiful enthusiastic face, to think longer that the harper concealed a traitorous purpose. He now believed that the harper’s soul was thirsting for the faith which alone gives heavenly peace, and gladly he proceeded to grant his wish to tell him all about the principles of the Bohemian Brethren, which he knew would fill his soul with light. The harper grew breathless as he listened.
“Those who became members of the Union
