Such was the effect of this simple piece of crape that more than one woman of delicate nerves was forced to leave the meeting-house . Yet perhaps the pale-faced congregation was almost as fearful a sight to the minister as his black veil to them . Mr. Hooper had the reputation of a good preacher , but not an energetic one : he strove to win his people heavenward by mild , persuasive influences rather than to drive them thither by the thunders of the word . The sermon which he now delivered was marked by the same characteristics of style and manner as the general series of his pulpit oratory , but there was something either in the sentiment of the discourse itself or in the imagination of the auditors which made it greatly the most powerful effort that they had ever heard from their pastor 's lips . It was tinged rather more darkly than usual with the gentle gloom of Mr. Hooper 's temperament . The subject had reference to secret sin and those sad mysteries which we hide from our nearest and dearest , and would fain conceal from our own consciousness , even forgetting that the Omniscient can detect them . A subtle power was breathed into his words . Each member of the congregation , the most innocent girl and the man of hardened breast , felt as if the preacher had crept upon them behind his awful veil and discovered their hoarded iniquity of deed or thought . Many spread their clasped hands on their bosoms . There was nothing terrible in what Mr. Hooper said -- at least , no violence ; and yet with every tremor of his melancholy voice the hearers quaked . An unsought pathos came hand in hand with awe . So sensible were the audience of some unwonted attribute in their minister that they longed for a breath of wind to blow aside the veil , almost believing that a stranger 's visage would be discovered , though the form , gesture and voice were those of Mr. Hooper . At the close of the services the people hurried out with indecorous confusion , eager to communicate their pent-up amazement , and conscious of lighter spirits the moment they lost sight of the black veil . Some gathered in little circles , huddled closely together , with their mouths all whispering in the centre ; some went homeward alone , wrapped in silent meditation ; some talked loudly and profaned the Sabbath-day with ostentatious laughter . A few shook their sagacious heads , intimating that they could penetrate the mystery , while one or two affirmed that there was no mystery at all , but only that Mr. Hooper 's eyes were so weakened by the midnight lamp as to require a shade . After a brief interval forth came good Mr. Hooper also , in the rear of his flock . Turning his veiled face from one group to another , he paid due reverence to the hoary heads , saluted the middle-aged with kind dignity as their friend and spiritual guide , greeted the young with mingled authority and love , and laid his hands on the little children 's heads to bless them . Such was always his custom on the Sabbath-day . Strange and bewildered looks repaid him for his courtesy . None , as on former occasions , aspired to the honor of walking by their pastor 's side .
Old Squire Saunders -- doubtless XXXXX an accidental lapse of memory -- neglected to invite Mr. Hooper to his table , where the good clergyman had been wont to bless the food almost every Sunday since his settlement .
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