I 'd have done it too , believe ME . Mr. Leavitt did put a stop to it , but Fiske kept on with his meetings until Charley Douglas put an end to his career in the Glen . Mrs. Charley had been out in California all winter . She 'd been real melancholy in the fall -- religious melancholy -- it ran in her family . Her father worried so much over believing that he had committed the unpardonable sin that he died in the asylum . So when Rose Douglas got that way Charley packed her off to visit her sister in Los Angeles . She got perfectly well and came home just when the Fiske revival was in full swing . She stepped off the train at the Glen , real smiling and chipper , and the first thing she saw staring her in the face on the black , gable-end of the freight shed , was the question , in big white letters , two feet high , ` Whither goest thou -- to heaven or hell ? ' That had been one of Fiske 's ideas , and he had got Henry Hammond to paint it . Rose just gave a shriek and fainted ; and when they got her home she was worse than ever . Charley Douglas went to Mr. Leavitt and told him that every Douglas would leave the church if Fiske was kept there any longer . Mr. Leavitt had to give in , for the Douglases paid half his salary , so Fiske departed , and we had to depend on our Bibles once more for instructions on how to get to heaven . After he was gone Mr. Leavitt found out he was just a masquerading Methodist , and he felt pretty sick , believe ME . Mr. Leavitt fell short in some ways , but he was a good , sound Presbyterian . '' `` By the way , I had a letter from Mr. Ford yesterday , '' said Anne . `` He asked me to remember him kindly to you . '' `` I do n't want his remembrances , '' said Miss Cornelia , curtly . `` Why ? '' said Anne , in astonishment . `` I thought you liked him . ''
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