The heart thus yields to the dictates of the head. Along the street he went and ran in at the door of the Winesburg Eagle. On the window, made of little leaded panes, was a design showing the Christ laying his hand upon the head of a child.
He began to remember that when he was a student in college and occasionally read novels, good although somewhat worldly women, had smoked through the pages of a book that had once fallen into his hands.
The house next door to the Presbyterian Church, through the windows of which the minister had seen the sight that had so upset him, was occupied by two women. To George Willard, who was tramping up and down in the office undergoing a struggle of his own, he began to talk half incoherently.
As he sat in the study of his own house, hard at work on a sermon, he would become nervous and begin to walk up and down the room. I will besiege this school teacher.
It was long and narrow and swung outward on a hinge like a door. He wondered if the flame of the spirit really burned in him and dreamed of a day when a strong sweet new current of power would come like a great wind into his voice and his soul and the people would tremble before the spirit of God made manifest in him.
With a final outburst of weeping she half arose, and in the presence of the man who had waited to look and not to think thoughts the woman of sin began to pray.
The Bible fell, making a great clatter in the silence. The minister had thought himself fortunate in marriage and had never permitted himself to think of other women. With a cry, the minister smashes the window through which he is peeking, rushes to the Winesburg Eagle office and there tells the bewildered George Willard: From wanting to reach the ears of Kate Swift, and through his sermons to delve into her soul, he began to want also to look again at the figure lying white and quiet in the bed.
And then something would happen. God has appeared to me in the person of Kate Swift, the school teacher, kneeling naked on a bed. Yet Curtis Hartman, a respected pillar of society, turns out to be a peeping tom.
The elders of the church like him because he was quiet and unpretentious and Mrs. He launches into a speech about the perfect woman, encouraging the little girl to be that woman, whose name, he insists, will be "Tandy. Sitting in the chair and gripping the edge of the desk on which lay the Bible he stared into the darkness thinking the blackest thoughts of his life.
In the soul of the minister a struggle awoke.Year Published: Language: English Country of Origin: United States of America Source: Anderson, S. () Winesburg, Ohio.
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The text begins: THE STRENGTH OF GOD, concerning the Reverend Curtis Hartman THE REVEREND Curtis Hartman was pastor of the Presbyterian Church of Winesburg, and had been in that position ten years.
He was forty years old, and by his nature very silent and reticent. In “The Strength of God,” one of Sherwood Anderson’s most striking stories, Curtis Hartman, a local pastor in the small town of Winesburg, Ohio, finds himself at a split: while preparing his weekly service, as he always does, in his small study on top of his chruch’s bell tower, he notices a young woman from her bedroom window, reading.
Curtis Hartman, a reverend at the Presbyterian Church in the town of Winesburg, is a deeply religious man, whom acquaintances have a lot of respect for.
Though an experienced minister of ten years, Hartman still finds himself nervous and uncomfortable 3/5(3). One night in January when it was bitter cold and snow lay deep on the streets of Winesburg Curtis Hartman paid his last visit to the room in the bell tower of t.
Curtis Hartman, a reverend at the Presbyterian Church in the town of Winesburg, is a deeply religious man, whom acquaintances have a lot of respect for. Though an experienced minister of ten years, Hartman still finds himself nervous and 3/5(3).Download