The time came for the final vote on the bill, and the reading clerk began to call the roll. Carter, not knowing why, looked over to the left side gallery at the seats behind the members’ gallery, near where the member from his own district had been seated a few minutes before.

Who was that, seated there in the crowd of eager interested visitors? He looked again—and yes, it was Jesus!

He sat there, unknown to the crowd about him, his calm look directed down into the House, his unearthly yet all-human attitude suggesting the invariable quiet of the Man, that unparalleled self-control and absence of unrest which mankind knows. He sat there like an average man, only different.

The clerk continued loudly calling names. Carter checked them off mentally, even as he continued his fascinated gaze over to the spot where Jesus sat. The clerk called the name of the member from his district, and heard the answer, “Aye.” Several members near him looked over in real surprise. He himself sat bolt upright with a half-defiant look, as if challenging his right to vote as he did, but evidently his action was so great a surprise as to create a momentary sensation.

The roll call went on and Carter realized, even before the final announcement was made by the Speaker, that a great temperance measure had passed the House of Representatives by a very large majority. He looked again at the figure seated in the back of the members’ gallery. What a sensation it would cause if this distinguished visitor should suddenly be discovered! Carter found himself wondering what Jesus would do.

But he was not known, and he continued to sit there in his usual perfectly calm manner until the House adjourned, going out with the other people who had filled the seats near him.

And now, in spite of the fact that he had come all the way from Raymond purposely to find Jesus, Jasper Carter was undecided what to do. At first he was ready to spring up and hasten out after him. Then he asked himself, as he had a score of times since leaving home, “What is it I am really after? What do I want to say to him? What is it all about anyway?”

He was so undecided in his mind that when he finally did get up and go out of the Capitol, leaving by the front entrance, he had not even the intention of trying to hunt up Jesus immediately. He said to himself, “He is in the city. I shall have opportunity to meet him.”