RHAID fod y milflwyddiant wedi gwawrio yng Nghymru. Y mae Ficer y Rhos wedi taflu ei hun, gorph ac enaid, i'r mudiad diwygiadol, yn gymaint felly fel ag i gynhal cyfarfod gweddi undebol o fewn muriau ei eglwys. Parhaodd y cyfarfod am ddwy awr a hanner, ac yr oedd pob gweinidog Ymneillduol yn yr ardal yn bresennol. Dechreuwyd y gwasanaeth gan weinidog y Bedyddwyr, a dygwyd ef i derfyn gan weinidog y Methodistiaid Calfinaidd.
HELYNT YR IAITH. Ai doeth defnyddio rhagor nag un iaith mewn cyfarfod diwygiadol ? Mewn ami i ardal yn Nghymru y mae yn bwnc dadleuol p'un a'i yn Saesneg neu yn Gymraeg y dylid cynhal y cyfar- fodydd ym mlaen. Mae dyfodiad yr "achos Seisnig" i'r gwahanol bentrefi wedi rhanu'r bobl ers blynyddau i ddau ddosbarth y bynheddig a'r cyffredin. Y mae'r adran fyn- heddig-y siopwyr cefnog, y gwyr proffeswrol, a'r uchelwyr cymdeithasol — yn mynychu'r Inglis Cos tra y gwelir y ffermwyr cyffredin, y gweithwyr cyflog, a'r morwynion yn tyrru i'r capel Cymraeg. Ond yr anffawd yw mai yn y cylchoedd Cymreig y torrodd y Diwygiad allan! Mae hyn wedi achosi peth pryder eisoes. Y weddi a'r emyn yw offerynau mawr y Diwygiad, ac mae'n well gan fwyafrif blaenoriaid ac aelodau yr achosion Seisnig i anerch Gorsedd Gras yn hen iaith yr aelwyd, tra mai'r hen emynau a gysegrwyd yn niwygiad '59 sy'n codi'r hwyl yn y mudiad presenol eto ac mae gorfod troi yn ol at yr hen iaith a'i chyfoeth yn achos trwbwl meddwl i lawer oeddent wedi ymwadu a hi ers amser hir. Bu'r anhawsder ieithyddol yma yn achos blinder Yn Ruabon ddiwedd yr wythnos a aeth heibio. Yr oedd yr eglwys Annibynol Seisnig a fugeilir gan y Parch. Pandy Thomas yn cynnal cwrdd Diwygiadol yno, ac aeth nifer o Gymry yno i'w cynorthwyo mae'n debyg. Ymysg yr ymwelwyr oedd y merchedos ieuainc sy'n mynd ar draws y wlad i gynhal cyfarfodydd diwygiadol, a dechreuodd rhai o honynt ganu a gweddio yn Gymraeg. Yr oedd hyn yn ormod o beth mewn capel Seisnig, ac er fod Miss Florrie Evans (yr hon a hawlia mai hi a ddiwygiwyd gyntaf yn y mudiad presennol) yn ceisio anerch y dorf ni wrandaw- ent ami. Apeliodd y gweinidog ar iddynt siarad yn Saesneg, ond waeth hynny na rhagor yr oedd yr Ysbryd yn eu cymhell i siarad yn Gymraeg, a'r canlyniad fu i lawer o'r dorf ymadael a'r capel mewn dirmyg a thymer ddrwg iawn. Ceisiodd yr organydd hefyd foddi swn gweddiau y merched, ond oil yn ofer, a bu raid gohirio y cwrdd Diwygiadol hwn. Onid LIadd yr Ysbryd a wneir drwy ymddygiadau o'r fath ? Mae digon o le i feirniadu y Diwygiad a'i hyrwyddwyr heblaw dwyn i fewn eto ymraniadau'r iaith. E eallai y gellir goddef ambell i weddi Gymraeg mewn oedfa Saesneg, neu weddi Saesneg mewn oedfa Gymraeg, ond yn sicr gwell yw cadw y pethau hyn ar wahan. Yr ydym wedi cael engreifftiau ddigon eisoes yn Llundain fod cymysgu'r ieithoedd yn lladd yr ysbryd, ac fod y caneuon haner-digrifol a ddefnyddir gan Torrey ac Alexander, i oedfa Gymraeg sydd wedi ei thanio a difrifoldeb y weddi a'r emyn Cymreig, yn gyrru'r addolwyr o'r naill eithafion i'r llall; a phan fo'r teimladau yn cael eu cynhyrfu ar adeg bybyr o'r fath nid rhyfedd fod pobl yn colli eu tymher ac yn rhedeg allan o'r addoldy fel ag a wnaed gan Saeson balch Ruabon. Fe all Sais neu Gymro edmygu y naill a'r llall yn traddodi pregeth hyawdl, ond yn sicr mae balchder cenedlaethol y naill a'r llall yn rhwystr iddynt fod yn ddiwygwyr i'w gilydd. Byddai'r Sais yn ei ystyiied yn ddiraddiad mawr arno orfod mynd i Gymru ddirmygedig am ei iach- awdwriaeth moesol, tra y byddai'r Cymro o'r ochr arall yn ormod o annibynwr i osod cadwed- igaeth ei enaid i ofal Sais. Yr unig ffordd yw cadw y naill yn glir oddiwrth y llall oherwydd mae digon o faes gan y naill a'r llall i weithio ynddo am flynyddau lawer. T. J.
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"Don't go," he said, "I'll tell you all, since I have begun. Jacob's ghost came to me about a week ago, but I cursed him and would not let him speak. He came night after night, and I would not allow him to say a word, but simply cursed him for putting me in gaol. Last night I was worn out and just dozing off to sleep, when he appeared again, and before I could pull myself together, he told me that the money and notes were hidden in the ground near the big oak at the corner of Coed Shon by Pwll Du, but that they must not be disturbed till after twelve o'clock to-night." Trevor gazed hard at Jonah as he told this surprising story, and endeavoured to plumb the depths of his sombre soul. Was his client a stupid, innocent, much-tried man, or was he a crafty criminal, trying to ease an unquiet conscience by making what restitution he could without running more risks than he could help ? Trevor could not make up his mind. Did he tell you why the money should not be disturbed before to-night ?" he asked. "No," said Jonah, relapsing into his usual sullen tone, but I suppose he wanted the money to be found when my trial was on, and so be sure I should be hanged. Everybody will believe that if I knew where the body and the money were I knew how Jacob came by his death." Trevor's face suddenly brightened. Cheer up, Jonah," he said. "I believe you are telling the truth. I don't see what object you could have to tell so clumsy a lie. I will go and see the Chief Constable and Arrange to have somebody by the oak tree at twelve to- night. We shall know all about it before your case comes on to-morrow." "Thank you, Mr. Trevor," replied Jonah gloomily. I am glad I told you, whatever comes of it. I am innocent, and so this ought to be in my favour. I leave it all to you. I would sooner be hanged than live the last week over again." Trevor was as good as his word. He went and reported the startling new development to the Chief Constable. The Chief, who felt that this was the greatest event of his professional life, was intensely interested, and promised to be at the spot himself with a posse of police. "If I may suggest," said Trevor, "don't have too many, or it may excite suspicion. The fewer the better, and as you want to escape observation, the men had better not be in uniform." "That is so," said the Chief, "I shall go up myself with only two good men with me." It was a wild temptestuous night in early November. When the little party reached Coed Shon an hour before midnight, it was raining hard, and fitful gusts of wind whistled through the bare trees. The policemen hid themselves in a copse a short distance away from the big oak. Not a whisper was exchanged, but all three stood stiff, and cold, and wet, biding their time, and not knowing what to expect. Was the whole thing a hoax ? Or was it the mad product of a disordered brain ? Or was it the wild impulse of a guilty conscience ? It must be twelve, sir," at last said Sergeant Jenkins to the Chief. Let us wait another five minutes," replied the Chief Constable. I dare not turn on my bull's eye to see the time." A moment later a sound fell upon their listening ears,-the sound of a man stumbling through the wood in their direction. A twig snapped, and the man muttered an oath beneath his breath. Presently his dark figure could be seen by the watchers emerging out of the shadow cf the wood and proceeding towards the big oak. He knelt on the damp ground, and for a few seconds fumbled about. Then he began to rake up the earth with some instrument like a knife. "Now's our time 1" whispered the Chief in a sharp tone of command. Jenkins, you go between him and the wood. Jones and I will try and secure him unawares." The man was still on his knees, busily grubbing llP the moist soil, having eyes for nothing else. Swiftly and silently the three watchers crept nearer. When about ten yards away, the Chief suddenly turned his bull's-eye on the stooping figure. While he was still dazed and blinded by the flash, the policemen were upon him. Before he could stir hand or foot, he had been handcuffed by Sergeant Jenkins. When the miserable wretch realised what had happened, he screamed and struggled, and raved; he protested his innocence and cursed his captors alternately. The burly sergeant was almost as exhausted as his prisoner by the time his struggles ceased. Come, Dan Jones," said the Chief Constable, -for the man was none other than the "Colonel,"—"it is no good struggling,-we are three to one. So you had better come along quietly with us." In the light of the Chiefs bull's-eye lantern, Police-Constable Jones finished the work which had been begun by the "Colonel." He had only dug a foot or so when he unearthed a roll of bank notes and some loose gold. A hurried examination proved the notes to bear the numbers of the notes which Jacob was known to have upon him on the day of his murder. The Chief carefully put the notes and money in his breast pocket, and then, aided by his two subordinates, he marched the "Colonel" to the Llandilo lock-up. At the police station, the Colonel" was duly cautioned and charged with the murder of Jacob Pugh. He did not blench or equivocate. He confessed his crime, and was only curious about the reasons which induced the police to set a watch at Coed Shon. When he was told that Jacob's ghost had appeared to Jonah, he exclaimed, I ought to have known that the old skinflint would never let me enjoy his money. But it was a near thing I meant to sail to America next week." "And let an innocent man hang?" said the Chief. The world would be no poorer if the whole family were killed or hanged," he replied callously. "Jonah is no better than Jacob, though he had nothing to do with this." By the first train the Colonel was brought to Carmarthen. The solitary criminal case was that of Jonah. The Grand Jury brought in a true bill against him, in ignorance of Daniel Jones's confession. But the news soon began to be whispered in court, and the counsel for the prosecution seemed to have an inkling of the fact before he finished his opening speech. Immediately he sat down, the Chief Constable whispered in his ear. Amid tense silence, counsel rose again and informed the court of the fresh development. Within a few moments Jonah was discharged, amid the congratulations of the Bench and the Bar, and the cheers of the crowded court. Jonah became a popular hero for the hour. He was mobbed in the street, he was invited to drink with a host of sympathisers, he could hardly force his way to his compart- ment in the train for the throng that pressed upon him. Jonah, however, preserved a stolid demeanour throughout. He refused all invita- tions to drink, and hurried home by the first train available. At the next Assizes Daniel Jones was tried on his own confession and convicted of the wilful murder" of Jacob Pugh. He expressed no contrition either for the murder or for his subsequent silence which nearly led to the death of Jonah Pugh. He walked to the gallows, erect and unafraid, seemingly troubled by neither fear for the future nor remorse for the past.