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Jack Rose's Message to the World
In Pointing Out How Easy the Path to the Underworld Is Made by
Society For Those Who Have Erred, He Is Doing a Great Work.
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX
(Copyright, 1914, by Star Company.)
GOD sent us here to make mis
takes—
To strive, to fall, to begin;
To taste the tempting fruit of sin
And find what bitter food it makes.
To miss the path, to go astray.
To wander blindly In the night.
But searching, praying for the light
Until at last we find the way.
And looking back upon the past,
We know we need all the strain
Of fear and doubt and strife and
pain
To make us value peace at last.
Who fails, finds later triumph sweet.
Who stumbles once, walks then with
care,
And knows the place to cry "Be
ware!"
To other unaccustomed feet.
Through strife the slumbering soul
awakes.
We learn on error's troubled route
The truths we could not prize
without
The sorrow of our sad mistakes.
Ii I have heard a
«?reat many minis
ters of the gospel,
Jpreachers, prl est s,
reformers and phil
ant hrop I st s talk
about the causes of
evil In the world and
the need of reform;
heard them describe
what reforms were
needed and just how
good folks could
best help bad people
to be better. I have
heard sermons and
lectures given to the
young and to the
parents of the young, and Invariably
one and all of these addresses con
tained ideas worthy of serious thought
and respectful consideration.
But the most compelling, far
reaching and absorbing conversation
I ever heard on these subjects, and
the talk which left most lasting im
pressions, and which most clearly de
fined the needs of "good society" to
reform, was given by a man who
barely escaped the electric chair. Jack
Rose by name.
Jack Roso Is a Remarkable 'Man,
Doing Much Needed Work
Jack Rose is a remarkable man.
And he is doing one of the most need
ed works in the whole long list of
reforms attempted by innumerable
men and women in the world to-day.
The Rev. I. H. Brown, of South Nor
walki Conn., who first induced Jack
Rose to speak to his congregation,
should be crowned by laurels. He had
talked with the man who turned
State's evidence for several weeks at
various times. Then he went to him
and said:
"You have expressed the hope that
the world would often up to you some
method by which you could earn an
honest livelihood for your family. I
have found the way. Ever since I
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SATURDAY EVENING,
first talked with you my sermons have
| been made out of the subjects you
I gave mo. You are full of ideas. Come
I and talk to my people yourself, and
then your way will open to talk to
others. That Is your career as I see it.
In that work you can do more to help
the world than in any other."
Thereupon a very lively hornets nest
seemed to be stirred up by the Rev.
Mr. Brown. Good, moral, well-be
haved people rose en masse in his
church and declared that he must not
and should not let a bad man stand In
his pulpit and talk to them—to them,
God's elect!
But Mr. Rose did speak to them,
even when his life and that of his
sponsor were threatened.
And after he had once spoken, pub
lic sentiment changed, and everybody
realized that Jack Rose had some
thing to say which the public at large
needed to hear.
That which most people expected
to hear—things about the great politK
cal murder scandal—they do not hear.
Eu l they learn how It was that one
man, and many other men, came Into
the underworld where crime breeds.
They learn how Jack Rose, a small
Russian boy, brought to this country
at the age of three, and living in the
I poor districts of our American cities,
found himself at an early age an ob
ject of ridicule and a butt of jests be
cause he had come out of a long
fever illness absolutely bald, like an
old man. He was an oddity. When
he went to school children who were
better off than he, and whose parents
believe themselves to be good Chris
tians, they tortured the sensitive
child-heart by their rude and unkind
jests at his appearance.
His is not a solitary case. Only a
few years ago a little deformed girl
of fifteen committed suicide In New
York, leaving a note saying she no
longer cared to live because her school
mates ridiculed her humped back so
heartlessly.
The school this girl attended was
above Fifty-eighth street, and her
companions were well-dressed chil
dren, who came from homes of com
fort and who attended Sunday school
religiously.
Jack Rose began to stay away from
(school, and to run about the streets
I with other truant boys. After several
reprimands he was taken by the tru
ant master and put in a house of cor
rection.
When he came out of this place he
, was branded everywhere as a boy who
had a bad record—one for good boys
to shun.
lie Touches Too I,if>litl.v on the Fail
ures of Parents
Jack Rose touches too lightly on
the enormous sin of parents who fail
to teach their children from the
cradle up humanity and kindness and
I the courtesy which make it impossible
i for them to ridicule less fortunate
children.
He should dilate to greater length
on this point.
lie talks forcibly and earnestly re
garding the great educational crime of
sending out rough and unsympathetic
men as truant masters and allowing
not near him I think I love him. Will
you kindly tell me what to do about
It? TROUBLED.
When you are near him you don't
think much of him? If you married
him. you would have to be near him
the rest of your life. You don't love
him, arid must not drift Into an en
gagement. So see no more of him.
BEFORE TEN
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
| Would like to know the proper time
| for a young girl eighteen years of age
HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH
them to railroad a boy or girl Into
houses of correction, where they asso
ciate with others who are more un
ruly than themselves, and from which
they go forth bearing a brand of Cain.
He makes a plea for more sym
pathy and more understanding from
the truant masters; a plea to have
truant and unruly children led away
from the wrong paths Into right ways
by wise and loving methods not
driven like made dogs into some place
of punishment.
After this man came from the house
of correction he many times tried to
get a new start In right ways. There
is always In every human heart this
Impulse—this longing to do right. And
it was a very strong impulse in the
heart of Jack Rose. But the way was
very difficult, and no sooner would
he get a foothold than some one
reminded him of his past, and the
new friends and associates in the up
per world would draw back and finallj
it was borne in upon his mind that he
belonged in the underworld. For
there people did not ask for creden
tials, and there you had nothing to
hide and no cause to feel ashamed ol
your past.
And so Jack Rose went Into the
underworld to become a gambler and
a politician of the New York Tain
many type.
All that happened to him afterward
we knew; but what concerns us is the
CAUSE which made him what he
was.
It was no inborn badness; no ten
dency or taste for evil. It was poverty
first, linked with the cruel heartless
ness of children better situated than
himself. Next, It was the brutal meth
ods permitted by our educational sys
tem of punishing truant children.
The Unchristian Spirit of the World
Makes Reform Hard
And, finally, the unchrist-llke spirit
of the world in general toward those
who try to follow the Master's com
mand to "go and sin no more," and
who find nowhere to 'go"; nowhere
that their old mistakes do not stand in
the way and prevent progress onward
and upward, because of the lack of
charity and sympathy in the hearts of
good people who had never been tried
and tempted by adverse circumstances
and unfortunate environment.
These are a few of the many points
which Jack Rose brings sharply to
the front In his talks.
There is no reformed-sinner pose
about him: no talk about being re
deemed and saved. He knows he
has been through hell fire already
for his misdeeds, and he does not
imagine he is past paying the pen
alty for all his mistakes. He ex
pects to continue paying Interest in
time to come. But lie is a man deeply
in earnest in trying to make the world
understand how lie came to be what
he was, and how such a place as the
underworld came to exist. He is try
ing to show good people just how easy
they make the path to that under
world for weak or weary men and wo
men, and just how hard they make the
path to the upperworld.
All that he says is worth hearing
land thinking over.
Ito come hime when taking a walk
I with a young man in the evening.
CARRIE.
I think she should be home before
ten, and never remain later unless at
some place of amusement.
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She really aeemuu vn) ixiuch upset,
but not belligerently so. "I'd never
be happy if New York should imagine
I'd been Jilted, or the subject of a
practical Joke," she began simply. "My
excuse for throwing you over is a very
good one—my engagement to the earl
of Cortland."
He bowed, too puzzled to find any
words.
"After a few hours' talk with Ran
kin I became convinced that a mar
raige between you and me never would
have been a happy one."
Again Broadway nodded. He could
quite agree with that.
"Hence my decision to marry the
earl." She went closer to him almost
pleadingly. "I've played fair with you,
Jackson; now I want you to do the
same by me."
Til do anything you ask," he fer
vently assured her. "Anything with
in reason, Mrs. Gerard.
"All I ask is that you keep my
secret."
"I will. What- ia it?"
"You really don't know?"
| "No, "Mrs. Gerard."
After another tiny hesitation she
held out her hand to Rankin. "May I
present the earl of Cortland?" she
said, leading the abashed butler for
ward.
"What!" Broadway was astonished
almost to the point of physical col
lapse.
i "It's true," she went on gravely.
"We've had a thorough understanding,
and Rankin has agreed to become an
earl."
j Again Broadway's surprise was al-
I most more than he could quietly sup
port.
"Oh, don't be astonished! It's my
I only protection. Have I your solemn
promise that you'll not divulge the se
i cret?"
"I give you my word of honor," he
said fervently.
"Very well. Ooodby!"
He earnestly shook hands with her.
"Goodby, Mrs. Gerard. I hope you
will be very happy.'.' I
"It isn't a question of happiness,;
Jackson," she said slowly, and in a
; way that somewhat worried him. "I
simply don't want to be humiliated.
You understand?"
"Yes; I understand, Mrs. Gerard." !
She turned to the earl of Cortland.'
"Shake hands with Mr. Jones, Ran
kin."
Jackson pulled him to one side, al- 1
| most indignantly. - See here, Rankin,
I do you mean to tell me that you'd do
j such a mean contemptible thing as
! to marry a woman deliberately for her i
money?"
"Yes, sir," said Rankin very gravely,
"and thank you, sir, for the opportu- j
! nity."
"Come, earlie," Mrs. Gerard called j
softly.
"Yes, Beatrice." He dropped the
hand of his erstwhile employer and I
took the arm of his affianced wife. !
| "We have Just six minutes before
train time," she admonished him, and
turned to Broadway, who was stand
ing, dazed. "Goouby!"
| He had gone back to the house and
was standing leaning somewhat weak
ly against a pillar of the porch, unable
even to make her presence known to
| the two girls whose laughing, low
j toned gossip he could hefir from be
| hind the vinos, when Wallace came
jup with his father. He listened to
■ his friend's remarks mechanically.
] "Yes," he was saying, "the entire
population of the town is about four
I thousand. The plant employs about
seven hundred." Then, catching sight
of Broadway: "There's Jackson now.
Tell him what you Just told me."
Broadway went to meet them, glad
j to have the opportunity to test life
I and make sure that it was real, even
j if the proof showed that the elder
| Wallace was entirely hostile.
"They offered you a million and a
j half, didn't they?" naked Bob.
"Yes, that's what they offered—a
million and a half."
"Mr. Jones," said the elder Wallace,
not without enthusiasm, "my son has
been telling me of the grand, single
handed fight that you are making '
• against this giant corporation. I ad
! mire your pluck, sir."
Broadway looked ?.t him with real
surprise and hearty gratitude. It
seemed that even this was coming
out all right!
"You deserve all the encouragement
and assistance possible," said this sud
denly delightful gentleman. "Your
loyalty to the people of this little
town is commendable, sir. You de
j serve great credit, and I want to shake
; your hand."
i "Thanks, Mr. Wallace, but the credit
really belongs to Bob." The delight
which Broadway felt was plainly aud
ible in his voice.
Bob laughed. "I knew he'd say
that!"
"He has told me of your modesty,"
said the elder Wallace. "I am very
proud that you have taken him into
the firm, and if advertising has any
market value we'll fight them to a fin
ish. I have promised my son to return
here Monday morning. I may have a
proposition to put before you. I'd
like to see him an equal partner In »
business with such a promising fu
ture."
"I don't know what to say, Mr. Wal
lace," Broadway answered, and he
really did not.
I "Monday will be time enough," the<
1 aider Wallace answered genially. "1 i
have an appointment with Pembroke j
at his house tomorrow. After I have j
had ten minutes' walk with him I
promise you that the Consolidated
people will make no further attempts I
to absorb. But now I must go. Good |
night!"
Jackson grasped his hand with fer
vor. What a night this was!
"Going to motor back?" asked Bob.
"Yes; I prefer my motor car to the
railroad. See you Monday. Good
night!"
"Isn't it like a dream?" asked Bob
after the last glimmer of glow from
the car's headlight had vanished down
the road.
"I can't believe it's true."
"He wants to buy a half Interest in
your business. Did ycu get that?"
"All I want is enough to pay my
debts."
Bob laughed. "Don't tell him that;
he's a business man!"
"But—"
"I think you'd better let me handle
that for you."
"Will you? Fine!" It suddenly oc
curred to him that he must tell hi*
friend at once abuui the Rankin-Gerare;
episode, but he did not mean to break
his promise to the ancient bride. "Say, j
Bob, I've Just —I've Just had a tele- '
phone message from Now York. What
do you think has happened?"
"Go on, tell me."
"Mrs. Gerard has denied her engage
ment to me and is going to marry the
earl of Cortland.",
Wallace took this in a gulp of joy.
"Honestly?"
"I Just got the word."
"A million congratulations, old pal!"
In a mad enthusiasm he shook hands
with Broadway. "Three cheers for
everybody in the world!"
Broadway seized him and, in an ac
cess of perfect satisfaction with the
way the world was wagging they
danced there in the moonlight
"The earl of Cortland?" Bob ex
claimed at length. "Who the deuce ,
is he? I never heard of him."
i "I have. I've seen him."
"You have? What does he look:
like?"
Broadway paused, as if in thought, j
"Well, he's the very image of—say, '
you know my butler?"
! "Rankin?"
"Yes. Well, he looks just like him.
You'd hardly know them apart."
| "You don't say?"
1 "Yas; a wonderful resemblance."
"I wonder what became of Rankin?"
Bob speculated idly. He had liked
Rankin.
I "I think he surmised I was going
1 to locate here and lie didn't like the
town."
Bob nodded. "Gone, ig he? Well,
j maybe that was it."
I The girls caught sight of them as
\ they approached the house and Clara
ran to them. "Oh, there you are!
Where's your father, Bob?"
| "He's gone."
"Oh, I wanted to see him!"
"You'll see him Monday." He
laughed. "Come on. Let's go and get
an orange ice-cream soda."
"Oh, let's! Come on, Josie."
i "We'll be right along," said Broad
way. "You g on ahead."
Josie came down the steps with less
precipitancy than Clara, but she did
not really hesitate. Broadway went
to her with hand outstretched to help
and that peculiarly earnest face he
always wore when thinking deeply,
even of the most delightful subjects.
"Do you care if I call you 'Josie'?"
he inquired. "He calls her 'Clara' and
she calls him 'Bob.' "
"Why, that's my name," said she
with the simplicity of the frank coun
try maiden.
He wasted not a moment's time.
"That's not the reason I'm so anxious
to," he said. "It's because I'm fond
of you. I love you, Josie."
"Why, how can you oay such a
thing?"
"Oh, I know, you heard I was en
gaged, but I'm not," he eagerly ex
plained. "That was all a joke. I
can't explain it all now. Will you j
marry me, Josie?"
» "What!"
"I mean it; honestly, I do! What
I've needed, all along, was an incen
tive."
He was very earnest; perhaps he
was not quite aware that he was slip
ping into words which she might pos
sibly remember.
"What I've needed all along was an
Incentive —something to work for.
That's what I've needed all my life.
My—er—grandfather had something
to work for and he handed It down to
his children; now I want something to
work for, which I can hand down to
our—"
"Why, Mr. Jones!" He did not even
know that she was blushing. He was
far too much in earnest.
"Don't call ma Mr. Jones. You
know what I want you to call me. Go
on. Let me hear you say it, as you
used to say it"
"Jackson V
"No; call me 'Broadway.'"
"Why? Do you still love Broad
way?"
"I don't quite know," he answered
es he gently drew her toward him and
then kissed her.
i She did not resist or protest,
j "Come on," he presently suggested.
/Let's you and mo go get some ice
cream soda, too."
I THE END
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