The Middleburgh post. (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, October 08, 1903, Image 2

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"Will you live with me here, Luella
here in Hope House"
"YtsI V! 1 cr 1 do love you; I do
love jou, John;" i-he cried, sobbing,
and he '.ay still, sm exhausted with
Ins effort, '.hat she rose ut once am!, go
ing tu l!.e door, called tor Miss All-
.'rows n:i I I'onl to come, thinking In1
hnl fallen .nto t!ie slot ) Unit knows
no Wilkin. Hut when they tame they
saw a mi.. n:i his Cue imI a look of
pence there :ii:it was more hoped,. .
Ford sa.d. :.i:.vt!ii:i.' yet reeorih d.
Uvea as il.ey : II !!,rn' simul by hnt
he I. pencil his ' yen mill whispi reil.
"Will oii, iail,a'.' 1 i : :
Sli 1, a:ie.l ox. : ! h.ssed l.:s lips.
nnd t'... : " .. mi !. r lac
which :. r!;- r M.s .Muhvws :ir Ford
l. :i' ! i 1 'il al't r vent mail.' it
She w i : ' .;: ': I.l-mrv
hat t!.. : .r time, invading to
Lave '..;;:.!.'. t!i::t l.e had
sunk ;:: d. at'i. I'.at Fop I cnr.;e !u
l.fler nwiii!" i.ial sac! he was as., i
Mul. w!.:.- at the furthest decree of
taeat'il itttit : ivi '. i .li..asiaiu, tin re was
a -!... nee.
So l.:a ila . i at anil t!: ne.M
few Wir!.. she a -Mil ill a Ml.spcllSr of
feeling that n l'l wiih her an experi
ence la."is'l.le to ileserihe. Kvery day
she cither went to Hope House or hoard
from there. W hen Mic wi nt herself, she
illd not n sh o si e him. The delirium of
1. ra la feer was on him, anil he Knew
no one, not rvi n Foul, Luella shrank
from going lain the room. Ouee she
looked in through the open door. Then
fhu passed uioiig hark into the library,
and tears ran down her face us she
went and sat down near the largo win
dow overlooking the seem; of the lire.
Miss Andrews came In and found her
looking nut at the pluoi'. Most of the
rubbish had been removed, and half a
dozen saloons had gone up on lis many
corners. Tommy Kandnll's double
decker was unfinished, nnd Its incom
plete condition added to the general
dreary biliousness of the prospect.
Luella shuddered nt it nil.
"Is there tiny prospect of getting this
property for your proposed park';'' she
iiskcd as Miss Audrows came over by
the window.
"We do not know yet. You have
Lean! the news of liandall's conviction
in the court of special pleas? Mr.
Chnnihers succeeded in furnishing
proof of conspiracy, and it looks very
much as if lhiudall's day was over.
The election next week will decide his
fate. It looks now os if the present ad-
' 4ilnWtViitioir6irtd bo defeated, nnd the
jfeform party elect a full ticket. In
that case the boss will have to go.' lie
Las already of several lots
uroiind the double decker, and it looks
very much as if lie was j.'ettiiiLr ready
to leave ii:.- city if the election sus
iigiiin.-! hii.i. ll till turns on thai Is-
l.ilella ! " keil Wearily out of the
(liiiv. Tina she turned to Miss An
cirews. "When did the doctor say the-the
crk-is for ilonlon wuiiid he
"In ah.. ut a week," Miss Andrews an
swered gently, lh r whole face and
lnam'er betrayed the nervous strain
under w hich she had been living. Lu
.'ll:i, who had come to know her as
ouee was not possible, admired and
wondered whenever this remarkable
woman w as near her.
"Will the fever leave him any"
"I think not. Of course he will be
very weak fur a long time, but he will
have hope to sustain him mid and
jour promise." Miss Andrews added,
with an effort: "Forgive me. Miss
Marsh. I overheard your promise to
1dm. It probably saved his life."
"lo you think it did?" Luella asked
faintly. She shuddered again and
turned her eyes out of the window and
Wfls silent a long time. Miss Andrews
possessed the quality of keeping still
nnd did not return to say anything
more. After awhile l.uellu Fiiid, "Let
us pray liod that all may be well with
him when the crisis comes."
"Yes, phase !od.'' Miss Andrews
TVhispi red. Then she went out of the
library, and dually after l.uella went
When came into the house, s!it
f'Hilid Mrs. Penrose wailing to see her.
"How is Mr. iJiirdon';" Mrs. Penrosj
JlH';eil the niollli-lll l.llelhl Stepped iutO
the drawing room.
I.llclla told her.
. "Then he is not out of danger?"
"No. The crisis will come next
"Do you care very much, Luella?"
Mrs. Penrose asked somewhat careless-
I..v oilf.'rahle by i-t Urine k
Thai's good ftfiu.niue logic. Foi .pat
ting Into real dlh in inns connnei.J ...
to a woman. The graceful thiug t ;r
him to do would be to die. It wouid
at least save you the awkward bust
ness of explaining away your promise
to Ului. I don't envy you your Inter
view with bu if be lives. I'd sooner
go and live In Hope House all uiy life."
"Ioii't:'' cried Luella. Klie wulked
up nnd down the room like a man,
Mrs. Penrose watching her curiously.
"Of coun.' you never really loved
John fiordon. If you had, no question
of Hope House would ever have risen.
Seeing you have never yet loved uny
one, maybe you will allow me to pn
fecnt the name of a suitor."
Luella stopped in her walk nnd faced
Mrs. Penrose angrily. Mrs. Penrone
continued in the sweetest manlier:
"Archie claims your attention. He
has wearied me witli his persistent
appeals for my pleading in his behalf.
And tills seems as good n time as any
to bring his claims forward. You are
not going tu marry Johu Gordon; there
fore marry somebody. And it cannot
be denied that Archie is somebody, at
least in his own estimation. He has
money, he is no worse than a good
i-aiay oiler young men like him. and
he will not ask you live in 11 ope
House. What more could you ask. l.u
e'laV And what more could I say? It
i.-. i. ot eo-y ilay that one has all offer
of marriage from such a young man as
Are!, i...
l. gam."
Mrs. I
could !" ;n:
o:.e of half a i
"Stop'.'' eric
tion Archie I'c
I If he were t!
I'he occasion will never come
Luella did not answer.
"If he gets well, what then? Will
you marry him?"
Still Luella did not answer. Mrs.
Tenrose eyed her sharply.
"You are unhappy. Luella. Is It ho
rause you are afraid he will die or"
Luella looked up.
"If he liv. will you marry him?"
Airs. Penrose persisted.
"I promised liim that I would nnd
that I would live with him In Hope
House. Hut"- Mrs. Penrose was
va'Bhiug' her closely. Luella was In
need of a confessor, and she went on:
'But I cannot live there. I promised
because I thought he was dying. I was
carried away by my feelings. If I tried
to live there with him, I should be
jrretched and make his life miserable."
"So you have decided to make his
. spoke with ii smile that
pivteil as meaning any I
!o:: n things. I
d Lui'll.i. "Never ni'-n- j
anise's name to nie again, i
nly man lu tiie uui- !
vciw, 1 would never marry him!''
"And yet." continued Mrs. Penrose I
slowly, "you throw away, like an old
fhoe, the true love of a good man situ- j
ply hi cause you are not willing b give
v: i a few of the lleshpots of civiliza
tion. Vanity of vanities, saith the
preacher. Yet wo prize these vanities
beyond the best thing lu the world,
w hich no doubt is love."
"Oh. do not talk to me any more:"
cried Luella. She resumed her wulk,
and Mrs. Penrose placidly resumed her
"Now that I have done my duty by
my nephew at his request I am going
to plead the cause of John Cordon,
though he has not asked me to, Lu
ella, do you realize what you are going
to lling out of your life if you go to
John Cordon and tcH him in cold blood
that you lied to him when you prom
ised to be his wife? He is a young
man of splendid ability and spotless
character. He has chomtn a career that
is unselfish, noble and full of possibili
ties. As his wife you could share iu his
struggles, but no less nlso in his
triumphs. The whole social question
Is nt the front In our republic. Men
who, like John Cordon, stand up for the
rights of humanity, especially the
rights of childhood, are bound to com
mand a hearing from the world. You
aro missing the rarest opportunity a
woman ever had to ally herself with n
man who has something In his plan of
life worthy of effort. What will you
j have to give up? A few baubles that
i make the physical life a little softer
and a few that civilized power can j.ct
, along without and iu the most east si
i lie the better for not having. For the-e I
' baubles you are going to commit an m-i !
ef dcliln rate murder of the best fct lhig I
u woman ever had, murder of love for !
a true man. He is perfectly right to i
demand that you live wiih him i'.i j
Hope House. You would have cw r
reason to despise liila if he did not ask
that of you. A man w ho has a great !
life work like that of John Cordon i
could not ask any woman to share ii
I Willi him who did not gladly accept all
1 that went with it. Pemcinber, Luella.
my married life I" Mrs. Penrose was
: speaking with deep earnestness; she
had been leaning forward, all her usual
careless, reckless manner gone com
pletely. "I married for money. I was
poor. 1 longed for the physical softness
1 of things. 1 need not tell you, Luella.
1 that my marriage was a failure so far
as love is concerned. 1 got the money;
I missed the love. What has It been
j worth? The poorest mother in the city,
i struggling with saddest poverty, but
sure of the love of her husband and
children, has been heavenly happy com
pared witli inc. I? I never had a
home. I had an establishment. 1 am
a homeless woman. I shall grow old
and die without ever having known the
earilily joy of a home. Luella, do you
choose to be one of the army of home
less women in the cities? The poor
envy our line houses, our swell turn
outs, our luxuries, our leisure, our din
ners, our dresses, our money. They
envy hell, for that Is what it all means
when love is absent. John Cordon of
fers you heaven, Luella. You choose
the other place if you refuse him. You
are mad to refuse him, Luella. You
will live to regret it lu time nnd eter
nity." "Oh, do not talk to me any more. 1
Itn miserable over it!" Luella nearly
lost nil control. She threw herself
town on n couch and burled her head
In the cushions. "
Mrs. Tenrose got up nud looked at
her sternly.
"I nlniost wish John Gordon may not
live, for your sake as well ns his," she
Mid. Luella shuddered, nnd Mrs. Pen
rose after a pause went out of the
The crisis for John (Sordini came on
the night of the election day. To Fori
und the others who watched by him
that night It seemed ns if the struggle
being fought out in the city was typi
fied by the struggle going on in John
Cordon's room. Humors of the polltlcnl
battle drifted into Hope House nil day.
r.oth sides were confident Both sides
claimed n victory. It wns righteousness
against all forms of evil that bad
grown secure and Insolent, bat was
now alarmed and fighting for future
existence. Tommy Rau4aU typified !wJ
entire city administration. He Ltd;
used enormous sums of money. The!
tenement district almost solidly voiedj
for him against the friends who, like
Miss Andrews, lived to better their
condition. The whole thins Illustrated
magnificently the regular social degra
dation of American civic life.
As night decpened.und, returns began
to come in slowly there seemed to Ite
no decisive Indications for either side.
Ford, who had been with Gordon from
the beginning, refused to leave, al
though be was thoroughly exhausted.
Gordon sank lower and lower. Twice
they thought he had passed ou. Each
time he rallied. At 2 o'clock he wss
nearer death than he had ever beeu.
From that time on the struggle of life
for the spirit grew stronger. When
dawn came, the doctor lifted his hand
and a grim smile expressed his satis
faction. The crisis was passed, and
John Gordon, by the grace of God, was
to live and struggle on for a few years
more before his spirit should go to God.
who gave It.
Out iu Powen street and around
Hope House the boys were crying out
special election editions. Miss An
drews and Ford could hear the words
"Victory for Kcf.irm ticket! i'riuniph
for law and order!" "( "ha mbei s elect
ed city attorney!" Ford stole down
stairs and got a paper. The little fam
ily of resii'.i nts gathered In the hlir.irv.
The first questions asked were about i
Johu Cordon.
"The doctor says he'll live. Hurrah!" I
Ford cried feebly. He waved the pa- j
per as if that v as the special i.-r-v.s j
that covered its first page with Innvyj
type and m-!.i ; i :: t i hi points. Some
one diseovnd .Miss Andrews over by
the window w ith tears on her face, j
Miss Hammond came up and put an I
arm about her. I
"Grand, isn't it';" Miss Hammond
"Yes. It did not seem possible lu
the night that lie could live."
"Who? Tommy Kaiidall?" Miss
Hammond asked demurely.
Miss Andrews laughed.
"I'm rather unstrung by all this," she
"It Is a good deal, Isn't It? Tommy's
death and Mr. Gordon's life at the
same time. Hut Joy never kills,-does
"It has uever killed Miss Andrews
yet," said Ford. "Hut I don't know
how she will stand all this. I'm afraid
it will go hard with her."
"I will try to accustom myself to It,"
the head of the house answered, smil
ing ou them all. At the breakfast ta
ble no one ever remembered to have
seen her mire interesting or fascinat
ing. Johu Gordon rapidly grew stronger.
When once life had claimed him, it
seemed as if all the forces of good
came to his assistance.
One day when he had become strong
enough he listened with t lit greatest
delight to Ford's account of the elec
tion. "Chambers Is going to make history
for the double decker fellows. There
are over n hundred cases flh ; already.
The atmosphere around t' end of
Howen street Is of a dark blue. Tom
my Handall has skipped out for his
Health and carried with him the boodle
lie was careful imt to use for campaign
purposes. The property out here, In
cluding his uuiinished building, has all
passed into other hands, and the city
is likely to take measures toward con
demnation and purchase, of cowrse
that means lots of legislation and law's
delays, and so forth, hut the gang is
out of the city halls, and (.'handlers and
his gold bowed spectacles will move
things as rapidly as the law permits,
which to my mind is not fast enough
to set anything afire. At the next elec
tion the city ought to make Chnnihers
a king and give him absolute authority
to do as he pleases for the good of the !
city. Put I tell you, Gordon, you '
missed a mighty good fight by being
here the week before the election."
"So did you, luy dear fellow, from j
what I hear of you," said Gordon af
fectionately. "Oh. I hud a good fight over you,"
said Ford. "There were also others.
Miss Marsh came down or sent word
every day. We were all determined not
to let you die. Put 'twas a good tight.
I'm about used up. I tura you over to
Miss Marsh."
"Fin sorry to inlsa you, Ford." Gor
don laughed lightly. "I've no fault to
"I understand. You simply want n
better looking nurse around. Hon't
blame you," said Ford, who wns un
commonly homely and not at all sensi
tive over It.
"I did not say so," replied Gordon,
laughing again. Ho was light hearted.
The world seemed good to him. Tho
victory of the righteous forces In the
city, the defeat of Tommy Haiuhill, the
prospect for the future and, above all.
the thought of Luella lilled him with
Joy. Life was worth living after all.
There would always be battle, but vic
tory was possible; always sorrow nnd
trouble, but (Sod was not dead. Kvery
minute brought healing to him. When.
a few days after. Miss Andrews told
hi in that Miss Marsh wns in the house,
he felt almost equal to his old time en
thusiasm. He was up and dressed, sitting by
Ills window, which overlooked the same
prospect ns that commanded by the ii
, brary window downstairs, when. Luella
stepped into the room.
She had put off coming to sec him as
long ns possible. When she had no
more excuses to offer, Rhe went dowu
Ii Hope House. Gordon of course
asked to see her. He was growing
strong so fast that there was no reason
why he should not see her.
She came elowryjnto the room, nnd
tin Etnrtoil . rlun mirt wnltr fmvnnt hai
- - ...... .......
but he was not eqpal to It and sank
back, smiling at her and not noting In
bis effort the vert grave look In her
face. - Y
"l IWTC been i i . -., ;
purse, Luei.u, ltu I .... . ;
He noted her Pmk .- .i;i i ;-im. : it
troubled by It. hc i . 1 eoee .p u
1.1s chair and put tu ler .d IK'
bad bent over and plated h s hps on it
and felt It to be t rem hi:' and cold.
"What Is the matter? ..u are UL"
"Xo; but. Johu"
She sat down near him and cover)
her face. John Gordon sat very still,
lie did not break the silence.
"Oh, let us not do not ask me to
you are not strong enough. It is cruel
in me to come to you in this way, but
I nm not able to act a part"
"What Is It?" he nsked quietly. She
looked up. He was gazing at ht-r so
gently, so lovingly, that she was deeply
moved. She rose and knec'.e 1 dowu by
him and let him put his hands over
"John." she exclaimed wlldjy, "Is It
right that I should make you unhappy
all your life?"
"There Is only one way you can do
"Yes; but It Is not the way you mean.
It Is t hi" way I mean. If I should be
your wife andteoiiie lure to live, I
should be acting a part I am not niade
to act. It would be unfair to yu.
When you began to realize the impossi
bility of it for me. then your uuhappl
ness would begin."
"Your promise" John Gordon be
gan, while his eyes sought to dwell on
hers and then wandered away to the
"My promise! oh. It was given when
I .thought you were dying. You can
not know tiie agony I have suffered!
John, tell me you despise me. What
a contradiction I am to myself, to you,
to everybody!"
"There are no contradictions iu true
love," said John Cordon gently. He
removed his hands from hers a mi
turned his face away. She sl-f.. !;- lose
and stood looking out of the window.
"It is that, that!" she exclaimed pas
sionately, pointing at the view from
the window. "It would kill me, all
that dreary, hideous, unattractive, hor
rible humanity, with its miserable, sor
did, mean, sellish life. To dwell with
it, to neighbor it I cnnnot-I cannot!
It would he a sin for me to pretend
thnt I could be happy in that kind of
u life."
"And yet," said John Gordon, look
ing nt her with a new loo!;. In which
pity for her predominated more than
nuy feeling for himself "and yet it is
the kind of humanity that the Son of
God came to save. I am sorry for you,
Luella. God help you."
She turned toward him swiftly.
Something lu his tone reminded her
of something Mrs. Penrose had said.
"It is too late. I was born as I am."
Theu she came nearer. "Do you for
give me for bringing you this unhap
plness? Will you forget mo?"
"I will forgive," he said simply.
"You will nlso forget in time," she
replied after a pause. He did not nn-
thai 1
ut nee
ci y.igrat.
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Ami i. acig -allers ot tie. y .vas Mr.
"G.d.. ;." I said fr. ih;..- after he
had eXi:-.--v; uls interest i-i the pro
rosed u.-j o; ;i - property he h.: J lurun:
over to the M-tilciuviit, ; .mi deeply
sorry yoa -ud Luella ha ve decided
to go your waj apart. SJhe necus jusi
your stivi-L-ih. She is going to hud u
lifa of uiialess ffort."
"It Is b.t ut it is, sir." Cordon had
"There ii u t possibility of uuy recou-
curat ion, tm i;
"Xo; we linve not quarreled; we have
simply un lo-slood. Tin. re can be nu
other way fi r her or me."
"I am sorry." Mr. Marsh sighed.
"She needed roil, and so do I."
lie poke M istfully. Gordon read lu
It a liauory of human weauuc. s.
struggling isp toward light and
He put his hand into the older man's.
"If my frictuis'.ilp of any value to
you, Mr. March, vou have it."
Marsh went away, and Guidon mused
over his futu'e. How far would the
man use his v ei-lili. Ids education, li s
responsibility, to help the weak and
H' 111
She turned und bmked btivk.
swer and she walked slowly toward
the door. There she turned and looked
back at him. He was looking out of
the window gravely. His face, thiu
and pale, ennobled In every line by
suffering and service, seemed to her
for a moment to be more than earthly
ill its beauty and power. She hesitated.
What she was renouncing began to be
dimly made real to her. And yet to
lose the things
Slowly she turned her head and
opened the door, stepped out Into the
hall, shut the door nnd went dow n into
the library. With a sense of relief she
found the room empty nnd quietly
went out of tho archway nud Lack tj
her father's house.
Hut the nijin that she had left had
cried her name just us she chivd the
door. It was just one cry. Then lie
struggled down upon his knees, att-l
for a time his soul beat about In the
dark for help, crying and sobbing in its
poor human weakness over what was
gone. Finally God drew near and com
forted him. When he got up ngr. !u. he
felt something like a sudden llhii.iin:.-
tion of his spirit. This woman was i
she not right? How could two walk to
gether except they were agreed? C.;;!J
love hesitate or doubt or be Uncer
tain over the future nnd he love? Pld
he care for a heart that must be driven
to his by force or lured to It by pity?
Was the hunger of life ever satisfied
with the husks of renllty? Up from
the lowly place of his spirit's depres
sion he rose step by step until he rested
his affections in his growing fate that
the future would satisfy him with a
human love that knew no such thing as
doubt or 'fear.
Curing the day that followed this
overcome his hoi-ror of humanity's s!:i
nnd trouble In--a use he learned to love
instead of t;cu.hl ?
Paul Palmou'l was a wileome visit
or. lie was luiah eneouragid over the
resti.'ts of tlu cltf campaign.
"I warned my uharo from It," he sil ?
ufter giving (o'nlou his experience
willi the young people's civic I -ague 1.;
his cl nreh. "Ti ? church is net all bad.
Ther is great 1 ope in its young life.
Thvi is w !u re 1 am going to put my
own ivrength aul enthusiasm. I have
stoppi J preach i g great sermons to old
peyplf. 1 have legun to teach my chil
dren. I have begun to learn that the
ollieeuf the minliilry is not to draw the
crowd, but tu Instruct a handful and
make disciples. Cordon, 1 see some
hopeful signs lu the church of the fu
ture." . N
"Glad to hpar It.'' Cordon answered
gladly. "I always believed the church
contained leavtn. There is always
hope fur any liKtitufion that has leav
en in It."
"Th. leaven of the church of this
century Is its i hildren," tho minister
said and went Ms way, leaving Gordon
to ninne over tile power of that force
that represented through all the nges
the low of .lest Is, nu organization ob
scured and at tUmcs almost extinct,
but glowing yet With an inward illumi
nation Hint has tpot forgotten the com
mands of a jniivt .who loved the
church nnd gavi himself for It, that he
might unnctifyjP. anil make of it an in
stitution at last without spot or wrin
kle or any such 'tbiiig.
Mi's. Penrose was one of Gordon's
most interesting visitors. She came in
and chatted ' fallyilinrly nnd-nt -times
flippantly of till things on earth aud
under Leaven. At lust she said sud
denly: "' . ' '
"So ' 1. Holla h is got her lleshpots.
They contain bitter brew for her. Are
you satlntled?"
"There- was nettling else for her to
do," Gordon answered after a mo
ment's silence.
"You're giyng lo grow better for it.
She's going to givw worse. I did my
best for you."
"Thank you," Gxirdon answered sim
ply. "Archie tried aglin the other day. lie
will Hour make Another attempt. I
have advised bin, to go abroad, lie
sails next month.''
Gordon made no reply. Mrs. Penrose
"Why don't you nud Miss Andrews"
Gordon save lief n look that stopped
"Pardon rue. G( on with your good
work for i.he chiN'ren. Let me come
down once lu awl die and help. I'm
not altogether bad', Gordon. Simply'
born so. li'ut life'W u dreary sort of
Jumble to me. I made my choice.
Goodhy. Pest wlshts to you."
When she was ge, Gordon, hesltat
ingly to himself, li1!! the curtain of
her future ns it might be. It was n
future of contradictions. Poor, wasted
life of an Immortal spirit! How you
have missed and shall miss forever the
joys of triumphant womanhood! Poor,
pitiable creature! Homeless! Child
less! No two words In nil humau
speech can more deeply describe your
poverty, your loneliness!
Julius Chambers was cue of the most
welcome callers ns Gordon daily grew
stronger nnd more buoyant.
"The city Is looking up," ho mid In
his cultured voice. "This housing prob
lem is something tremendous. It will
simply lah.e to come- to cheap trans
portation, city uwu the' means, con
demn ail t liia property, tear down,
build up, make suburban residence pos
sible for the juior; lu short, we've not
n dozen questions lu one involved In
the tenement problem. Put I'm hope
ful. The business men are gettii-g
waked up. P.est of all, the saloon Is
getting u lot of free advertising. The
cranks are right, us they have been till
the time, and we've got to eotne to It -wipe
out the saloon, put a houie i:i I's
place, that's the only subsiit..,e v.'- rli
anything. Public entertainment balls,
resorts, gymnasiums, libraries, arks,
bathhouses, all that, good as 'tis, can
not equal a good home. The s: Tvatleii
of the city lies iu Its nh'.hry to build up
Christian homes. That's civic reform
in u sentence."
He stayed longer than Ford said was
good for Gordon. Put Gordon said he
was n tonic, and when he was gone he
stretched himself, got up, walked
across the room exulting in his return
ing strength, and when Ford came in
and begun to expostulate Gordon
"You don't dare let me hit you," he
said, facing Ford sturdily.
From Headache
In a Few MinJ
Alter laKing
Dr. Miles Anti-P&la p J
"I cannot speak to hifhly of vonr
and I will always tell my friend, 1?'
they hive done for mv husband and J1
for sudden attacks of headaches. B
and rheumatic pains. There i '
euual to Dr. Milr' Anti.P... ,.."'
ate simply splendid and eive r lithnf1!
or twnty minutes. 1 used to U . 1
i .. ..t h..i..i.. ...i.- i '.5?..i.i
a ... MaiiMnic, which tud
chronic, and 1 took a course of Xerv
Nerve ana laver nils in connection.
vi-rv l-'tle trniililf in tht .-,.- . '.
h;i. a!so Liken these remedies ili t '
tiit-ia Vi-rv highly. We always luv.
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Mu-. KnTE K. Johnson, M-u. '.:ujS!:
J l.ere ar manv reasons whv Vr.. ,
take lr. Miles' Ami-I'ain Pills i . ,
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relict (mm headache or other i n.
of chronic headache, nhent!iev-i
an attack is vonting on, a I'i.n l-.ij Wb
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tire I and the body ton nerv,i:-s'VU'..1'
Arti -Pain Pill will sooth the Bmofcj
...v , i.v.i r Ta:
U:n no opiates and are noii-iaxa:nc, '
Ail dnijjeists sell and cuaranti-r I v
Ami-i am I ins. i ney are in in l.u.t:
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Ford looked at him criiii-i'.i
Lacked off to a safe ilit :i n-i-.
"I'on't believe 1 will risk itn
inuti who helped knock out tJ
".Not yet," Gordon answcn j ,
"Weve got our lifework cut c
us, Ford. This is ouly the lu-uJ
Miss Andrews came in. 'ft,..
in the library now, for i;rj.
been downstairs for one of uiand
A letter from Mrs. t'aptaiu q
I'.innghain," she said with a !;
handing the letter to Gordon.
It was a hearty iuessii(,' of
cheer from the old lady to all th
tleinent workers, cspeciiiUy tu Ou:
whom it congratulated uu liisr
She commended the use (Jf her J
in the campaign, and lmiiniM-JjH
more toward the propositi i.ark u
ward the education of public smfcJ
for removing the saloon.
"Let us get at some of the can J
human dn and misery," she mJ
am willing to give money to it
misery, but I would iniu-li rathe
move causes. I don't want tu thin J
money goes all the time for rime!
1 would like to think some of It m
Gordon sat by the wlndov tai
When he finished, he loukeiTiO
Miss Andrews was standing near I
unu tne outers were at the table.
"You are feeling quite well i:
Mr. Gordon?"
"Yes; I ma getting eager top.
again. I long to be at xvurl;.'
She glanced at him and l uri-J
tiling (tiietly in a. very l.--p gu-
yond all roMirrection.
'You ;uv going to sir
Work," sic mi id.
'"Yes." lie turned his fare fn
to the window. "It will he tv
work fur the people."
Tli cLt"' stretched out',
wh he left his father's i.w.
huiWli weakness, power, i..:
feat, sin, sellishncss. lu a v ry ;
but not by any means f;:::.v i
manner he began to feel h s v ;
this age old problem of In;:..:-
realized that he had l-y :
served his apprenticeship. I'l -if
he were granted twenty y
vigor he would learn soim-iii.;.;
ways of men and be tisc.i if ii :
it to play his part iniiiiiuiiy iuv
ceasing drama. He ilu.iikul i
that his love for the people w
sane and more passionate, to.
ever. There was also an .I'wk
in his soul as he iimrslmi d
yiew all the possible tnmntf
cousncss In the city, soim'.iw-'
ing, apathetic, indifferent. W
to be reckoned with. And :tvi
his soul that the world liiiJ A
grown deaf to the cry of cliii-"1
its heart become cold to the
the poor. Hope was strong -H
as he felt his life forces -;
summoning him to contlii t d'
rights, for a city of God eu
And he stretched out his nrnw
tho people he could see tliWfl
.Window, saying. "Let us loveij
other nnd nil things will bepojj
Thus John Gordon as lie H
faced his future enshrined
in bis holv of holies ns the Cl
their lives bore him on, tlnitl
Irrevocably woven Into his
TUB end.
I'li.l rhnvrh I'lllH'1
On the front of a colored eta
Plainfleld, N. J., there is s P
tne- these centle reminders
men will remove their haU J
ino-" "rmn't Inaf imnn tM
"No Christian genuemannw
(? . ...l.V-.U. . O J J
church. Others must not J
smoke or bring lighted cis"
Rtsht la ni !
Tramp Please, mum,
luy anything In my line?
don't mean to say you are tryWl
an honest living at last!
"Well, I declare! What i
"Dog chains, mum."-N