Aa-klnar to Obllgi Rim.
Herbert," gald the stern father, 1
n-ppoM yon are go'if to marry that doll
faced, wap-waimed, pink-cheeked, aimper
in, flcfl'ng, .nm-rl)elrig, poverty-etrlok
a ilttl MUs Wredlip."
"Ne. father," answered th dutiful ton
"If you prefer It I will marry that lmf,
lean, freckle-face.1, Klarp-chinDd, roirrle
eyed, eoUmn, eun:er, raucous-voiced, tin
tary, auapiclom, blu-noed. lantern-Jaw
d, prim, rich old Miss Allkorne."
"You ahan't '." roar-vl the indirnant old
irirtltman. "You're not half pood enough
lor her!"
Thua a oft answer mny turn away
tard fat. 'hirno Tribune.
i li . -. .-. l i m
J i9 I a I ' I T ' -"Ta
Tha Mendicant.
There are those who ascrtlrt thi
word "mendicant" to the Billy agna
tion put forth ns a conundrum, wean,
leg a poor wretch beyond the power of
mending. But something very done t
the terra was In use as long to oi
when Chaucer wrote his "Canffrburj
Tales." In the "Sorapuonre't Tals"
tola occurs :
Therefore we 'mendicants,' w sdj
freres,
Ben wed.lrd to povcrte and contlntnesj
To charitoe, huniblesse and abstinence,
etc."
The "sompnoure" of Chaucer wa, ol
course, a siunmoner, or appnrltor, and
a person of low estate, and her wi
have, It Js believed, the origin of thi
word, which came Into common eat
ployment later.
A NOTRE DAME LADY'S APPEAL.
To all knowing gnfferera of rheumatUm,
whether niimcular or of th Joint", sciatica,
lumbago, eacltRctis, pains la the kidney
or neuralgia pain, to writ to her for a
home treatment which ha repeatedly cured,
II of then torture. Hlio feel It her duty
to (end It to all unrer KRBK. You cur
yourself at home a thousand will testify
no chanae of climate being necesaary. Thi
Imple discovery baalahe uric acid from
th blood, loosen the t1(fened Joint, purl
lies th Wood, and brighten the eye, giving
elasticity and ton to the wbol system. If
th above Interests you, for proof address
lira. M. Mummer, Ilox 8, Hotr Dame, lnd.
Vfm Cam Inrn from On Children.
Treat the child more as an equal
not as a hopeless Inferior. There
Isn't so much need of coming down
to his level as of giving him an op
portunity to come up to yours which
will not require such a frightful ef
fort oa hln purt as you sometimes Im
agine. If you can get a child to rec
ognize and treat you as his equal, con
tinues Woods Hutchinson, writing for
"Success Magazine," you will have
.gained the highest poaslble position of
Influence over him and earued the best
and slncerost compliment over paid
you. We dwell greatly upon what
parents teach their children, but we
forget to record In equal detail on the
opposite sldo of the ledger what our
-children teach us. It would bo dlfllcult
to say on which side tuo balance
would be found to fall. The child is
not merely the ideal pupil, but also
the greatest teacher la the world. The
lessons that we learn from him, if
we approach him with proper humili
ty, are the most valuable part of our
-tducatlon.
Preliminary.
"Mrs. McGooils, your huuband la a sln
galarly glftad man. It's a wonder to me
that ha Isn't oa the lecture platform."
"I think ha contemplates taking to that
nme day. In fact, ha baa buen lecturing
in a desultory aort of way, Juat for prao
tlce, for the last ten years."
"Why, where, lira. McOootUr
"At home. I'm the audlenco."
I rosalblr.
"Uacls Bruno, why ia it that your peo
ele itxa-eaa so uuoh Clutter than the whKe
people VT"
"'Deed I dunno, boas, eoleaa It's 'causa
tali's mo of ua bawa." Chicago Tribune.
rcnraisxs mot
Doctor Tut ( ro4.
factor la Kansas axperlmeoted
with, his boy tn a teat of food aad
glies the parUeulara. He saysi
'1 naturallf watch tlx effect of dif
ferent foods an patients. My own lit
tle arm, a led ot four, had been Ul
with pneumonia and during hia coo-,
Ta3axetLoe did not aeom to oare for
any kind of food.
"I knew something of Qrape-NnU
and Its rather fascinating flavour and
particularly of Its nourishing and
corve-bulldlng powers, so I atartod Uxi
, boy oa Qrape-Nuts and found from the
rat dlah that Le liked it
"III mother gave It to him steadily
and he began to improve at onoe. in
tiwe than a month he had gained
about eight pounds and soon became
so well and atrong we had do further
anxiety about him.
"An old patient of nine, 7) years
old, came down with serious stomach
trouble and before I was called had
got so weak ao could eat almost noth
ing, and was In a earleus condition.
Ue had tried almost every kind of
food tor the sick without avail.
"I Immediately put him on Grape-
Nats with good, rich nillit and Just a
tittle pinch of augar. V eiclalmed
wtinn I canie next day, 'Why, doctor,
t never ate anything so good or that
cruul me feel so much stronger.'
"I am pleased to cay that he got well
on Grape-Nut a, but ke had to stick
to It for two or three weeks, then ho
began to branch out a little with rke
or an egg or two. lie got entirely
well In cplte of bis almost hopoleas
condition. He gained 33 pounds tn
two months, which at his ago la re-
tnarkable.
"I could quote a list of cases where
Qrape-Nuts has worked wonders."
"There's a Reaaon." Read "The
Road to Wetlvllle," in pkgs.
Ever read the above letter? A
wy one appears from time to time.
They are genuine, true, and full of
Jjunian imcrcar
4 H-li "I
What Gold
Cannot
Hy MUS. jXLEJTjKSrVE'R
Author of "A Crooked Path.- "Maid. Wlfo or Wldorvr," U
Woman' Wit," "Doaton'a Bargain "A Life Intaa-o,"
"Mona'a Choloe." "A Woman' Hert."
ssmmAj
CHAPTER III.
Mr. Rowson found even a warmer
reception than ho had anticipated
awaiting him when he presented him
self the following day In Stafford
8qunre. Hitter reproarhis were show
ercd upon him for his dlnloyal encour
agenmnt of an ungrateful son, a weak,
cont-mptlble dupe. Rut Mr. Rawson
defended himself bravely.
No one could do so much with Mrs.
Bavllle as the family solicitor. First,
he wis a shrewd, far-seeing man, of
great experience and undoubted In
teprlty, in whose Judgment Rhe had the
greatest conufidence. Then, too, he
was a rich man and perfectly Inde
pendent, both In position and In chnr
actor. Bo high was her opinion of him
that Bho deigned to call periodically
on his daughters, and some years b.
fore, when she was In the habit of
giving a largo ball every season, sent
them Invitations, which were general
ly declined. Hugh Savllle had been at
school with the solicitor's only son,
who was also In the navy, and, when
the young follow evinced a tendency
to drink, stood by him and helped him
at the turning-point where, but for
friendly help, he might have taken the
downward road.
Mrs. Savllle was too clever a woman
to be a snob, though her love of power
and distinction made her over-value
the effect of rank and title upon hor
fellow-creatures. She was quite w!l
ling that her sons should be on famll
inr terms with Mr. Rawson's famllv;
they were perfectly safe in the society
of his quiet, unprot.endlng daughters;
while the sincere regard entertained
by Mr. Rawson for the family of his
distinguished client, whose d3lits, diffi
culties, and involvements made many
tteps In the ladder by which his fath
er and himself had climbed to fortune,
lent something of a feudal character
to the tie existing between them.
To Mrs. Savllle the greatest power
on earth was money; but she was no
miser. She could be lavishly goner-
our at times, especially to any one
who had served or gratified her own
reclous self. She could throw alms,
too, to the needy, as you would a bone
to starving curs; but to her the poor
were not exactly men or brothers. Yet,
bb her son said, she was not without
heart, only lifelong undisputed com
mand and unchecked prosperity bad
hardened it; no one could do much for
her, or give ber anything she had not
already, and amid the splendid sun
shine of her existence one small cloud.
no bigger than a man's hand," cast
a deep shadow against which her in
ner heart rebelled. She waa conscious
that no one loved her, except, indeed,
her son Hugh. This it was that made
her so hard; she did not realize that
her manner, her haughty aspect, ro
pellod such sweet free-will offerings as
love aud tenderness.
'My dear madam," said Mr. Rrtw-
son when she paused tn her reproach
es, "I can quite understand your dis
pleasure, but suffer mo to suggest that
I have a right to receive whom I like
in my own houBe. I do not dofend
ydur son's imprudence; but, though
you renounce him, surely you would
not wish to deprive the poor young
fellow, of friends aa well as kindred?
To persecute hlra is revenge, and to
that I will be no party."
"I do not understand these nice dis
tinctions," cried Mrs. Savllle, "but I
think your giving shelter 'toto that
disobedient boy la inconsistent with
loyalty to mo."
"Not in my opinion. Your son is not
the first young man who has left fath
er and mother to cleave unto his wife.
He has been singularly Imprudent;
still
"Imprudent I A dupe! a fool! an un
grateful idiot! Can't you see the game
Of the adventuress all through T'
"I must say, such a constructltm
Might be put on the disastrous story,
If you are right, however," continued
Mr. Rawson, "your son is more sinned
against than sinning. If Mr. Hugh
Seville's wife Is the Bort of a woman
you imagine, she will hardly live for
a year and more away from hor hus
band, and within reach of the crew
with which her father used to asso
ciate, without gettlug into a scrape of
lomo kind. I propose to have her
carefully watched. If she gives us Just
reason for action, let her be punished
and your son saved from her clutches,
If she proved a good woman and trite,
why. you must relax something of your
severity.
"I con safely promise what you wW,
If sho proves good and true. How do
you propose to find out?"
"The lady remains near Nice, in the
same rooms occupied by her father,
Mr. Savllle thinks that the owner o
the bou.se is kind and respectable; his
wire knows little of Kni:llnh ways, and
besides, it is cheaper. Now, there Is
a man already employed in simllur
work by nn eminent firm, and ho c;iu
quite well accept a second cotnnils
slon; only he must be warned not to
tlnd out whnt does not exist. We wait
facts, not condemnation."
I want freedom for my son; bul
the Idea 1j a Rood or:, Mr. Rawson
shall never be the same to Hugh, but
I should prefer punishing the worn
au."
'It is but natural," remarked Raw
son.
itemnnber, Mr. Rawson, I must
have uiy will tomorrow; I am deter
uimru to oesiroy it. u strike me
that :-our remlnit without it to-da
looks very like playing Into HugU'
hands."
"You do us both injustice. I am re
luctant you should change It. but your
eon never tucuilonud Uie iubjct to
Buy h
CLAsr
me. l.-.deed, he is too breathlessly
bimy, and a good d?al harassed by his
(y the lady's anxiety to come out as
a public singer, for which she was
trained. lie "
"Anything but that! Imagine the
name of Mrs. Hugh Savllle in huge let
ters at the top of a play-Will It would
bo monntrous!"
"Oh, she would come out as 81g
sora somebody. I would not oppose It
If I were yon. Dut I think your 6on
has forlddden the plan."
"Why should I take any further
trouble?" said Mrs. Savllle, throwing
herself back in her chair. "Let things
go."
"Very wetl." Mr. Rawson rose to
tafce leave. "Lord Evorton arrived
yesterday. He makes some short stay
In town, but no doubt ho will Gall on
you."
"Thea I shall not one htm. I shall
get away, I hop next week; I cannot
stay in Ua, yet I dread the conn
try. Do not forgot to send tny will
thla afternoon by a special moaech
Br."
"I shall be sure to do so."
"And come the day after to-morrow
to taJte my instructions for a new one.
I don't wish to die intestate."
"My dear Mrs. . Savllle, what a comic
Idea!"
"If you knew how I folt yon would
not think it an unnatural one."
A fow weeks 'quiet tn the oountry
will set you up."
The country without companion
ship will not be cheerful; yet I want
to get away from every one. At In-
glefleld, however, I have my gardens."
A delightful resource," said Raw-
son, absently. Ilia attention had begun
to wander, and ho hastened to make
his adleux.
A conspiracy of small things, how
ever, seemed to have been formed
against the execution of Mrs. Bavllle's
plans.
Rawaon faithfully fulfilled his prom
ise, and sent her will, which that very
night she tore up with vicious energy
and burned in the empty grate of her
dressing-room, but the trusty adviser
waa Immensely engaged for the next
fortnight, and when he offered the ser
vices of his partner they were Invari
ably declined. Then, by some mis
take, there had been a delay in begin
ning certain repairs and decorations
at Ingleflold, and when she drove
down to Inspect them she found the
smell of paint so overpowering that
aho at once postponed her removal for
at least ten days. Finally she sent for
ber doctor and commanded him to pre
scribe for the bad feverish cold she
declared she had caught, and above
all to order absolute quiet All this
time hex eldost son was absent He
was spending a delightful and profita
ble few days, which stretched into a
fortnight, with a learned antiquarian
who hud a place In Lincolnshire, from
whore they enjoyed themselves exam
ining the fine old churches to be found
In that ahlre, taking rubbings of brass
ea, and spending happy mornings in
dnclpherlng half-effaced Inscriptions.
Those were bitter days to the proud,
selfish woman, who felt that the love
which had kept her heart from freez
ing, hor nature from growing quite
stony, had been snatched trom her
by a stranger, a mere adventuress,
who most likely saw in Hugh only a
useful husband, whose money and po
sition would make life luxurious and
secure. For the sake of this stranger,
the son she loved so well in ber own
silent, exacting way had cast aside all
sense of duty, all affection, an regard
for rightful authority and to her it
seemed a moral earthquake.
The feverish cold she feigned at first
become really an attack of low fever.
and her medical attendant grew anxi
ous that she should have change of air.
Ul or well, she never ceased to in
sist on having her aew will complet
ed and brought to her for execution. In
vain Mr. Rawson begged tor ber to
await the return of her eldest son and
consult hlra first Mrs. Bavllle reject
ed the suggestion with scorn.
"IOclurd knows nothing about busi
ness. He baa preposterous un worldly
notions, I have no respect whatever
for his opinion; so Just bring me my
wfll, without further maneuvering.
know you are working for that un
grateful, worthless son of mine; but
it U of no use. It you refuse to do
my bhldlng I can (Lad plenty who
will."
"Very true, Mrs. Savllle: tmt I do
not deny that I am reluctant to see
my young friend cut off without even
a shilling. Do not be la a hurry. You
cannot toll what time may bring
forth."
"No, Mr. Rawson, I will not wait
Death may come at any moment, and
I could not rest In my grave it 1
thought that designing minx was re
velling in the enjoymeat of my raon
ey."
"Well, then, I will do you bidding
The day after to-morrow I will send
my head clerk with the wllL Wou can
set one of your own poople for a sec
ond wltnesa."
"Then I shall leave town on Thurs
day. Until I have signed, seated, and
delivered it luto your bands, I shall
not quit this bouse. Can I trust it to
you, Mr. Rawson?"
"My dear madam, do you take me
for a felon?"
Mrs. Savllle smiled a awlO, bright
smile, such as at rare very rare la
tervaU lit up her grave face.
well, 1 isnail leave it In your
hand." There waa a short pause, and
she resumed; "Among all this worry,
I suppose you have not had time to
find me a lady companion?"
"Tea, I have made some Inquiries,
and find it Is no easy matter. The
fiict Is, I enlisted tnv eldest daughter
In your eervlce. 9he Is a sensible,
thoughtful young woman, and very
anxious to select the right article. She
was speaking to me only this morn
ing, and waa rather depressed about It
There are shoals of women seeking
such an appointment but very few
that are suitable."
"One that did not suit would be
worse than none."
"Exactly. Now, my daughter sug
gested something that might suit if
you do not mind waiting a week."
"I fear, Mr. Rawson, I shall have to
wait considerably longer."
"Well, the lady I was going to men
tion is the niece of our rector down
in Wales, my native place. He has
been dad many years, but this girl
lived on with bis widow, who died a
few months ago. She Is an orphan,
very slenderly provided for, and la
coining 'to atay with my girls for a
few weeks. She Is a gentlewoman, and
well educated. I have not seen her
since she was very young, so I will
take a look at her before I say any
more. If I think it worth while trou
bling you, she might call, and you
could form your own Judgment or
take her on trial for a couple of
months."
"Thank yon, Mr. Rawson. I am
very much obliged. I should like to
see her; for I cannot have a fright or
dowdy before my eyes every day.
When do you expect this girl?"
"I am not quite sure. Soon, certain
ly."
"I should like to see her before I
leeve." ,
I will ask my daughter to write
this evening and ask her to come a
little sooner."
Tea, pray do. If she Is at all rea
sonable and Intelligent, she may be of
great use to me. Imagine, Mr. Raw
son, Lady Olivia proposing to give me
her 'dear Sophia' for six months, to
be my daughter and to cheer me up!
Why, the girl la as great an Idiot aa
her mother!"
"Indeed! The offer was well meant"
I hate well-meaning people."
Mr. Rawson laughed. "I suppose I
may tell you I had a few lines from
Mr. Hugh " he began', when he waa
swiftly silenced by an Imperative, "No,
you may not I will not allow that
name to be mentioned before me, un
less, indeed," we can succeed In break
ing this unfortunate marriage."
Mr. Rawson, looking very grave,
bent bis head.
"By the way, what is the name of
the lady you mentioned?"
"Oh! Miss Desmond."
"I will see her," said Mrs. Savllle,
with decision. "I can tell at a glance
whether she will do or not"
'Then I shall wish you a very good
morning, and my daughter will let
you know when MLsa Desmond can
wait upon you."
Mrs. Savllle thanked him again, and
bade him a gracious good-by.
(To be continued.)
STRIVING TO FILL EMPTY PEWS.
Alma aad Accomplishment of Kcff
York Chorch Federation,
Organized In 1895 and Incorporated
In 1901, the constitution of the
Church federation declares that Its ob
Joct "Is to organize and assist the
churches and Christian organizations
in New York city for cooperative
work on behalf of the spiritual, physi
cal, educational, economic and social
Interests of its family life; and to rep
resent the Christian sentiment of thti
city In regard to. moral issues." Its
discoveries have been amazing, and
the assistance which its tabulated data
have furnished to pastors In conduct
ing a systematic neighborhood visita
tion cannot be overestimated, says
Walter II. F. Grau in Harper's Week
ly. One of the officers of the federa
tion has very aptly compared its du
ties in regard to the churches to that
of a clearing bouse with its dally set
tlements of the banks' balances. Un
til the Institution of a clearing house
was established the exchange ol
checks and drafts was a most confus
ing operation and caused much fric
tion between the various banking
houses before their accounts were
finally adjusted. Prevous to the es
tablishment of a church clearing
house these religious units were in
much the same quandary as tha
banks, though they did not suffer so
acutely. The books of each bank had
to balance within a certain length of
time, but If a particular church knew
of more churcbless families than It
could possibly visit It seldom impart
ed that knowledge to another pastor
ate In order that the latter might
share In the missionary work; and so,
very often, the Information was put to
no use.
A Protestant parish system similar,
In many respects, to the parish sys
tem of the Roman Catholic church
was the aim of the founders of the
federation. The aim was that ail
Christian Institutions In Greater New
York should bo drawn .into closer
sympathy with one another and that
a greater co-operative society be form
od, with the expected result that the
community at large would bo bene
fited by a united endeavor to promote
church-going. '
The details for taking a canvass In
the city are accurately mapped out la
advanco and a single federation dis
trict Is covered at a time. Before be
ginning the work in any section a
conference of the pastors interested In,
the association is h.?ld, in order that
the plans may be freely discussed and
the necessary subscriptions made to
defray the Incidental expenses of a
first canvass. These meetings are val.
uable. Incidentally as a means of pro.
motlug friendships between the varl.
ous clergymen, who otherwise, iq
many instauces, would probably re.
nuiln total strangers, though residing
within a few blocks of one anothor.
Not So Mr.
Squire-I never realized what s lit
tle fellow Muggins Is until last night
Vicar And how did It happen to oc
cur to you theu?
Squlre I overheard a woman sai
that he was every Inch a gentleman.-
I'lekMo-Up.
THE STREAM
Bright stream that wanders here and there
Laughing the whole day long,
Your voice across the woodland calls
Like a ranernbeved song.
Here as of yore, the bsjflchs spread,
And grass and flowers are sweet
Where oft your hasting waters raa
Across my childish tcct.
A golden timet I knew It not
In those far days of old;
But left the field and left the stream
To seek for other gwld.
Oh, dear to me yrmr sunlit ware,
And deer the leafy shore;
But you have borno upon your tlda
That which returns no more!
Tcfirj J WWbfrlll.
a . . ..... ... -
The Salvation of Jim Maxson
Ctow there would be some fun; now
that Jim had come home, old man
Maxson would do what he had said
he would dc deliver Jim up to the
authorities if ho came within bis
reach.
Even the Dtmgherty children, pay
tag wfth matches on the stairway,
knew there would be fun. Mrs. Dough
erty came out and slapped the chil
dren for wasting the matches, and
stopped to tell the news to the dago
woman, who couldn't understand a
word of English, but who laughed and
took off her gay neckerchief and said
"Caldo,"
"Cold!" erhoed Mrs. Dougherty,
"and the thermometer ninety in the
hade"
"Caldo," repeated the dago womnn,
fanning herself with her kerchief,
"caldo."
The boys In tho house Improvised
errands up to the fourth floor and re
ported that old man Maxson had not
gone out to work, and that his wife
was sitting tn her rocking chair and
crying, as usual.
Mf. O'Connor, who was watting for
politics to take hfra up, said that old
man Maxson carried things too far,
Juet like these religious cranks; Just
because Jim had been roped In by a
shover of the queer, and at the same
time was "wanted" for cracking the
head of that flash fellow who had
annoyed Maggie Orna by following
her daily when she took home her
work. It waa no reason why his father
should be his worst enemy. Mr. O'Con
nor said that the old man hadn't sand
enough to do anything himself, and If
Jim had too much, why It only equal
ized matters.
Maggie Orne beard the news last of
all. She was always too busy with
her sewing machine to pay attention
to anything else. She was a pale, tall
young woman, who ought to have been
pretty and was not, dull-eyed, thin and
worn. That day she made a great
bundle of her coats and staggered
down stairs with them, and on to the
shop. Sho brought home another
bundle of coats equally large; theue
were unfinished ones, and must be
completed by to-morrow this time.,
On ber way to her room slie was
stopped by Mrs. Dougherty.
"I never see such young ones oo
mine," laughed that lady. "I've took
the matches from 'em. and now
they've got the lamp. They haven't
got over Fourth of July. Did you
head Jim Maxaon's round the lelgh
borhood? I wonder what the old
manll do."
Maggie struggled np to ber room
with her coats and Laid them on the
bed. There was a strange feeling In
her heart. JIra was running awful
rloks In exposing hlmst'If, and she
knew why he took those risks. It
was to catch a chance gllmixsc of her.
He had been gone six months, but the
hue and cry had scarcely abated, and
he" might be apprehended any mo
ment. She throw off her tint and went up
to the fourth floor. Jim's mother was
swinging bock and forth tn hor rock
ing chair, her eyes sodden and rod.
Tha old man was at tie table, the
great family Bible open before him,
as aim hud so often seen It Over the
mantel waa a faded photograph of
Jim, taken when he was a small boy.
Maggie's eyes saw that first of all.
"Come in," Mrs. Maxson Bald, glanc
ing meekly at her husband,
Ue paid no aUentlon, going. on wtth
bfs reading.
Maggie went in id cloned Che door,
fur the boys were at her heola.
1 thought Td run up a mtntrto,"
aha explained; Tve taken yesterday's
work home and I've brought back to
days. My arms always tremble for
a while after I carry the big bundles.
So I came Uf till they get right. Ain't
14 warm?"
The old wvtTHWi nnditad and wtpud
be eyea, which were not wot i. was
a habit with lui since she cried so
orach.
Maggte ant down, and there whs sl
kmce. "You're not working to-dny, Mr.
Max ion T" site said attar a while.
"No," he answered livomlcally, and
turned a pago of the Bible. Tlien the
sileuoe full aTiln. All at ouce the
old men roue to his fett
"I yuppoAe," bo sal.l, .oddreaninn
himself to Maggie, "you've hrerd
what's ImtHx.-uod? That man's cojne
buck."
"You nutui your mm," she roturnwl
sharply.
"lie's no sou of mine," was the re
ply. "See here!" lie brought the
Bible over to her and tuni.vl to the
record of births. "His nnme Is scratch
ed out ft countrfeiter. a man whose
hand are steeil In Mood."
"My boy!" sobbed the old woman,
"my boy!"
"Mother!" corrected h.r husband.
She quailed be'ore his voice. "He's
no aon of mlno," he went on. "This
book tella me of such as he, and I
abide by It. I have sworn what I
would do if be ever came my way,
nd I will do it."
"You mean," said Magsto Orue,
IN THE WOODS.
"that you wfll Inform on him?"
"Yes," he answered. "He Is rmo
thema maranatha. He knows me, and
be braves me. Let him come; if the
police do not arrest him I win."
'lie never made counterfeit money
himself," persisted the girl. "He waa
poor and tempted by a. rogue to pass
It And as for the blood on his hands,
he struck a man down who was ter
ribly annoying a helpless woman."
"There were other means."
"They wore not near at hand at Ow
ttme."
"I say it was attempted murdor.
He hated the man because It was you
who was the woman annoyed. He has
maimed the man for life, and the law
holds him accountable,"
"A Jury woud never convict htm of
being a counterfeiter or of attempt
ing murder."
"If all the Juries under hetrven
acquitted him, I would still hold him
guilty."
"The Juries under heaven axe not
all. There la a Judge in heaven."
The old man paused and looked at
her.
"Do not blaspheme," he said. "Tftir
will I argue with you. I know the
difference between guilt and inno
cence. His crimes smell In my nos
trils. I have sworn that I will give
him np It he crosses my path. There
Is nothing more to be said about It
to me, his father, whose teachings
and sacrifices for him went for naught
with him."
' He went back to his reading at the
table. His wife rocked hersetl Mag
gie Orne turned to her.
"You're not feeling well?" she sold.
"Welir" repeated the old woman,
querulously- "JT1 never be welL I'm
the same I've been any time this six
months. Well!' I'm so weak X con
hardly go about."
"I tell her," called out the old roan,
"Bhe ought to take the air."
"Take the air!'" his wife echoed.
"Me 'take the air and be pointed at
as Jim Maxson'a mother, the man the
police are lookirr' for! Me 'take the
air!' " And she relapsed Into silence.
Maggie's coats awaited ber; she
must work. She rose, and without a
word went down to her machine. At
her worlc, of course, her one thought
was of the man Who loved her. She
had nirt been able to love him, and
yet he hod protected her and put hirn-
"IIX IS LOSXj" SAID A TOTCS.
self outside the pale of society for her
sake. All his life be had given sor
row to those who loved him. and still
he bad done so much for ber. She
could not love htm. but sne could be
kind to hU mother, who was so frail
and weak. As for his father, he was
bard on Jim until that Urns he bad
so valiantly protected her. But love
himl Her machine whirred and
whirred i It waa night before it
stopped. She would rest a while, and
go up to the fourth floor.
Mrs. DougTierty was on the statna.
"Those young om of mine," she
laughed. "They eveu made a fire un
der tha stairs and played fire depart
ment Jimmy's mahln' believe he's
a burnt lady gntn to the hoHpltaL I
say, I guc3s there wasnt nothin' tn
Uiat rvport ooout Jtru Maxson coniln'
back. Always some rejiort or other."
Mangle went up to the Maxson'. It
might have been that she had boon
but a minute away from the old
coujile; the wife rociced in her chair,
the huslmnd read the Bible at the
table. Maggie placed herself at the
old woman's feet and put her brad In
her lap. The old woman smoothed
the giii's hair. She smoothed and
smoothed. Then Maggie's eyes cloded,
opened, cluned, and she slept. The old
man turned up the lamp and moved
the Bible clows to It. Ills wife smooth
ed and smoothed Magijie's hair. Then
the strokes became Intermittent ceas
ed, and Bhe, too, slept
All at once the old women wuke
with a start.
"What is It?" cried Maggta, Jump
Wig to her feet.
The old man was at the door.
"He is here," he said. The women
understood. "I have locked the pas
sage door, too."
'"Oh." wailed the old woman, "and
the door U shut!"
"It will not be opened to him," re
plied ber buaband, "So much 111
wILvm iftivzj
grant you. But as euro as there's ft,
God. I'll give him up if ha crosses
that sill."
And then there came a low tnocTi
on the door of the passage ootstde.
The old woman caught the girl. j
"Jim," called out Maggie, "go away,!
Your father Is here; he swears hell'
give you up."
"There Is fire," said the mtce. "Opca'
the door."
"A ruse," dryly said the old man.
"A liar, too."
The old woman shot up.
"Let him in." she commanded,
"Never," said her husband.
There was a crash outside; tbe door
of the passage was down. The voice
was outside the door of the room.
"Mother!" It Bold. "Mother!"
The old woman dropped to her
knees.
"Jami-s." she pleaded, "our boy, our
only child, named after yon. Open
the door, open It."
"Never." said her husbaork "Re
nwvuber, you are my wife."
She sprang to her feet.
"I am the mother of my boyt" she
said.
A greet strength seemed to possess
her; she seized her husband and
whirled blm from the door, bad the
knob in her hand, and the next mo
ment had leaped into the arms of
Jim and fainted.
"Maggie! Father." panted Jtm.
"The place is on fire; the children
down stairs did it Have yoo beard
nothing? Haven't you smelted the
smoke? The stairs are burning. Yo
chance Is the fire escape."
He rushed to the window wtth the
old woman in bis arms. Before going
through the window he stooped and
kissed his unconscious mother. Then
he went out The smoke poured in
from the passage way. Maggie went
and closed the door. Then Jim was in
the room again.
"Quick!" he said. "I've helped the
people out. They say they're all out
but you and the dago woman In the
next room. There's no time to lose."
"Never mind me," said Maggie;
"look after your father."
"Touch me," CTted old man Masson,
catching np a chair, "and 111 brain
you."
"Maggie," Bald Jim, and the flame
was eating at the other door, the
smoke thick, "you're friendly?"
"Jim." sho returned rapidly, "you
saved Borne of the people below?"
"I tried to. Yes, I did."
"Tell me you believe in God?"
"Father's God?"
"A God that pities and understands;
the God that has kept me from going
wrong."
"If there is one like the But,
Maggie, you're my friend, no matter
what I'vo been, ain't you?"
"Friend!" she echoed. "There, save
your father; he's not fit to die."
Jim sprang at his father. The
chair was raised in the air, and de
scended. There was blood on Jim's
forehead. But he had grasped the old
man and had hlra at the window,
where the firemen were raising a lad
der. "I wont help you. Jim," said Mag
gie, her hands pressed together, her
Hps smillug. "Save him!"
Jim got his father along, an inch
at a time, the old man struggling
wildly, till he reached the window
and the ladder, when he picked him
up bodily and disappeared in the dense
smoke outside.
Maggie did not move. She hoard a
Bhout from the street, and she knew
the people saw Jim on the ladder with
his father. A short silence, then an
other Shout; Jim had the old man
down. . She reached and grasped the
hem of her frock that was on fire, and
strlpvod out the flame as though she
wrung out water. It was stifling in
the room. The gloss dropped trom
the photograph of Jim over the man
tel. And then a face like white flame
was at Ute Window, and Jim whs be
side her.
"Save the dago woman," Fald Mag
gie, "I won't help you." He urged
her toward the window. "There's the
ladder. Maeele." he Riild. "And h
quick, for If s burning. She got to
the window sill, knowing that he
looked at her wistfully. "Jim," she
said, "you must believe in that God
I spoke of, who understands." i
"Your God, Maggie?" Le asked.
"Why, 111 hove to If yoy tell me to.
Get but of this house hurry-"
"I don't care for myself," she said;
"life Isnt everything. You've done
what a pure man might do this night
-he! pad the helpless."
"And you're friendly to me, Mag
gie?" She reached and took bis taae be
tween her hands and kissed him upon
tha lips, once, twice.
"Go save that woman," she said.
As she went from him down the lad
der sine, knew that he tore through the
fire to the hallway.
The people in the street saw hhn
with the woman at the window. The
ladder had burned away.
"Let her drop!" voices below cried
up to him. "We're holding a bod to
catch her. Let her drop!" Then the
woman tell and was caught.
A moment more aud the wind
moved the thick veil of moke rfslde
for an instant. They saw hl:n stand
ing in the window, a solitary figure
lit up by ftre on each side of him and
bock of him.
Maggie Orne, down In the street,
saw him thus. The smile waa still
on her lips. To this day she believes
that ha saw her there.
"Jim!" she shrieked In a glad voice.
"Jim I"
He heard her above all the uproar,
for far aloft came an answer she could
not have mistaken
"Masgie!"
Then there was a horrified cry from
the crowd, ns the roof fell in where
the walls crumbled, and the figure at
the window lurched bak Into tha aw
ful redness within, which would never
give him np again.
"He Is lout," said a voice.
"He Is saved!" Maggie cried out.
Her eyes were like diamonds; she waa
beautiful. Grit Magazine.
Do you love money any the less be
cause some one says It is the root of
all evil?
A small boy's Idea of greatness Isn't
the same as his mother's ld f ly
