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The Boor of ihe court or passageway
between the two wings of the "duaib
bell" was slippery with tillli of. every
description, lu tbe cnjidarkncsa which
prevailed in spite of the sun's flare
outside could be seen pale, tired wo
men with tallow, dirty faces, peering
out from doorway aud window. Tbe
beat was ntilliiitf. at not breath blew
lu at either end of tbe pussage, and tbe
odor waa overpowering.
Mr. Marsh hesitated.
"I don't know that I care to to In,"
be said almost In a tone of fear.
"Too late to back out now, Mr.
Marsh. Come! It will do yon good.
Make you more contented with your
boiue on tbe boulevard," Jobn Gordon
aid grimly.
lie greeted the group of women In
the doorway, and they returned bis
greeting civilly enough, for be waa
wearing bis regular insiector's badge,
authorized by the board of health, and
besides all that he bad already lu the
course of bis brief study made friends
In the block.
Almost tbe first step they took from
the doorway plunged them luto dark
ness. Gordon had bold of Mr. Marsh's
arm and was silent uutil they came to
tbe first llight of stairs at the end of
tbe passage.
"Have to be a little careful here,
sir," be cautioned. "This is an old
part, Joining your part from the rear.
It was ou tbe lot when your agent
looked over the space, and he built up
to the limit aud a little more. la fact,
be broke six distinct ordinances In
using up the space that ought to have
been left open between the new. build
ing aud tbe old. But that was nothing
to blm, for It added six feet to the
double decker, and that meant twelve
additional bedrooms. Have care here.
Borne of tbe stair tread are broken."
Mr. Marsh uttered nn ejaculation,
and Gordon stopiied.
- "I feel 111. I don't believe I can go
on, Gordon. This Is terrible. It Is
past belief that human beings can live
lu such conditions."
"Thcylon't all live, sir. Some of
tbcm die. Hut it's almost as bad to
die in here as to live. You ought to
see a funeral In one of these tene
ments." "God forbid!" exclaimed Mr. Marsh
emphatically. "Honestly, Gordon, It
may seem absurd to you, but I am
growing sick from tbe awful stench
Lere, I doubt my ability to go on."
Gordou tuodo no answer. After a
moment Mr. Marsh said feebly:
"All right. I ll try to stand it."
Without any reply Jobn Gordon, still
keeping his hand on his companion's
firm, began to go up the stairs. Under
their feet they could feel tbe slimy
tilth that had accumulated .for weeks.
LI al f way up something posited them
going down. It was a little girl about
eight years old currying In her arms a
baby. In the dim light which tillered
through the ball at the top of the flight
the two men could hardly make out
this child of tbe tenements, burdened
lung years iH'fore tbe time with a hu
inuu responsibility, robbed of play
ground and childhood and thrust into a
world of suffering and discomfort. Poor
mournful creature, a woman in gravity
n ml a child In years, bending your
dirty face over the gapping little sister
In your slim arms, sitting on the steps
late Into the night with tbe bundle that
may actually die In your arms, aud no
one but yourself feel much grief If It
does. Child of the tenements, you do
not know It, but it is a beautiful world
that God has made. There ore trees
nnd flowers and clear water and per
fumed cepbyrs and grass dotted with
bloom. Hut ob, for you, little sister,
who shall reveal Its beauty, who shall
discover to you Its glory, O child of the
tenements, lu the great city by the
lakes?
At tbe top of the stairs John Gordon
paused a moment and then turned to
the left aud led bis companion along
to a doorway opening ou a corridor
looking out on the airabaft- A railing
rau around this corridor, and leaning
over It were a number of persons, most
ly women, some of them holding ba
bies, others doing some kind of work.
Ope woman at the end of the corridor
was preparing some dish for supper.
The steuch that rose from the court
below was made doubly Intolerable by
the smoke from the chimneys of tbe
rear tenements on the adjoining lot,
which drifted Into the corridor and
wept Into every doorway.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Caylor. How
Is the little boy today?"
"l'oorly, sir. Will you go In and see
blm?" Then she glanced suspiciously
at Mr. Marsh and added: "But you
can't do anything for him. Better
leave biui lie."
"This Is Mr. Marsh, Mrs. Caylor. n
k the owner of the building. He wants
to see eouio of the rooms. We can go
mr
Tbe woman's face lighted up Just
for a second, then all died out to that
dull indifference which has long ago
lost all hope of anything better farther
ou.
"I don't care." she answered with
Sullen Indifference.
John Gordon at once turned luto the
room, and Mr. Marsh reluctantly fol
lowed, 'lhere were two windows, but
lxKh opened on tbe corridor. Gordon
Walked across to an opening nnd
turned to lieekon to Mr. Marsh, who
liad stopped.
"1 want you to see a specimen of a
dark bedroom, Mr. XIarsb. You don't
need to visit more than one. But It Is
worth knowing that there are hun
dreds more like this one."
Mr. Marsh tame across to Gordon's
Ide.
"This Is more terrible than I ever
dreamed." he said in a whisper.
"Nothing when yon get usul to It,
sir. Let's step In. There Isn't natch to
see."
They entered the room, which wss
absolutely dark except for the light
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That you. Mr. Gor-
don?" .
"Yt'H. I've hmuht you wmetlilng.
Here. Cnlvli mi. Itule man."
"It's till. !" Hie lliln niger voice ex
claimed. "iJnii't I'll mother. Kheil
lake it n way."
"No, no, l.'dili. She won't. The doo
. tor v. ill l.-t yon huve it." John Gordon
said reassuringly, and then be was si
lent. Mr. Marsh was close by, and
both men stood still n -moment.
In the stillness a distinct rustling
sound could lie heard. It was like tbe
rusiling of tissue paper or the scratch
ing of small mice.
"What's that?" Mr. Marsh nsked. '
"Wait a minute; I'll show you," Gor
don answered quietly. "Shut your
eyes, l.ouia. I'm going to light a
match."
He struck the match and held it up.
The pale light revealed In the few
seconds that the match burned a bro
ken bedstead and a ragged, filthy mat
tress on which lay a child about ten
years old. The walls of the room had
once been pniicred before the double
decker bad been constructed so that
some of it had blocked up the win
dows. that had once opened on the rear
lot. This putter now hung in festoons
aud strings nil over the ceiling; und
Mr. Marsh, looking in horror at the
sight, in that brief moment, uot toe
brief to tell one whole story of tbe
tenement house hell, saw countless
swarms of bugs aud vermin crawling
over the paper. It was that that had
made the uolse.
The match flickered and went out.
There was n moment of silcricf, broken
by Gordon, who said cheerfully:
"All right, Louis! Keep up good
heur. I'll try to get In and see you
tomorrow."
"Thank you, Mr. Gordon."
Mr. Marsh pulled at Gordon's arm.
"For God's sake, Gordon, let's get
out of here. I'm growing sick. I shall
faint."
"Come out Into the fresh air!". Gor
dou snid Ironlcully.
-They went out Into the corridor, and
Mr. Marsh In his eagerness to get out
of the building did not even stop to
reply to several of t lie women who had
learned from Mrs. t'nylnr that he
owned the duublo decker nnd crowded
up to complain utioiit the garbage boxes
and the drainpipes. While Gordon
was talking with Mrs, Caylor uliout
Louis, Mr. Mainh went down, hurried
as fast as be dans! through tbe lower
court, and when John Gordon came out
be found him seated on the outer steps,
deathly pale and actually sick.
Gordon grimly eyed him.
"It's only 4 o'clock. We'll have time
to do the other. Tbere.nre' some fea
tures of No. U7 that are peculiar. I
would like to bavo you see them."
"I cannot go, Gordon. It's out of the
question. I a I n too ill."
"Let's go over to Hope House, then,"
Johu Gordon said gravely.
Mr. Marsh, with diliiciilty, walked
over to Hope House, tin the way Gor
don said:
"There Is nn ordinance which says
that there shall be spaces between
front aud rear tenements, graduated
according to tbe height of the building.
If the. tenement Is one story high, there
must be ten feet U-tweeii front and
rear; If two fctoiica, fifteen feet; If
four stories, twenty-live feet, etc. Your
agent ihillierati'ly ignored this law
nnd built your double decker so as to
cover all the space. In doing so he
delllterately established a condition
that iicrmitted of no light In a dozen
bedrooms liko the one we went Into.
More than that, he created conditions
that breed anarchy, for If the rich nnd
cultured citizens of this municipality
for their own gain selfishly trample on
the laws of the city what can they ex
pect from the Hor and the desperate
nnd Hit Igunrnnt but hatred of nil so
ciety?" "I'm too sick to discuss It." Mr.
Marsh groaned. Gordon saw that he
wss actually suffering severely, nnd
when they entered Hope Home he
gave him careful attention.
It wr.s only n temporary Indisposi
tion, however, and after resting nn
hour Mr. Marsh recovered sufficiently
to sit up and expressed sonic mortlfl
cation at the way he had behaved.
Tint his manner was very grave, and
the experience of his visit to the build
log was evidently making a profound
Impression on him.
To Cordon's disappointment, Miss An
drews bad liecu called away and was
uot present nt the evening meal. Mr.
Marsh was nblo to lie at the table with
tbe residents and was a close listener
to the tnlk. although he said little.
"lo you feel cpial to n little Work
this evening, Mr. Marsh?" Gordon
asked after the residents ha. I adjourned
to the library and had liegun to scatter
for their t-evernl duties.
"I think so; yes." Mr. Marsh an
swered. He was r-nlly ashamed of bis
Inability to endure unusnal sights of
disagreeable human suffering.
"Then lH-rha;H we had better visit
sue of the vaudeville Itnlls. I want you
to see bow the saloon, as a pnlltical.in
stltittlon. conies In to supplement the
absence of hoi.ie life. Perhaps It wili
help you to understand iM'tfer, If yon
want to, why the tenement house con
ditions am net Interfered with and
why It is to Ihe liitcn-st of the sllll
clan that the people suffer as far as
endurance will go In the matter of no
homes."
At 0 o'clock. In company with nn offi
cer In citizen's clothes who was 'de
tailed to look after Hope House dis
trict, Gordon and Marsh entered one of
tbe vaudeville halls Joining a corner
saloon on Bowen street. Mr. Marsh
was unusually excited. Ills university
training, his exclusive, refined culture,
his sensitive habits, were all the exact
opposite of everything be had felt and
o. n since he entered Hope House dis
trill. He went in with Gordou. and
they Uxk sciil In the rear of the saw
Ju.it covered Hour iu a hall that would
hold -') s rs:is. They faced a gaudily
(minted curtain, which let down lu
fmnt i t ii Fiuall stage. The bull rapid
ly tilled up Mi'.h uien nod boys. The
uir was Leavy with the fumes of beer
and tobacco. The night was sultry, and
at lhi saloon bar, which Was visible
tin- iik Ii the doorway opening into the
hall, could be seen a long lino of men
and women drinking, while others
ktuul Is'ldud the I. lie reaching their
lunula over for gl.-si-s or waiting their
turn to gi't up to the bar Itself. -
Threw violins, a harp aud a piano be
gan. to piny, and the curtain went up.
At that very moment In Christian
homes nil over America gissl womeu
kms'lcd ut chau beds by the side of
pine heiii'tcd little children to repent
the evening prayer to the good Cod.
But will the time speedily come when
little voice shall swell the thunder of
Ihe good God's wrath against an Insti
tution that carries into homeless des
erts, of the great cities the plague of
death, the f-xtl touch of lost virtue fm
the sake of gold?
CH.VI'TKIt V.
"rre nt-ra all I earn I'l."
II E moment Gordon
and Mr. Marsh had
taken their seats in
the hail a man with
n white n iron came
. up and. standing
directly In front of
them, said, "What
II you have?"
"Cigars for three," said the ottieer.
And as the man slowly moved away
after giving the three visitors n sharp
look the ollieer said In answer to the
question from Mr. Marsh: "Oh. the
show's free. So's the lunch. But ev
erybody Is expected to take something.
The snloona ain't doing thiu for their
health uor for the love of the pcopl
not if they know It."
"What If we refused In buy eithrj'
cigars or beer?" Gordon asked, for he
bad never entered one of the vnuih
ville halls but once Iwfore and had
then gone in to limit for one of the
young men who bad been attending
the night classes at Hope House. His
knowledge of the character of the en
tcrtaiiimcnt was gained from Kurd, the
university resilient.
The otlicer idirngged his shoulders.
"They'd make it mighty uncomforta
ble for you before you got out or got
In again. The a:loou may be a social
necessity to the lr devils In the
double dockers', but it don't furnish
social nmiiscineiits without getting
mighty well paid for it. It's free, but
It's excnslve," said Olllccr Kolierts.
As he 11 ii Ih I uil RiMNikiug, the bar
tender came back with the cigars and n
tray loaded with beer nnd whisky. The
liquor whs distributed around on little
tallies nt which the laiys a ml -men In
the audience were mostly sei tcd. Ah
the curtain went up to the music of
the orchestra there were nliont l."0 In
the room nnd a stream of newcomers
noisily entering. Before the tlrst ong
was llnlshi'dhe ball was filled to suf
focation. As the entertainment. If It could be
called such, went on, John f iordon's eoul
was stirred deep with n red blooded
Indignation. After the first two or
three vul;rar songs, which were fol
lowed by some suggestive dances, he
sat there practically hearing nnd si'c-
Ing nothing on the stage. The audi
ence bad become the absorbing study
for him. The people! There they were
His choice! To serve and to love! But
was it worth while?
The majority of the company, was
fomposeil of young men between eight
een nnd twenty live years of age. They
Were ns n tje pale, listless nnd as
tonishingly lull of expression." John
Gordon was irresistibly drawn to Im
agine the exact apMnraiiee of the
rooms that tln-se young men probably
called home. He then liegun to raise a
host of questions concerning their fmr
entage, their occupations, their wages,
the amount they probably sK-nt on the
saloon and the places they went fo on
Sunday. The absolute absence of nny
thlng interesting or elevating In their
lives Impressed him with tremendous
reality. All the churches In the city
Were on the fine street miles away.
There was not n repgious institution,
with the ikiksIMc exception of Hope
House, that uid rny Influence In the
lives of these apathetic, civarscncd. dis
sipated young men. The vaudeville
and the saloon ton. lu-d their lives, but
the church never did. Yet It was the
sinner thai Jesus came to save. Was
the church realising her rcsisinslhilily
to iicMeet lids nw(n swarm of youth
that bred bke ilisease In the tcnetuciit,
and cursed i:.d and died in the Im
pure iitinoKpliiru of these sdlutcd
wall"? Cod have merry on them! Are
they more sinned against than Finning?
Can a Is.y or girl grow lip pure In tene
ments like thesi we bate here In this
M-nil smitten city? And the one six la I
institution tuut ionics forward to mlii
Ister to thi social imdinct is the sa
loon! It says to the tired work ItiiMnnn
who has no place worthy fo be called
n home. Tome, enjoy a social glass In
a handsome, well lighted, cheerful
room!" It says to the men whose appe
tite is never satisfied Willi ill prepared
food: Come, enjoy n free lunch! Only
of course you will mailt Is-er it whisky
to wash It down." And without saying
this to the man, only to itself, the M.
loon, with devilish foresight, reckoiis
on getting back by menus of the free
lunch luo per cent to the actual sale of
drinks. Truly Officer Iauberts la right
when ba says, "It's free, but It's expen
sive." It says to the young luuu who mis
no healthy outlet fur physical life be
cause be Is boru without playgrounds
and- without home pleasures: "Come!
In the vaudeville I will amuse you.
The songs and tbe dances will be sug
gestive, aud the young women who
furnish tbe amusement are fallen, but
vice Is a uecessity to civtllzntiou, and
we stand ready to furnish what tbe
church nnd other religious organiza
tions will never give you!"
"Surely," John . Gordon meditated.
'"'the saloon In lta day ami gcueratlou
la wiser than tbe children of light
Tbe devil must dance In glee over the
sight of the tenement ami slum dis
tricts In the city as be sees his finest
agents occupying tbe field at social
panderer to a human necessity, while
the solemn, empty atone edltlces called
churches stand stately aud still up ou
the grand boulevards and open their
doors once or twice a week to receive
proud uien and women, clothed hi pur
ple and fine linen, who fare sumptu
ously every day. who enjoy their reli
gion, but do not enjoy practicing It
umong slimera at least not among
sinners like those who are boru lu ten
ements and get their nourishment In
Rah ii and vaudeville. Surely the sa
loon Is giving the churches pointers on
how t reach the iiuihhi-s. Will the
churches take tho broad bint and act
on it, or will they still allow the sa
loon to pre-empt the corner hits and
under the hypocritical guise of cater
ing tnasoclul craving dumu with phys
ical and moral damnation live that
have never known any other gospel
but the gospel of beer and free lunches
as long as they are able to pay for
themr
His meditation was going deeper,
nnd he was beginning to philosophize
uot bitterly, but with, genuine sadness,
when be saw Mr. Marsh suddenly
arise and clutch his arm hard.
"I can't tiear uuy uioro of this," he
said as Gordon glanced np at him.
"i'm going out. It's too revolting.
I've seen all I cure to."
"And when you've seen one of 'cm
you've seen all of "cm," snld Officer
ltolerts with a shrug. Gordon looked
toward the stage. A dance that mas
simply revolting In. Its Indecency was
being Krformed. A roar of brutal
laughter rose from tbe audience. It
was like a picture taken from some
scene of the "Inferno." Gordon's spirit
flamed up In holy wrntb at the sight
if it, but be got up and went out with
Marsh and the otlicer. -
Once outside, even In the tainted,
liecr toisoaed air that flouted out of
the saloon, ail three of tbe men brculhed
tasier. Officer lioberts looked toward
(Jordon with an air of resignation.
"Hoes your friend wish to continue
I may be allowed to say the show la
Ihe same one place aa another same
songs, same dances" . '
"No more for me," Mr. Marsh Inter
rupted quickly. "Gordon, I'm simply
sick of it all. 14-t us go back to Hons
House. I should like to meet Miss An
drews before going home. You thought
(he would be back after supper?'
"Y'cs, but I want you to see Bowen
street by night; Just two or three
blocks, and I'll uot nsk any more."
"Very well." Mr. Marsh reluctantly
consented. He was evidently lalsjring
under great stress of feeling. His sen
sitive nature had suffered 1n ways that
witc very unusual.
"It wou't lie necessary for you to go
long, Itobcrt9," Gordon said as the
Mliccr stood waiting.
"Much obliged, sir," lioberts an
swered with a look of relief. "I'm at
your service of course. Misa Andrew
gave special orders to me to he of any
help to you thnt I cnu."
"It will not be necessary, Roberts.
Much obliged. We'll simply wnlk
through tbe street and not atteispt any
Inside work tonight."
"AH right, sir." The officer turned
back to Hope House playground, which
he luid overseen ever since it had be
come nn Important Institution, and
Gordon, taking Mr. Marsh e arm, i
walked down Bowen street for three
blis'ks, then turned and came buck nn
the opixwite sidewalk.
If the street had lieen full during the
day, it was running over at night.
The stoops were literally packed with
people. The child of the tenements,
with her little sister In her arms, was
there, bending over the nriuful, sitting
on the steps In various degrees of dis
comfort nnd iini-onsclous misery, but
cheerful, resignrd nnfl apparently Imru
to her task.
The. night whs breathless, and yet
out on the wide'lHiiilevnrd it waa not
Stirling. lNiwii here, however, not a
single sigh of fresh air came. The
garbage Imxes rotted visibly. On the
covers of thoe few boxes that still re
tained covers were lying men nnd boys.
trying in the midst of the unnatural,
fevetisli noises icculiiir to tenement
distrain to get a little rest. On the
stones nnd mud nnd offal of the street
Itself scores of Hoph were lying, some
ou a few rags thrown down to soak up
the liquid filth, others with no covering
lietwi-en their horrible clothing and the
foul street. Twice they had to stop
nnd pick their way 1s t ween the figures
thnt lay In Ihe stm-t, panting for a
breath of nlr. wearily, but with the
Indifference of years of neeustoined
discomfort, counting the time when the
dark sleeping rooms Inside should le
come a little los uulM-.-imble.
I Miring tin- entire walk neither Gor
don nor Marsh said anything but once,
when Mr. Marsh asked a question:
"Some iff these children seem far
lietter dressed nnd cleaner, more nt-j
uiiiinc iu.iii ouicrn. nni ineiw kiiiic
of the m House converts?"
"No." repli.il John Gordon dryly.
."Those are salisin keeper's children."
Mr. Marsh did iiot ask any more
questions until they were going Into
Hope House entrance. Then be turned
to bis companion nnd snld:
" have se-n things today I never
could believe If I had been tiihl. It Is
nil ton horrible, too horrible. I Shall
dream of It tonight Why have you
made me look at It J"
They paused a moment under the
arch wny.
"Would fod, Mr. Marsh, that every
business man In this city could see
what yon hare seen, ami what you have
si-en Is nothing romps s -d with the hor
rors ymi will never even dream alsmt."
'it has sickened me," Mr. Marsh re
peated Irritably, ami John Gordon
could nee by his manner thnt be was
nervously affected by tbe day's expe-'
rfence. Before he could sajjnrthln
Miss Andrews came lu through tbe
archway.
. "I understand you have becu l.s.klua
about toduy. Come Into the library
aud tell me alxjut It." t
She bad greeted Gordon In hr usual
quiet, culm lint ileliglnful manner as
he Introduced Mr. Marsh.
When they were sealed at the jrrent
center table. Cordon briefly recited the
main incidents of the day's experience.
Gradually Mr. Marsh lost bis Irrita
tion. There waa something profoundly
Impressive iu the face and manner f
this woiiiau. She was the first woman
he bad ever met who made him feel
that she waa deeply and exactly In
formed on city life. Ho bad met oilier
womeu win were brilliant, witty, well
educated, cultured, but never one who
evidently knew humanity like this one.
Iu five uiinutca site sirimsl to be In
full iKHwesslou of all the facts of Mr.
Marsh's ownership of tho property and
Ills exact attitude In every particular
toward the scenes lie had witnessed.
Tho talk had not proosslcd ten min
utes before she said with the ntnnxt
frankness:
"Mr. Marsh, I urn sure you will tear
down No. !l and put up the right kind
of a building lu Its place. Of course
you are convinced now that the sinn
ture Is a mistake In every particular."
"I I don't know. I certainly did
not know what sort of a building it
was It would prove to lie," Mr. Marsh
stammered.
"Then of cour your Judgment ami
humanity together will prompt you t.i
put up a safe, sanitary, comfortable
building," Misa - Andrews continued
calmly.
"I I will have to give the matter
ah considerable consideration," Mr.
Marsh replied, with caution. "It will
lie very expensive to tear it down." '
"It costs Uvea. Are they not of more
vnlu, Mr. Marsh, than money ?"
- She said It calmly, but the repressed
passion of a lifetime of pn'ticut endur
ance for the love of the wople pulsed
through every syllable. A voice of
lenderest eloquence could uot have
been more detiiiltely emphatic.
"I shall have to consider it," the mail
murmured uncuslly.
The events of the strange day bad
produced a curious result lu him. He
was not certain that be could trust bis
Impulses. At the same time ho felt
moved to nctton of some kind.
Miss Andrews quietly bemn to talk
of something else. John Gordon, who
had leaned over the table. Intensely In
terested in what he supposed was go
ing to be nn appeal ou Miss Andrews'
part, - gradually relaxed his attitude
Into one of disappointed surprise. Miss
Andrews was still talking easily, and
Mr. Marsh was listening iiiteu'Jy. when
one of tbe residents came lu and called
John Gordon out to answer a summons
at the telephone.
Gordon came back soon nnd said his
friend Barton had sent for him, and
that he might uot return that night.
Mr. Marsh rose und said. "I II go
long with you, Gordon, as far as you
go my way."
He said good night to Miss Andrew
and the two passed out from under the
archway, and when be and Gordon
parted uptown Mr. Marsh said with a
short lauii:
"Miss Andrews cauie near making
mc a convert. But It would kill me to
live there und sci tlniso tilings every
day. I don't see how site stands such
life."
Gordon dl J not reply. He had spoken
tardly a word all the wny. The
weight of nil the misery that lay ou the
people Imre hi in down. In the pres
ence of this oversensitive, cultured,
wealthy man who had It in bis power
lo right the wrongs Hint were connect
ed with his own possessions, Gordon
felt a repulsion thnt he feared would
break out in word or manner. Would
Mr. Marsh do anything? Would he re
build the tenement? Would he correct
any of the nliuses'i Why did Miss An
drews cease so suddenly to talk alsuit
It? Why did she not plead with him?
She seemed on the point of doing so.
In a moment of Impulse lie siike, ng
Mr. Marsh wns moving away.
"Mr. Marsh, yon have It In your
power to save the llvi-s of those chil
dren. If Lonlo dies In that hole, lie
fore God, I believe you will lie held
pirt guilty In the sight of Cod. Aro
you going to do anything?"
"I'll do something." Mr. Marsh re
plied feebly.
"Then In G oil's name do It quick,
won't you?"
"I'll consider It; yea. I'll consider It.;
Gordou let him go with that, nni with
the weariness of the day Is'iiring down
on bis spirit he hastened to Barton's
rooms, fearing bad news, for Barton
hnd telephoned himself, nsking his
friend to come at mice.
He found Burton lying on the couch
In Hie second rismi.
"Come in, old man!" he said feebly,
.but cheerfully. "Excuse me for send
ing for you. but liiy cough got so wild
this evening about 7 o'ehsk that I
thought you would like to see the
show. It's a rattling pood perform-
She itomt it moment tlUi:tl;i yirln.
a nee. Three rings and a drove of ele
phants and a trained automobile don't
descrllss It
John Gordon looked mournfully at
tlis recumlwnt figure. The truth was j
very apparent to blm. Tbe great eyes i
that glowed lo tbe face stamped by
death's trademark burned like wast-
n witi
ix i h m.iift 't it
I Vi
Tbe Kind Tou Have Always
iu uae for orcr 30 years
and
Im oaI supervision since its iiit'unry.
4Cmj4-S ATbiwnn nntadiiva von In this
All Counterfeits, Imitation and Just-aa-good" nre but
Experiments that trifle with and endanger the beuUIt of
Iptants aud Children Experience against Experiment,
What is CASTORIA
Costoria is a harmless substitute for Castor OH, liro
Uorlc, Drops and Soothing Syrups. It ia l'lciisant. It
contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotio
aiibstance. Its age Is Its guarantee. It destroys Worm
aud allays FererUhness. It cures lXarrhuja nnd Wind
Colic. It relieves Teething Troubles, euros Constipation
and Flatulency. It assimilate the Food, regulates tho
8tonuM-li aud Bowels, giving healthy und natural Meep.
Tbe Children's Panacea The Mother's Friend.
CENUirjE CASTORIA ALWAYS
S7
Bean the
m BF M BBSBBBBB,aaSSl-BBV T JT 4 S
The Kind Tou Have Always Bought
In Use For Over 30 Years.
tm ma , V IMMMU mUT, NCW VOftM crrv.
lug iii-es It wus evident that the time
was short now. Hut after all It cam
as a shock to Jobn (lordon. lie had
not really lieen expecting It.
"What have you been doing? Amuse
me with It. 1 went down to the ottlce
this morning, but Harris sent me back.
I tell you, he's not half bad. And ob
there's a mutter 1 want to explain.
Have you seen tbe evening edition?
No? There's a copy on tbe table.
Hon't blame me. I kept the business
out ns long aa I could. Might never
huve got in If 1 hadn't been off duty.
Miss Andrews used her Influence and
actually went to see Harris herself.
She did miracle In keeping matters
out of all the papers for more than s
week. Kut Harris got word that tbe
Ilevlew waa going to run lu a story,
and I supitose he couldn't stand It
so don't bliiine me, John. I'm sorry
but I'm not' -
He sat up -j I'....'. I ees touched
his chin and began vo..;.n.ng so terri
bly thnt John Gordon, on his knee by
tho side of the couch, feared that the
end would come then and there. But
tjie spell did not lust as long aa he
feared, and Barton eald a soon a he
wns able to sjieak:
"She's getting out of gasoline or
something. That spurt she made at
7:30 winded her. There! Let me down
gain. And give me that stuff In tbe
bottle. It' no particular good, only It
keeps the cough from thinking of me
nil the time, the stuff's bo strong and
bad tasting."
t; or don gnve him the medicine, and
liartoii lay back exhausted. After s
moment be whispered:
"Ucnd the story if you want la But,
If you ars going to swear or anything
at the close and want help, ask Wil
liams to go out Into the ball. (Jive blm
a dollar, aud he'll pitch Into Harris
and the News as long a you want."
John Gordon picked up the paper and
went over by tho table. He seldom
saw the News, and he never read tt
Ilia whole refined nature rebelled In
disgust nt the monstrosity of yellow
Journalism, but . his curiosity was
strong enough to make him read what
Barton seemed so genuinely sorrow for.
The headlines were bold and obtru
sive: "Quarrels With His 'Father! John
Gordon, Bon of Itufua Gordon, tlx
Hunker aud Stock Manipulator, Goes
to live ct Hnic House. A ltlch Pluin
mcr. Breaks With His Fiancee, Miss
Liiclln Marsh.' A Stormy Interview.
Miss Marsh Refuses to Go With Htm.
All the I'srties l'roinlnent In Business
and Social Circles. Mr. Gordon lie
puiliatcs Ills Hon. Mis Marsh Refuses
to Talk. Ioc Not Deny Interview
With Her Former I-over. John Gordon
to Make a Stecial Study of Tenement
louse Conditions In Bowen Street.'
The whole "story" occupied two col
umns, and directly under the headlines,
which covered two column In width,
were two cuts, one of John Gordon and
the other of I.uella Marsh. Tbe title
uudiT these cuts read, "Cupid Balks at
Social Sacrifice.
John Gordon read the headlines and
glared at the pictures. Then be
crushed t lie paper liefween his banda
nnd Hung It ou the floor'.
"King the bell for Williams, John. I
think he's In the pantry. You need bl
help to do it justice. Sorry I don't feci
abbi to chip In with yon."
For a moment John Gordon stood
still by the table; then he cams over
and sat down by his friend.
"I don't care for myself, but I.uella!
David, It's a tmrrlhlo Invasion of all
one's sacred private affairs, 1 have
never understood how you could bellev
in that Mirt of jourmillsiii."
David llarton looked lovingly at John
Gordon. Ills cynical, whimsical, reck'
lss maimer disappeared for a moment
"I don't Is'lieve In It. Never did,
John. It's purely business with me.
I'm nwfuily sorry for you. What do I
believe nnyway? My whole life ha
contradicted my creed. But maybe
there's hope for me yet What do yon
think? Anil too bad to repent and be
savedT'
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