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CHAPTER XIV.
FAITH LEAVES THE HOME I7E8T.
As she picked up the coat she was
looking at her mother closely and could
see that she was troubled.
"Mother," said Faith suddenly, "I
s don't think people ought to impose on
Malcom ran along the platform and
handed up an envelope to Faith. e
father the way they do. They know ^
he would take everything he has and e
< give it away If we didn't prevent him, a
and they just impose on his great c
hearted generosity. And you and the t
boys have to suffer for it."
"Hush, Faith! Your father does ?
what seems to him the wise and Chris- c
tlan thing to do. It Is true that every- i
body in the county comes to him for 4
** help. * But that is what makes his t
work what it is. There is no one else
they think of that way." Dorothy
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THREE WOMEN I
spoke with the pride of 25 years' coim ,
panlonship with the man of her choice. ]
She loved him now with deeper, truer j
devotion than she had ever known in 1
her younger days. . <
Faith was silent a moment. "But
how can father afford to give money
to people? I don't think he ought to." 1
Dorothy did not answer at once. '
"If people need the help of money '
more than anything else, how else shall '
we help them? Sympathy and prayers 1
don't seem to be enough in such cases."
^ "I think father might make Mr. 1
r ?. Barnes a present of a bos of soap," 1
said Faith. "I am sure he needs that 1
A KIRK. ||
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is much as the $5 he has come to beg
for."
"They are very poor," sighed Dor>thy.
"So are we," replied Faith. "Or we
shall be if we always give to everybody."
Dorothy did not answer this, and
Faith picked up the coat and worked
>n in silence. She was evidently planllng
something serious in her mind. It
tvas not the first time Bhe had ventured
to remonstrate about the habit her
father had of helping all sort* of people.
Until a few years past Dorothy
lad not allowed a thought of the mat:er
to disturb her. Malcom's salary
svas very small still. The most rigid
jconomy was necessary to keep the
family expenses within the income.
The annual Income from his writings
jow amounted to about $500, but a
arge part of It was given away, and
Dorothy faced increasing difficulty
iach year in managing the household
luances.
The study door opened, and Malcom
md his vistor came down stairs.
"I am going out for a little while,
Dorothy. Mrs. Barnes is very sick,
md I am going over there. Don't
Yuit dinner for me if I'm not back before
half past 12."
He kissed Lis wife and went out.
Faith and her mother wntched the tall,
leavy figure go out of the yard, with
he unattractive Barnes shambling aft?r
him. Malcom was growing gray,
>ut be was erect and vigorous, in his
>rime, and to these two women watch*
ng him out of the window he was the
test man in the world.
"I'd like to see any one say anything
Lgainst father!" said Faith decldpdly,
vhlle an unusual tear ca,me into her
yes. At the same time her mother
md herself were wondering how Malum
ever found time to write his sernons
or anything else.
Faith stole up to tue stuay ana iooad
at the loose leaves of the sermon
>n the father's desk. The last words
le had written were a quotation,
'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth uno
the Lord."
"Dear old father," said Faith softly.
'I'd betteF let the Lord rebuke him.
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AMERICAN .*
mON PEKING. ^
3F THE AMERICAN LEGATIO^
A.t the same time we've got to live.
Here I am a woman grown and earning
no bread, and the boys want to go
to college and mother saving every
:ent"?
She went off to her own room that
lfternoon anil brooded. When Faith
brooded, something happened. And it
was not altogether a surprise to Dorjtliy
when a few days afterward Faith
inuounced her decision:
"Mother, I have made up my mind
to go away and earn something for the
family. I've tried every possible place
here, and you know how It is."
Dorothy looked at the girl gravely,
but did not say anything.
"I have been writing to Grace Holley,
who went to Chicago a year ago
to learn retouching in Keffen's studio.
She is earning as high as $17 and $18
a week. She says there will be a vacancy
there soon, and if I apply at
once I may get the place. You know
I have learned retouching here, all
they can teach me, and I like it Mother,
I can't stand it any longer to remain
here at home doing nothing. The
boys will soon want to go to college.
I never cared about it I want to be a
photographer or an architect or a pa
! per hanger or something useful. If father
can spare enough money to get me
started, I can be in a position before
the year is out to help the family. We
never can break father of his habits of
helping everybody, and I want to be
self supporting and help the rest too."
This was a long speech for Faith to
make, but it was the beginning of several
family conferences, and the end of
it all was that one day in winter of
that year Faith and her father went
down to the station, and Faith took
the express for Chicago. The arrangements
had all been completed for her
to enter the studio, where she was to
receive $8 a week to begin with and
promise of rapid increase if the work
was satisfactory.
"Goodby, father. Don't give away
your overcoat before you get home,
will you?" Faith called 6ut of the window
as the train started.
Malcom Kirk smiled and waved his
hand- Then he ran along the platform
and handed up an envelope to Faith.
She managed to kiss his hand as she
took the envelope and then leaned back
in her seat and cried.
When she opened the envelope, a
check for $25 dropped out
"This is a 'good companion,' my
dear. You will find it good company
on the road. Your father." This was
written hastily in a note with the
check. Faith understood it was the
price of a story Malcom had written
that tall. She tucked the check into
her purse and cried harder than ever.*
But when she found herself In Chicago
next morning, she set herself resolutely
and with courage toward her
new. life,
The work In the studio was extremely
Interesting to her. Her letters to
the people at home were very entertaining
and even funny. But after she
had been in the city a few months she
was obliged to face a serious condition,
one that she bad not anticipated.
In the first place, it cost her nearly
every cent of the $8 a week to live.
But economize as she would after
counting out rent and ruei ana ugnt,
jylth what her clothes and car fare
cost, with everything that must enter
into the account of daily existence, she
had very little left when Sunday came.
One day she realized, with a shock,
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d maw foi?g ficarcTi
I IN PEKING.
that she had been obliged to draw on
the $25 check. She had used all the
money her father had been able to
spare. The work in the studio had for
several weeks been piecework, and It
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happened that business wus uun, nuu
several weeks she had been able to
earn less than $5.
Then came a crisis that she had not
counted on. The studio changed hands,
and the new proprietor began to cut
down expenses and dismiss some of
the retouchers. Faith was one of the
latest arrivals, and one evening as she
came down to the office from the little
workshop under the roof she was notl
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CONSPICUOUS PEBSt
fled that her services would not be She wei
panted after the next week. the plctur
She went out of the studio, and In- there wai
stead of taking the car as she usually of It
was obliged to do on account of the She sto]
distance to her room she walked on grlly at
until she was at the corner of Madteon glimpse 1:
and State streets. the parsoi
She plunged through that boiling It was
crowd of humanity and started to walk she had
up State street the four miles that yet calling at
lay between her and her room. And him that
as she walked on she was deeply subject In
thinking of what she would do. The very shy 1
Idea of writing home for money was never tho
so distasteful that she could not bear artist
to entertain it Her lips closed firm- As she
ly, and she said to herself: "I never night two
will do It while I can live. I have ing about
made a failure out of it so far here, near her I
but I can't burden father and mother Ing what 1
right now. I know how matters are "It seen
going at home with all the expense out of the
there and Hermon's illness last month. "We ca
No. no! I started out to be a bread- week."
winner. I must earn my own living." "When <
She was suddenly brought to a stop "The las
by a crowd that filled up the sidewalk "Better
In front of a large window. There "I think
was a picture on exhibition there, and has, Malc<
Faith, after running Into one or two Faith si
people, seeing what was the object of and lookei
attraction, stopped herself and grad- The ma
ually was pushed po to the window as aged, graj
the crowd went and came. man who
It was an oil painting with life slse
figures, representing the deck of an fif
ocean steamer. A man was holding a
baby In his arms, and the baby was
looking up into the man's face and | I
smiling. The title of the picture In ; ' r
gilt letters on the frame was simply MgJff
"Motherless."
It was one of those pictures that appeal
to a common humanity, and the
crowd on the sidewalk was Irresistibly
drawn to It. But the effect on Faith
was electrical. As soon as she had
seen the face of the man on the canvas
she exclaimed aloud, "Why, that's I
father!"
Those nearest her looked at her In
surprise. She checked herself and was ^V p
silent. But there before her was the A*
likeness of Malcom Kirk as she had \\
seen him in the sketch her mother had
often shown her. And the story of IWw/f
the baby whose mother had died In /
midocean was familiar to all the chil- f f /I
dren at home. / II
She looked at the corner of the can- / JI
vas and saw the artist's name, Francis / //
Raleigh. A card in the window announced
the fact that the picture was
sold and that the artist's studio was sTaJC!*=*?=?
in one of the new blocks on Randolph ' fl
street.
Faith slowly pushed out of the crowd
and went on her way. But the picture
affected her deeply. The sight of the ,
dear father protecting that motherless
baby made her cry. And It also perhaps Z
strengthened her purpose not to appeal looking fe
for financial help from home. She face that
could not have told why that feeling something
accompanied her sight of the picture, stant the!
But It did, and she determined that she blushed a
would make every effort to support crowd anc
herself without help from home. back, but
The end of the following week found two gentle
her without a place, and as she came "They a
away from the studio that Saturday bought th
evening she realized as never before in away," sh
her life what it meant to a girl without She was i
any friends or a home to face a great had come
city without work or means. She knew father's fi
that she could go home at any time or every day
get help from that source if she asked During
for it. But how about the great army had an e:
of unemployed that had not even that she had ne
resort? She shivered as she turned She visii
down toward the great artery of the studios to
city's human traffic and was swept them she
along with it. girls all on
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IMAGES IN THE CHINESE TMOUBLi. '
it up by the window where ed the value of her work on several oee
was still on exhibition, and caslons, for she had learned to do the
3 the usual crowd In front retouching in a superior manner, and
still, work as hard as she would, the
pped again and looked hun- orders she could get did not equal bar, , .
It It was like getting a expenses which she had reduced to
Qto the dear home circle in the lowest possible figures,
lage at Conrad. She came back to her room one day
perhaps a little strange that after an unsuccessful application for
not entertained the Idea of orders in 20 places thoroughly tired,
Raleigh's studio and telling for she had walked a good many miles, *
she was the daughter of his and the streets were running over with
. the picture. But Faith was mud and snow,
n some ways, and she simply She counted over her money and for
ught of trying to meet the the first time realized that she had (
reached the end. She was determined
stood there- this Saturday not to run in debt, although her land
men In the crowd were talk- lady in the flat had been very kind,
the picture. They stood so She went down to a little newsstand
that she could not help hear- on the corner and bought an evening
they said. paper and looked over the wilderness
is too bad to take the picture of "wants" and wondered how In a
window." ' city like that any one ever found anyin
leave It there another thing to do. She envied the butcher's
boy who was just coming out of a marJo
you start west?" ket near by and thought of asking him
it of next month." how he managed to get his position
leave it here till then." while so many boys were probably
so too. But what a force it without any.
am-" She took the paper to her room and
tarted at the familiar name finally settled on one advertisement as
3 up- offering a possible chance for her.
n who spoke was a middle she had made up her mind for sevj
bearded gentleman, and the eraj weeks that she could not make a
m he called "Malcom" was living by retouching.
"I'll do It," she said, with a faint
W K \ flush of color In her face. "I wonder
what mother would say!" ^
? ' IflWl v Tlie advertisement was as follows:
<i>< r j ygMtTV WANTED.?An American girl to do cooking and
j j?? .U ]N general housework. Wages satisfactory. Apply,
"V'Sua. with references, to ? Ellis avenue.
x r 'i'df- 1 cau set ^ a week wlth
\ board, 1 can save nearly every cent of
A I It," said Faith resolutely. "And motbiVjfiJfcjl
sZ'-zd Av-1 er taught me how to cook. I am sure
w / UC | ,s as honorable a way to earn a liv1
>V ,nf> as work,n? lu a store."
1/^^V-l JL There was a bit of adventure In It
~f\ W^ajjiS a4so that attracted her. The thought
of Dorothy Gilbert's daughter work1
' ^ Ing out 08 a "birefl ?,rl" gave Falth
4' // M * something of a surprise at herself, but
ft was a Part ?* ber love ?* exPerl*
S/"r ments that made possible the strange
|, \ I experience she was now about to know.
^^JUf j She went to the studio early Moni
day morning and secured good refer/
ences. For the rest she said she would
frankly ask the people to try her for a
I week at least and then employ her for
/ - what she could do.
f She took a Cotta8e Grove avenue car
and went d,rect,y t0 the number on
j^\ j| r~T^ Ellls avenue. It was a large house,
~ i f kf f?\ with a veranda on three sides. She
\ I 11 F^.1 went around to the side entrance and,
! // mounting the steps, rang the bell, her
* heart trembling a little as she did so.
TO BE CONTINUED.
'Why, that'8 fatherf ???'
Fair Bargain.
5 years old, a stalwart, fine "Every man should * learn to say
llow, with something In his ? sjje Said, for she was a strong
made Faith puzzle over xninded young woman and had well deforeign
there. For an In- gne(j views on the temperance quesIr
eyes met. Then Faith tlon. "Many a young man has been
nd moved back out of the ruined because of his Inability to say
I went on. She did not look <no??
she seemed to feel that the "And every woman," he returned,
:men were looking after her. "should learn to say 'yes.' Many a
ire the persons who have young man of excellent promise has
ie picture and will take it been brought to that condition of mind
e said as she walked along, where he is disinclined to say 'no' owsad
at the thought, for she jng to the disinclination of some girl
to cherish the look at the to say 'yes.' Let us, therefore, enace
which she had enjoyed deavor to correct our own faults. Besince
she first saw it there. fore agking us to say 'no' you should
the next few weeks Faith ]eam to say 'yes.'n
xperience that tried her as After a few minutes given to the con
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ver ukcij mtru. ^ siaeration or me question sne conressted
scores of photographers' e(j ber abmty to say "yes." It Is Just
get piecework. In some of ^ ^gll to hang on to a young man
would find waiting a dozen ^bo jg smart enough to make such fali
the same errand. She prov- lacious arguments sound plausible.?
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