Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, August 04, 1900, Image 1

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\ ' I ' i i i^M1 WBEgL^ " " l. h. oeist ft sons, PnbH.her., } % jfamili; gtrcsgagcr: 4or thi; fromotion of the fotitiaal, gonial, g.gricutturLat and ^ommeijfia! jn(er^)s of Ihi; gtupl^. {TERM8roG*L0L^>T.EFi'U''cE?T8A.NCE' established 1855. YOBKVILLE, 8. P., SATTjJRDAY, AUGUST 4, 1900. 62. mnminiimniiiniNmniniiiiiiniiiiiniiiiimiiiniiiiiiin: Ipiiiiiliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii || MALCOJ I g A Tale of Moral HeroisnTf li BY .CHARLES ] = = Author of "In His Steps," "Crucifi == = L.ardy's Sev E= == OOPTRIQHT, 1800, BT THE A \ 1 illlllinilllllllllllllllllllllllllll IUustrationaby E oiiiniiiiniiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii i1 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 A f 4 V y; ^HHtil i^^PJAS ^L. ^n^0H V, W ^ -LAURA COljfiEU. 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. || In Overcoming the World; gj | M. SHELDON, Lxlon of Philip Strong," "Robert = = n Days." EE = DVANCB PUBLISHING CO. EE EE Jerman Beyer. Illlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllli 1 lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllm 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. a.,, ^ 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, 1 ~~ ' ' 1TA 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 - - - - J-11 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 1 I I I i 1 j^m/ 1?\3 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 4wSr I 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 4-mIsx/I . < .. . . . , . m 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.? I Vj