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»' . w: I rtn 1111 n n nm» i »»t »Tttm» turn ttmtti REFORMER By GHARlfS M. SHELDON, /bter «f “fa ifc Ste^s." “Robert Hardy’s Seven Days.** Etc. OopyriotU, UOl, by Otarie* if. &uldon *v *r vV • ♦4* 4*4» -4 ‘titinmii ti 11 n 111 ttnimnniummim He laid his fingers gently on her arm as he finished. Luella was leaning to ward him. Their faces almost touched. But his action at once brought up to Luolla the incident out in Bowen street when he had placed his fingers on Miss Andrews’ arm. Was it that or was it some caprice that dangerously dallied with your own happiness, Luella, that made you say: “Companionship? You seem to be pretty good friends with Miss An drews!’’ John Gordon spoke slowly and as If he did not understand. “Miss An drews? Luella, do you”— He was angry with her. And she was apparently determined not to un derstand the reason for it. “She seems to accept your leadership here. You are evidently not alone so far as companionship goes.” She spoke lightly, but her jealousy was apparent. John Gordon smiled. Luella cared for him. His anger van ished. “Miss Andrews and I are good friends. She is a noble woman. There is not a nobler in the city. But”— “But you are blind not to see that she cares for you”— Luella spoke quickly. Afterward she regretted that little sentence more than any other. “Cares for me?” Gordon asked slowly. “Yes. Any stranger can see it.” “1 think you are mistaken. It is im possible.” “Nothing is impossible when people are in love.” "I refuse to discuss the matter. It is not right toward Miss Andrews.” Luella was silent. .Toha Gordon was readjusting his basis of fppeal to her. What she had said about Miss An drews disturbed him tremendously. “Luella! Can you not see that I—that you—are the one 1 love? This is the last time I shall speak.” Luella looked out of the window. The most desolate sight she had ever Been was out there. The background for the horrible piles of rubbish was the dismal row of tenements with the back yard staircases like external skeletons proclaiming the degradation of the tenement dwellers in the tat tered clothing hung out to dry. The dreariness of it all smote Luella like a horror. To live in an eternal coniliet witli evil like that represented by Tom my Randall; to miss the bright, pretty, i comfortable life into which she had been born; to spend her days and nights in trying to love disagreeable, ungrateful humanity—all this seemed like a nightmare to her. Yet there stood the man she loved more than any other; she could not refuse to believe in his nobility, his courage, his unself ishness. Her heart hungered when she thought of all he was compared with the other men she knew. If only he were not living here! If only he would do his work in some other place where they would not always be obliged to look at all this human misery! John Gordon was speaking again. “Once more, Luella. Will you be my wife? Will you Join me in a lifelong battle for human rights?” “Do you mean, as you did before, that I must live here?” “Yes.” The answer came without hesitation. “I don’t think I can do it, John. Oh, why do you exact that! You know I love you, John, but I can’t, I can’t live here.” “Do you love me?” John Gordon gaid it gently. “Then can you not trust me—trust all to me? We must live here In order to do the work in the best way.” “Must live here?” Luella did John Gordon injustice again in misinter preting his emphasis. It was the only time she was ever guilty of such an act, but that did not make it any less serious. And again her insaae jealousy of Miss Andrews disturbed her vision of the clear eyed love of the man who she knew well enough loved herself and her alone. “It does not seem to me possible to learn the people’s needs anywhere so well ns here. That does not mean that we must remain here all our lives, but at least for some years.” "I cannot do it,” Luella said slowly. There was a moment of silence. Then the steps of Miss Andrews and Mrs. Penrose and Archie were heard coming through the hall toward the library. John Gordon did not reply even by a Word. He bowed gravely and turned toward the others as they entered the room. Mrs. Penrose glanced quickly toward Luella. “Don’t you want to go over the house? It is very Interesting.” “I don’t believe I care about it to day. It Is getting late and Miss An drews is busy. I will come down some other time.” “I shall be glad to welcome you any time,” Miss Andrews said In her calm manner. She went to the door with them and said goodby as they entered the carriage. As they drove away the last look Luella had of the place framed Miss Andrews and John Gor don standing side by side under the archway. Both faces were serious, and John Gordon’s had the look of a man who has entered on a new expe rience of which be is In doubt, but concerning which, like all brave souls, he l&sjio fear. Well, I’m mighty glad I g *t out of it,” said Archie as the carriat e turned into one of the paved streets and the horses hurried on toward Park avenue. Luella said nothing, and Mrs. Pen rose laughed shortly. “How would you like to live there all the time, like Miss Andrews and Mr. Gordon?” “Catch me. One day is enough, don’t you think, Miss Marsh?” “I don’t see how they stand it,” Lu ella managed to murmur. “Stand it! 1 want to wash out my mouth with perfumes for a week,” said Archie, with an air of disgust. “I feel as if I had breathed in all sorts of dis eases.” “It would be healthier for you to keep your mouth shut more of the time, Archie,” said his aunt; “that is, healthier for other people.” She spoke with a savage disregard of any one’s feelings that did not take account of any results to herself. It was that that made Archie fear her. The carriage rolled along, and no one spoke for several minutes. Luella was dumb. She looked out of the win dow on her side, and Archie fidgeted in his corner opposite. “That's a remarkable situation down there.” Mrs. Penrose spoke contem platively. “Two hundred thousand dol lars to spend and checkmated by Tom my Randall. It looks like a hopeless case for them. Of course he won’t sell his lots, or if he does it will be at ruinous prices. The devil seems to be on top all around at Hope House. The only chance is that Gordon can In some way bring Randall to time on the ordinance violation. Do you think he will do it?" “I know he will try,” Luella man aged to say. “Try! But will he succeed?” “He will if any one can.” “It isn’t fair to ask him to face all that horror alone. He needs compan ionship.” Luella started. Mrs. Penrose saw it, but went on. “He ought to have a wife. Miss Andrews and he seem made for each other, don’t you think?” Luella coldly returned Mrs. Penrose’s smile and then looked out of the win dow again. “Miss Andrews is only eight or ten years older than Gordon, I should say. But that’s no obstacle. I’ve always held that the woman ought to be older and more experienced at the beginning of marriage. Then the man can catch up, not in age, but in everything else. Don’t you think so, Luella?” “I’m not a judge,” Luella answered in an icy tone. If the carriage had not been going so fast she would have opened the door and stepped out. Archie broke In with his drawling note. “It’s easy enough to see that they are good friends. I should say it would make a good match.” Luella was enraged at them both. Mrs. Penrose, whatever her reason for saying what she did, saw that she could not safely go on. “There’s Cousin Julius. I believe Gor don can get help there, if he could only bring a case against Randall in Cham bers’ court Julius doesn't fear man or devil. It Is worth considering.” The carriage drew up at the Penrose mansion. Luella lived three blocks farther down the avenue. “I’ll see Miss Marsh home,” said Archie. Mrs. Penrose hesitated a mo ment as the carriage waited. “Very well,” she said, and with a nod to Luella she left the carriage, and Luella and Archie went on. Luella did not say a word to Archie, but stared straight out of the window. When the house was reached, she said mechanically. “Will you come in?” “Thank you, 1 will be glad to,” Archie replied with alacrity. When they were in the drawing room, he gathered up courage to say, “Miss Marsh, will you give me a few minutes to—to make a few remarks?” He did not mean to say that at all. For the first time in his life he was as near being in love as It was possible for him to be, and in so far as the ex perience was new to him he was enno bled by it. Between the two unusual events in his life he presented a curi ous combination of bashfulness and efifrontery. He had chosen the time for telling Luella of his feelings with sin gular misfortune to himself. He sup posed she was smarting from a quar rel of some kind with Gordon. His shallow n>usou led him to believe that her feelings would be soothed by the devotion of another suitor, and so be blindly went on, gaining confidence as Luella sat perfectly still, her hands In her lap. apparently listening to him. “Miss Marsh—Luella—it Is no secret to you. I am sure, that I have long adored you”—he was nearer the truth than was usual for him—“but my de votion will surely count in my favor. Will you—will you entertain the thought of me as a—a—suitor? Will you permit me, Luella, to have some hope of some time winning your affec tions? I love you truly.” He spoke in a sincere manner, for be felt what be said. “Don’t say no to me. Think it over. Give me some hope, Luella”— He was astonished to see her slowly rise and without eyen looking at him, without so much as a gesture of any kind, walk out of the room, leaving him sitting there on the edge of his chair, with his hands clasped in an appealing manner. Ho sat back in the chair and waited. At the end of five minutes of blank silence be rose and wont out into the | hull. “Please tell Miss Marsh I will call again,” he said, with a ghastly smile, to the footman who was lounging there. He went out and walked as fust as he was ever known to go to his aunt’s. She was in the library and received him good naturedly. “Well, young man, what did you think”— She stopped as she saw the expression on his face. “You promised not to get in my way with Miss Marsh! But all your talk in the carriage was arranged to set her against me. I see it! You roust'd her jealousy by talking about Miss An drews and all that”— “What are you saying? You are ab solutely unintelligible. Say what you mean!” Mrs. Penrose exclaimed with disdain. “I am saying what I mean!” Archie traveled up and down the library in a rage, but it was the rage of a disap pointed child rather than the anger of a grownup man. “Oh! I see. You have been talking to Luella. Young man, you couldn’t have picked out a more inappropriate oc casion. Why, couldn’t you see, man, that she was feeling terribly over something that happened between her and Gordon while they were in the library?” “And you aggravated it by all you said afterward,” Archie wailed. Mrs. Penrose smiled sweetly. “So you actually proposed this after noon, Archie. Tell me about it. What did she say? How did she receive your remarks?" “She didn’t say anything. She in sulted me by leaving the room.” “But it was kind of her to leave you the room, Archie. You must have felt the need of something pretty bad.” “You’re a fool,” said Archie, and he sat down sulkily in a deep chair and looked defiantly at his aunt. Mrs. Penrose got up and pointed to the door. “Young man, you either apologize at once for that remark or you leave this house and you do not come back into it!” Archie gathered himself up quickl# and stammered: “I—I, forgive me, Aunt Constance! I did not mean that!” “Of course not. You got your pro nouns mixed. What you meant to use was the first personal. With that un derstanding 1 accept your apology.” Archie sank back into the chair and Mrs. Penrose at once recovered hex equanimity. “Tell me what you said, Archie. So she never gave you any answer at alL Do you think it is a case of silence gives consent?” “Hardly,” Archie groaned. “I asked her to hear me, to take time to think it over. I did not press the matter. I simply wanted her to consider me as a possible suitor.” “Maybe that’s wlnt she left you so suddenly for.” "Why?” asked Archie suspiciously. “Maybe she wanted time to think it over.” “Oh, I’m a”— “That’s right—a fool, Archie! Didn’t | I warn you? You never had any chance. Luella is deeply in love now with John Gordon.” “Why doesn’t she marry him, then?” Archie asked with directness. “I don’t know,” Mrs. Penrose replied thoughtfully. “I would go anywhere with Luella,” Archie groaned. “Even into Hope House?" “Yes, I would; even there.” “Then you must be very much in love. Poor Archie!” Mrs. Penrose spoke with a touch of compassion. “It’s no use.” “But I toll you, aunt, I mean to mar ry Luella Marsh. I don’t give up just for one rebuff.” “No? She’s never really given you an answer yet, Archie. Make her say no, at least.” “She will say yes at last,” said Ar chie doggedly. His aunt looked at him half contemptuously, half wondering- iy. “Not so long as you are Archie Pen rose,’' she said finally. “You’ll see,” Archie said as be rose and went away. Mrs. Penrose thought fully sat and mused until dinner was announced. “I have known stranger events to be,” she muttei'ed to herself. “But Luella Marsh is a million times too good for him. Why does she not mar ry John Gordon if she loves him? She will miss heaven, here and hereafter, if she doesn’t.” John Gordon and Miss Andrews hud turned back into the library after the visitors had gone. “That Mrs. Penrose is quite a re markable woman, Mr. Gordon. Did I understand that she was a relative of yours?” “No; she was an intimate friend of my mother. 8be has always taken a good deal of interest in me. It would not be surprising if she came to our assistance. She has abundant means and leisure; lives in a palace of a bouse on Park avenue; is a widow with no nearer relatives than that Ar chie Penrose. Her mention of Julius Chambers was encouraging. Oh, if Mrs. Penrose would only use her in fluence it might move something!” Gor don uttered a groan. “But these so ciety women have no hearts except when they feel remorse. That’s her trouble. She may be enthusiastic over a fad like Hope House, as she calls it, but it won’t last. Her old social ambi tions are too strong to be broken or changed into new ones.” “Judge Chambers is a new factor.” Miss Andrews spoke softly. “I won der what he will prove to be. That first act of his when he was seated was encouraging. How would it do to bring a case against Tommy Randall is his court?” “Just the thing! I don’t believe Tom my owns him. We have got to do something and do it hard. If Tommy Randall puts up those double deckers, contrary to the city ordinances, have we got to confess that there is no such thing as Justice in a city like this, in a country like ours, after twenty cen- SAGINAW’S CAPTAIN INJURED. fc Commander of Vessel Suffered Severe ly In Late Wreck. Philadelphia, May 6.—Captain James I. Tunnell, of the Clyde liner Saginaw, which was sunk yesterday by the steamer Hamilton, of the Old Domin ion line, off the Virginia coast, was brought here today from Norfolk. He was accompanied by Chief En gineer J. N. Selzer, Assistant Engi neer Murray and Second Mate W. I. Morris. Captain Tunnell is severely injured. Two of his ribs are frac tured and his head is badly lacerated. He is also internally injured and suf fers greatly from shock. He was removed to his home. Chief Engineer Selzer repotted at the company’s office but the officials say they will have no statement to make until Captain Tunnell is able to give an official account of the disaster. AFFAIR STILL A MYSTERY. “Do you still love Miss Marsh?” turles of the Christ of God? Oh, Miss Andrews, it cannot be possible that our appeal to the people themselves, incase all other means fail, will also fail! Do you have ultimate hope in the people?” She turned her blue eyes toward him, and they were glistening with tears. Whatever her feeling was toward him, she was one of those great souls who can carry in their hearts a love for one being and the multitude as well. All true love with her must have been of the highest exaltation. “I believe in the people at last. If all else fails, we will appeal to them. These wrongs cannot go on forever. I cannot believe that God will permit it. Child life must be too precious in his sight.” “And yet think of all these years, of all you have done and suffered, of the thousands of innocent lives that have been smothered and buried alive in these places of horror. Do you lose your faith; do you”— “No, ray friend!” she answered, smil ing. "God is not dead. When I lose faith, I shall die. Meanwhile”— “Meanwhile we are powerless, with all this money in our hands, unless we can stop Randall in some way. Of course lie will never sell us the lots. Our only use for the money would be to purchase some of the unburned terri tory and tear down. But it would be enormously expensive. Tbe city ought to condemn and buy up all tins district and put up muuicipal tenements. Of course I know you believe in all that, hut a city government that produces and nourishes men like Tommy Ran dall would as soon be expected to open its council meetings with prayer as to put up city tenements. Our only hope lies in stopping the erection of those double deckers in violation of tbe ordi nance.” Miss Andrews silently looked out of the window. Over at the extreme end of the burned area Tommy Randall with the little group of men was still at work laying out measurements for the contemplated tenement. It was growing late in the afternoon, and the men would soon be going away. Over at the other end of the library Miss Hammond had been bdsy at work over one of Hie lecture programmes. She went out as Gordon was speaking about the tenements. Miss Andrews calmly sat looking at the scene from the window, and John Gordon, seated a little back from her. where, however, lie commanded a view of her face as the fading light from the large window fell upon it, suddenly made a resolve that in itself was not really as sudden as it seemed. Some times a swift action has ripened under a slow process. “Miss Andrews.” “Yes.” “Will you allow me to confide in you —something 1 feel impelled to say to you especially?” There was a short silence; then her voice answered quietly: “Yes.” Gordon went on a little hurriedly, as If he feared the loss of the Impulse that had prompted him to speak. “You saw Miss Marsh. You know from the newspaper accounts my for mer relation to her?” “I remember.” “I asked her again this afternoon to be my wife and come to live with me here. She refused. Do you think a man in xny position, with the life I have chosen to live, ought to ask a wo man to come and live with me here, to share all these troubles, to bear all these burdens? Is the test I made for her too severe?” There was silence. It was broken by the quiet voice. “Do you still love Miss Marsh?” “No.” answered John Gordon slowly. He was seated and had put his band over his face. The group of men over at the end of the view from the window separated and went away. One of tbe residents came into the library and started to light the candles which were placed to an old fashioned silver candlestick which always atood in tbe center of the table. It was one of Miss An drews’ fancies. Candlelight, she used to say, was more literary than elec tricity. “Please do not light the caudles yet, Miss Farwell,” the voice In the win dow quietly called. Miss Farwell went out, aud In the dark John Gordon could feel his heart beat heavily. This story will be continued in next Friday’s issue of The Ledger. No season is as brief as a woman’s love. Shooting of Wealthy Man at Muncie, Ind., Puzzles Police. Muncie, Ind., May 6.—The mystery of the shooting of William Patterson, a wealthy business man, early yester day morning, has not been cleared up. The family persist in the story that he was shot by a burglar who was in the Patterson home. The police say that 10 or 15 minutes before they were called to the Patterson house two pis tol shots were heard in South Wal nut street, about six squares from the home. The police cannot understand how, if a burglar did the shooting, he left the house, as all doors and win dows were securely locked. CHICKEN BONE CAUSED DEATH. Wealthy Woman Victim of Strange Ac cident at Charlotte, N. C. Charlotte. N. C., May 6.—Mrs. F. Lee, a wealthy woman of Buffalo, N. Y., died at the Buford hotel in this city at 9 o’clock this morning from the effects of a chicken bone being lodged in her throat. She was on her way home from Flor ida, and was accompanied by her hus band. The bone became lodged in her throat yesterday at noon on a dining car. Proposition Reported Unfavorably. Philadelphia, May (i.—The pro; osi- tion to change ti e name o’’ the Pro le, taut Episcopal oiiu ch was report ed un'avo.aljly by the committee at today's se of the Rrotcst.i-nt Epis copal rhun h of th diocese of Pennsyl vania. PI: ' o;i Wh'ttnker in his ad dress yesterday opposed a change of name and appointed a special com- mittce to consider the question and submit their conclusions to the con vention. The committee recommend the adoption of the following resolu tion: “Resolved. That in the opinion of the diocese of Pennsylvania, any change of the name of the Protestant Episcopal church of the United States would be inexpedient.” Convicted of Brigandage. Manila, May 6.—Colonel Auredo San tos and Colonel Marcelo Detascrlng, leaders of the recent insurrection in Rizal province, have been convicted of brigandage and conspiracy and have been sentenced to death. The su preme court will review the case. A Sure Thing. It is said that nothing is sure except death and taxes, but that is not al together true. Dr. King’s New Dis covery for Consumption is a sure cure for all lung and throat troubles Thousands can testify to that. Mrs C. B. VanMetre, of Shepherd- town, W. Va., says, “I had a severe case of Bronchitis and for a vear tried everything I heard of. but got no re lief. One bottle of Dr. King’s New Discovery then cured me absolutely.” It’s infallible for Croup, Whooping- Cough, Grip. Pneumonia and Con sumption. Try it. It’s guaranteed by Cherokee Drug Co., duggists. Trial bottles free. Reg. sizes 50c, $1. 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Strengthens and invigora Kodol Makos Rloh Rod 'bjB.G.DeWiTT*G leontalnsStt times the Administrator's Sale. By virture of order issued out of the Probate Court for Cherokee county, S. C., this date, I will sell at public out cry at the corner of Limestone and Fred erick streets, Gaffney, S. C., on Saturday, May 16th next, at 2 o’clock p. m., the fol lowing articles of personal property be longing to the estate of Charles Petty, deceased, to-wit: Wardrobe, Bureau, Bedstead, Wash- stand, Feather Bed, Mattress, Rocker, Bed Springs, Gold Watch and Chain, Diamond Rhij{ and other person%l articles. Terms of sale—cash. T. C. Petty, Admr. F^st. Chas. A. Petty, dec’d] May 8-15. MEttHOircrHftB