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He stood in n room nbont nine feet v
square, ventilated by a small window
opening upon an airshaft and lighted <
by a skylight let in the roof, which f
was grimy and darkened by the accumulated
dirt of years. Opening from 1
this the living room, in which were a I
table and a cook stove, there was a 1
yet smaller sleeping room, into which t
tint n< n..l. 1 ... ?. . i
aivsi v- yU^ll 11?^11L I'llU'irH IU I.lilKl1 lis ' I
contents visible from where he stood, t
As he recalled the fact that, as stilling c
and dark as was this "llat," being at
the top of the house, it must of neees- (
sity be better in both respects than the 1
floors bc?ow lie wondered how one hu- i
man being could plan such a building j (
"Arc l/Otl the coroner/"
for others to live in. In n recess next 1
to the chimney place was a wooden
structure which lie supposed was the j
wash tub, and upon the closed cover ol
this lie saw a tiny form covered with :
a bit of worn but clean cloth which
might once have been a sheet.
This is your baby?" said Ite, rover- j
ently lifting the cloth.
"Yes, sir," said the womau, with a 1
sob. |
Mr. Mitchel heaved a sigh as ho j
gazed upon the tli.iu little corpse, too ,
evidently dead from want of nourish- j
incut.
"Your tlrst baby?" he asked.
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"Your fourth? Then you have throe j
children aliveV"
Mr. Mitchel looked around the place
and wondered where they all slept. |
but her reply explained matters.
"No. sir," said the stricken mother; j
"they are all dead. They always live
about a year, and then they waste I
away. 1 think teethiu does it and the
hot weather, sir. It's awful hot here,
even on the top tloor. 1 moved up.
though the stairs is hard, hopin it '
would he better for the little one. But. I
j'ou see, it's no use. (.Sod is against
me, i guess, though what I've done 1 |
don't know."
To such as these it is hard to bring
the lesson of the eternal Justice and j
love of the Almighty Father. Left i
alone in their wickedness by their fellow
man, what wonder that they lose
faith in (lod?
"You have done nothing." said Mr.
Mitchel. "What has been done is the
fault of others. Your condition is a (
result of their greed and selfishness. (
You are not to blame, hut neither must .
you think that the Almighty has for- j
crntteii mil "
"I'm sure I try not to, sir, but sometimes
it's hard, mighty hard, to know
what to think." She bent her head
and wept softly.
"Tell me." said Mr. Mitchel soothingly.
"how litis all this come about? You
Jiave a husband, have you not? Cannot
he support you?"
"Y'es, sir: I'm a proper married woman.
and my husband's a sober, good intcndln
man. and he does his best. Hut
times has been hard with us. What
With the strikes, nuvl the Italians comin
over, ami one thing and another, we've
tveen goin down these last three years.
Patrick?my husband's an Irishman,
t sir?gets odd jobs now and then, lint
sternly work don't seem to come his
way. Yet he's a good man at his trade
too. lie's a bricklayer."
"Where is ho now?"
"Ilnhy died this mornin about f>
aV>1aaI.' \\*?? ? ?? _
v v ? us ikii:i '.![> wmi nor an
nigbt. Pat wont on like mad and went |
ont early. He ain't oonio hack. I ,1
thought mnylic lie'd pone to notify the j
police. Ile'd have to do that, wouldn't
' hc<'
"I suppose so. Hut, Mrs. Grlflin, do s
not lie despondent. Of course death at |
any time is a dreadful tiling, but re- c
member It comes to the rich as well as j,
to the poor." t.
"Yes; I know other people lias their 0
sorrows, hut the rich lias some com- j:
forts, too, I guess. That makes the .
sorrow easier to bear, 1 fancy." She i j
spoke bitterly. | f
"Come, my good woman, you must. (
not speak so. It is wrong of tlie rich j ^
to neglect the poor, but it is also wrong ! ^
of the poor to look upon the rich as , y
their enemies. Many of tlie wealthiest ' j|
would lie only too glad to do away with I
all the poverty In the land if only they ? ^
knew how. Fortunately I am a rich j
man. and I can at least help one deserving
family. So cheer up. I will see
that your baby Is properly buried, and W
1 will find work for your good man ,
since you ?oll mo be Is n sober, hard- '
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corking fellow."
"Oh, may heaven bless yon, and may
oil forgive me for sayiu that he hail
bi got ton us!"
She foil upon her knees anil woulil
lave kissed his hand had he permitted.
Ie raised her from the tloor and made
ler take a seat on the one chair in the
'oom, and now that there had come to
ler something to arouse her from the
stolidity of despair she began to weep
ropiously.
At this moment the door was rudely
>peneil by a vicious kick of a man's
joot, anil a drunken, rough looking
nan tottered into the room. At sight
)f him the woman emitted a scream
mil sprang to ids side.
"My God, Patrick, Patrick!" she
jricil. "You've been driukint You've
?ouie home drunk!"
"You're a liar!" cried the fellow,
rudely pushing her away from him.
'I'm not drunk! I'm crazy; that's all.
L'razy! I'm crazy from losin my child!
So keep away from me, or I'll do you a
lilirt. And who's this bird with the
ine feathers?" He noticed Mr. Mitch '
and turned upon him threateningly.
'Who's this man you've brought in
here?"
"Oh, Patrick! Pat, dear, don't carry
011 so! This gentleman's come to help
us. P.e civil to him; there',s a good
lnaii." Then, turning to Mr. Mitchel,
she added entreatingly: "Don't mind
liini, sir. lie's been drinkin, but it's all
because of the baby, lie's a sober man,
sir?indeed, indeed he is. Don't hold this
tip against liiin.'* Then to her husband '
again: "Oh, I'at, Pat! What made you?
And I've just been tell In what a good
man you are, and you come home like
this!"
"Like what? I'll come home as I
like. It's my home, such as it is, and
them as don't like it can leave it. And j
as for you, with your pretty clothes and
pretty face, I've half a mind to do you
up, comin up here and gloatiu over the
misery of a poor man."
lie faced Mr. Mitchel and raised an
arm threateningly. Mr. Mitchel, grasping
his wrist, held it llrmly, and, speaking
in a toue of command, he said:
"Patrick Griilin, you've been drinking."
"I've not!" snarled the man, trying to
free his wrist.
"You are drunk now," said Mr. Mitchel,
"and you ought to be ashamed of
yourself."
"lie will be! He will be when be gets
sober." wailed the wife.
"I believe so," said Mr. Mitchel, "and
for your sake and for his, too, since
you speak for him, I will forget this
affair. I will do all that I promised
for you. And now, Patrick, lie down
and regain your senses as soon as possible."
The man had found himself mastered
and was standing surlily looking
down. lie now made little resistance
as Mr. Mltehel drew him toward tlic
bed in the next room and threw liiin
upon it.
Mr. Mitcbel returned to the wife,
who again and again pvotestcd that
lior husband must have Ivjen crazed by
the loss of tlieir child to have taken a
drink, which was not ha rd to believe,
all tilings considered.
Mr. Mitchcl again assured her that
proper arrangements \vi mid be made
for the funeral of tlio ch ild, as well as
for the future of herself and husband,
md then approached the subject which
iad prompted his visit.
"Now, Mrs. Griftln," he began, "I
mist tell you why 1 ca: n< here. I want
o know ail about the baby that was
aken from tlie grav eyard back of
lore."
"It's not much I kno a*, sir. 1 was up
i!i the roof one day 1: ist week try in to
;et a bit more air f< r my own baby,
ind. clianein to look down, I thought
saw a young one ii i the grass in the
rraveyard. I didn't think much of
lint, but tlie next (1 ay I saw it again,
ind tlio next day pi ilner still, 'cause it
Iflll f'l'H U'lod #/* ? * ?'
w ?miv \\f Jin SJM)l WUlTt'
lie grass wasn't s- j> high. nn<l there it
ay, as naked as t jw> day it was born,
ookin up to the 1 von from whieh it
nine, i thought that strange. ami I
voilid have gone ?1. ?wn to see about it.
hough before ,hai I supposed it hoonged
to sorr e ?>k' the people down
tairs and liai / bten put through the
vindow to pi jy j|i ihe grass. Itut my
Avn baby w iS'so poorly that day that
couldn't s tlie lime to look after
inybody e' i>nt the next inoruin
ny baby :i pp brighter, so I went
?i tin- i ml looked down. Sure
nough, tt>ere was the little one in tlie
nm<? ?- ? - *' 1
- /BiC V. IIIMX' II WHS II1C CKiy UCIOI'C.
R"I>I it was gettln too weak to
raw I a bout. So I wont through the
ous' i. I ?ut I couldn't lind no one to
jft it though two or throe windows
" the graveyard had soon the baby.
' tit tlx y all thought it belonged to
tome ot ie in the house, same's I did.
>own i, 1 the Jew's place on the first
loot- tlx re was a young girl who had
K'en thi owin food to the baby, and
ron? the way she spoke to me I almost
ell eve It might be hers, only she'u that
oung it don't seem possible. Anyway
"tt sum c <Ipy I told the policeman
bout it. . and Jio sent word to the so;
oty. ant! they* took It away. That's all
know."
"What i the name of the Jewish girl
ho fed the chi id?"
"Rebecca. Pola. tkl or some suclt queer
itito. way |ierflrst name's Ite
u?wi. e>ne 11vos in tue DacK, tvitn her
motlicr and two sisters, and sbe sews
in the sweatshop In front."
"What (lay was It on which you first
saw the baby?"
"Let me see. It was last Wednesday.
I remember, 'cause it was the same
day baby took sick."
Mr. Mitcliel mused a moment and
was struck by the fact that this was
the day after the murder of Mr. Mora.
Thanking the woman for what she had
told him and again promising her his
assistance, lie went below, determined,
if possible, to Interview Rebecca Polaskl.
As he was leaving the place ho was
once more Impressed with the gloom
of it and paused to ask:
"Do you know who owns this building:"
"We pays our rent to an agent, Mr.
Mortimer, but 1 think the real owner Is
u Colonel I'ayton."
CHAPTER III.
ntlBKCCA l'OI.ASKi'S STORY.
.mi\ Mitcuei groped nis way gingerly
down into the increasing gloom of tlie
stairway. At the third landing ho
passed some one whose sex he vaguely
guessed by tlie funics of whisky which
assailed his nostrils. At length lie
reached tlie bottom and stood in the
lower hallway looking toward the light
at the street door, which made the narrow
passage strikingly resemble a tunnel.
At the lirst door to the left he
stopped and knocked, receiving, as
upon his first effort, uo response.
Therefore lie passed on and rapped
upon the door nearest the street, and
once more the bearded head of the proprietor
protruded just far enough to
inquire what was wanted, while the
whirring of the sewing macliiues behind
him made his squeaky voice
scarcely audible.
"I wish to speak with ltebecca Polaskl,"
said Mr. Mitchel.
"She's busy," was the curt reply,
and the man tried to close the door,
hut was forestalled by Mr. Mitchel,
who thrust his foot between, remarking
Uruily:
"But 1 tell you 1 must see her."
"Oli. veil, dot makes a diff'renee!"
lie came out into the hall and closed
the door behind him. "Vliy is dot you
must see Itepccca? Yliat do you vant
,-i.i i.?..v?
"I wish to speak 1o her about a matter
of importance. 1 will not detain lier
utorc than ten minutes."
"Ten minutes! Holy Abraham! How
do you suppose she can fool avay so
much time? She's got her livin to
make, my fricmlt. Siie couldn't afford
to slop vork for ten minutes. Ye are
not millionaires down here."
"How much could she earn in ten
minutes?" asked Mr. Mitchcl.
This disconcerted the old Jew, and he
hesitated before replying, but presently,
with a cunning leer and rubbing
ids hands together after the manner of
Ins tribe, he drawled out: "
//
"As to dot/iny friendt, dot's her pizness.
und^Jfs not my pizness to gif
avay utRft* people's pizness. But she
could make enough to puy a Iottf of
plead, my tear, und a loaf of pread Is a
tXQOd deal in dose hard times.
"A loaf of bread. oilV Let ine see,"
said Mr. Mitoliol. making a quick calculation.
"A loaf of broad is 3 cents,
and 3 cents for ten minutes is 30 cents
an hour, or about $3 a day. Is that
what she earns?"
"Vhnt a man you are at Aggers!"
said the Jew slyly. "You ought to he
a pawnbroker, lint you're wrong, my
tear. I didn't say a tifo cent loaf. She
might pay a dree cent loaf, ain't it?"
"Very well. Then she does not earn
more than 30 cents an hour. Tell her
to come out and talk to me, and I will
pay her 30 cents for her lost hour."
Mr. Mitchel thought that a rest of
even an hour might ho joyfully acceptable
to the poor sweatshop slave and
would he cheaply purchased. Hut the
greedy ears of the Jew wore doubly attentive
now that money was offered.
With a deprecating gesture of his most
expressive hands, lie whined:
"Impossible, my tear. An hour, a
whole hour, for 30 cents! You undervalue
de vortli of de girl's time. Fifty
cents for a whole hour! Impossible,
impossible!"
"Hut you have just admitted that her
time is not worth as much as 30 cents
an hour."
"You're no pizness man, my friendt.
You're too rich to understand de leetle
details of trade. I thirty cents an hour
might I?o do wholesale price of liepeco.a's
time, but for one hour?dot's
retail, don't you see?"
"No. 1 don't see. Explain yourself."
"Vid pleasure. 1 hires de girl py de
month, so I get her time cheaper dan
you can get it if you only vant one
hour. It's very simple."
lie smiled blandly, as though making
the most ordinary statement, but
\
"Silence, you wimi u retch! Semi lite
ijirl out to me nt once."
Mr. MiteJiel. poreeivin;? the.nvnricioiiM
intent in the man's mind, began to bo
slightly angry and therefore spoke
Willi some a> perit v:
J
'You just uow told uie that the girl
cannot earn more than 30 cents au
hour"?
"For herself, see? For herself! For
me she might he makin a couple of dollars.
So, as her time polongs to me py
contract. If I lot her off. vhy, I'm do
loser, my frlendt, und I'm a poor, hard
vorkin man. vid a large family, und"?
Mr. Mitchel was too disgusted to discuss
the subject further; so, taking a
two dollar bill from his pocketbook, ho
placed it in the outstretched palm of
the old screw and said shortly:
"There's your price. Now, send the
girl out to me." J
The Jew clutched the bill hungrily,
yet either his curiosity to know what
the stranger wished with the girl or
some lingering qualms of conscience
made him hesitate, and lie said:
"You're very kind, but dis is a leetle
Irregular. I shall liaf to ask vhut you
vant vid de girl. You see, she's a respectable
girl, und if any harm vns to
come to her I should never forgive \
myself?never, so help me Abraham!" 1
This exasperated Mr. Mitchel. and \
he angrily exclaimed: ]
"Silence, you miserable wretch! Send ..
the girl out to nie at once, or I'll have or,
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to look into tliis shop of yours." \
Tliis tlitont frightened tlie old man, for
lie hastily disappeared through tlie !
door of his apartment, crying:
"Vbat's de use of gettin inndt?"
A few minutes later a black linired, 1
slim and rather pretty girl came out j
and stared wonderiugly at Mr. Mitch- J
el. Her skin was like putty, her eyes sunken,
her cheeks hollow, and she
looked tired almost to the limit of her
endurance, yet withal she had traces
of beauty about her, even as the dead t
and faded rose gives evidence of what
it once liaa been,
Rebecca Polaski was really not more tliay
17. but the .Jewish maidens at
tain maturity earlier than their Chris- 1
tian sisters, and the fullness of her
figure excused the doubt in Mrs. Griffin's
mind, though as Mr. Mitchcl gaz- ,
ed into her sad young eyes lie thought 1
1t highly improbable that she knew J
might of the foundling, save what she
might have learned by chance. Ilow- j
ever, she had fed the little one with
remnants from her own meager supply,
and whatever she did know might
be well worth the inquiry.
"You are Rebecca I'olaski?" lie asked
gently.
"Yes, sir," she replied, with little or
no accent.
"You live in the back rooms?"
"Yes, sir."
"Take me into them. 1 wish to have
a talk with you." Than. as she hesitated
and threw a half frightened
glauce behind her, he continued:
"Have 110 fear. You will lose nothing.
I linvn ni'vnmrnil with en
that you may remain out an hour."
Tlio prospect of so Ion;? a rest lighted
her eyes with a momentary beam of
pleasure, and Mr. Mltcliel was more
than repaid for tlie money given in her
behalf. She led tlie way into tlie back
rooms and, opening the shutters, disclosed
a view of the graveyard, only a
few feet beneath. She then dropped
wearily upon an empty soap box and
motioned her visitor to a seat upon the
one chair, the cane of which was almost
entirely torn away. The flat was
about the same as the one which he
had seen on the upper floor, though the
window opening on tlie outer world let
in light and air, which made the place
so much the more cheerful.
IIow strange that what should be
freest and most plentifully at the command
of all should become an actual
commodity through the cupidity of
mankind! For one man erects a tall
building, darkening the homes of others,
and then sets a higher rental on
those apartments in his own structure
which are best ventilated and lighted.
What wonder that the communists, socialists
and other revolutionary sects
find attentive audiences! Mr.. Mitchel
thought of this anil sighed as he asked:
"What rent do you pay for this
place?"
"Three dollars a week," was the re
ply, and then she added: "We could
have the flat next door for two and a
half, hut it is dreadfully dark, though
we could put up with that, 'cause we're
mostly at home only in the night time,
but there's no air except from the
shaft, anil the horrid smells made my
mother sick."
So even on this ground floor there
was an extra charge for a window!
"What do you earn in the shop?" was
Mr. Mitchel's next inquiry.
"When I feel strong and well, I can
make 75 cents a-day In the shop, but
mostly only 00, and maybe 25 cents
more doing extra work." ,
Mr. Mitchel looked savagely toward
the sweatshop, the proprietor of which,
had charged him J?2 for releasing the
girl from her task when he himself
paid her such n pittance for the day's
work.
"How many hours a day do you
work?" lie asked.
"About ten, though sometimes longer
if I'm tired and don't finish up."
"What do you mean by extra work?"
"Sometimes lie lets us take worlf
home to do niirhts. and he nnvs us half
price for that."
"What! You work ten hours for a
day's task, and then lie pays you half
rates for overtime! Why should you
got less for ulght work than for work
In the day?"
"Well, you see, he says working in
the night, when our eyes are tired, wo
can't do as good work. Wo only get the
choauer sort to take home."
[to re continued.]
Benntr of Christ's Life,
The painter pnts bis vision of ths
beautiful upon canvas, the poet his into
song, the scnlptor liis iDto stone. Christ,
working from within, brings out the
beanty of his life in ours, for we, beholding
and desiring him, are changed from
beanty to beanty by the Lord's spirit.
I ?Rev. Don S. Colt, Methodist, Alleghany.
s?"|h JPR
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Lt. Abbeville 7 2u a m 1 85 p m
Ar. Bolton 8 65 a in lltpn
Lt. AnderHon | 6 20 n jii| 2 85 p m
Ar. Greenville 10 10 a in " 4 IS p u
Ar. Atlnntn.(Qau.Tlin?l 8 66 p m >00 p a
stations: ; ^8ir|
Lt. Greenville. 6 80 p m 10 11 a m
" Piedmont r. OJ p m 10 10 a m
Wllllainaton ft ?l p m 10 &5 a m
Ar. Anderson 7 15 p ro ll 10 a~m
??',ou 0 45 p m 11 lt~ a nt
Ar. Dontmlds 7 15 p in 11 10 a a
Ar. Abbeville. ~T lo u m 12 25 p w
Lr- Hod gee 7 81pm Trf-Tam
Ar. Greenwood 8 00 p ro 12 20 p m
Ninety-Six 12 55 p m
Newl>erry 2l)0 b a
- Prosperity 2 U p ?
Columbia B90 p m
Ar. Blackville 177777 till I a
" Barnwell a 20 a m
" Savanniih ? 5 16 a na
Lr. Kingville. > 7777777777. "Til p*5
" Orangeburg 584 p m
" Branchville 6 17 p m
" Summorville 7 88 pm
A r. Charleston 8 18 p m
No#i'^ x?bI STATIONS.
11 03 p 7 t0 a Lv..Ohar;es ton.. Ar| b 15 pf 7 if a ^
12 00 n 7 41 a Summorville M 7 88p I fit
1 65 i\ 8 55 a .BrnnchvlUo. M 6 Otp 4 fea
2 50 a 0 28ft "Orangeburg" 6 84 p 8 46 m
4 3'J a U 15 a " Kliigvllie " 4 13 p |3jj
1'^ 05 a bv. .t-avunnah Ar 6 la a
4 00 a " ..Barnwell " 8 Si
4 15 a ..Blackville.. " 006 a
8 80 a 11 10 a Columbia.. " 8 20 p' Own
o n? n i > on ? .< A i...?. ?t iSXr .Si:
v V. ? ~V K . . ../Iiniuu,, .. ? wpi O Of
10 04 a 1 2iip " ... bautuo... " 1 20p 7 43 ?
10 20 a 2 00 p " Union " 1 05 p T 80 a
10 HO a 2 22 p " .. Jonesvllle.. " 11 Bp 0 Ann
10 54 a 2 87 p ....Paco'.et.... " 19 14p 4$ *
11 25 a 8 10 p Ar Spartanburg Lv 11 46 * 3 it *
11 40 a 3 40 p Lr Spartanburg Ar 11 17 a 6 00 fi
8 87 p 7 00 p Ar... Ashevtllo .T.Lt 8 05.a
"P" p. m. "A" a. m.', "N" night.
Pullman Valace sleeping oars on Train* 36 and
M, 87 and 83. on A. and C..division. Dining oar*
on these trains servo all in cuts enroute.
Trains leave Spartanburg, A. A C. division,
northliound, 7:03 a. in,, 8:87 p.m., 0:13 p. m.,
(Vestibule Limited); southbound 12:20 a. a.,
8:15 p. m., 11:34 n. m., (Vestibule Limited.)
Trains leave Greenville, A. and C. division,
northbound. 0 3)0 a. m., 2:34 p. xn. and 6:82 p. naM
iVestibulod Limited):southbound, 1:00 a. aa^
:80 p. m.. 12:30 p. m. (Vestlbulod Limited)
Trains 0 and 10 carry elegant Pullman sleeping
cars i>at\veen Savunuan and Asherlile tir
rout* daily between Jacksonville and ClnslA*
nati. Also Pullman Drawing-room slesplnfi a
cars between Charleston and Columbia.
PRANK 8. GANNON, " JTH.CULP,
Third V-P. A Gen. Mgiw* Trafllo Mgr.,
Washington, D. C. Washington, 1). O.
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Gen. Pass. Ag't., As't Gen. Pass. Ag'L.
Washington, D. O. ,, ? Atlanta Cms.
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