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William ,T. McCarthy, a prominent res
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A Study In Hole.
The girl behind the counter said to
the young man who appeared as though
he knew just what he wanted to buy,
“What can I do for you?”
“I was going to buy a nice pair of
stockings for a woman. This is the
right department?”
“Yes. What material and what
size?"
“I thought I might leave that to you.
ns we are sort of related in our call
ing.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well. I’m a fireman—the man . with
the hose, don’t you see? As the head
of this department you’re the woman
with the hose. I haven't the slightest
idea of what I want or what it should
be or what it should cost.”
‘.‘For your wife?"
“No: 1 hoe my own row.”
“So do I." she laughed, “and as a
hosier.”
“They’re for my sister. And that’s
all I know about the whole thing. She's
smaller than 1 am. but larger than
you.”
“I take eights.”
"Then 1 should think she'd take slx :
teens." - -
He laughed to hear her laugh, and a
j whole row of customers waited.
| “It’s the best hose attachment yon
ever made.” he thought to himself, and
so il proved, for the cards are out and
i they are furnishing a regular birdcage
I of a fiat iu the north end.—Detroit Free
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J"L ROBERT HARDY’5
SEVEN DATS.
_| A DREAM AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.
BY REV. CHARLES M. SHELDON,
Autfvrr of “In HU Step*," “The Crucifixion of Philip Strong“Halcom Kirk," Etc.
[Copyright. 1900. by Advance Publishing Co. j
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CHAPTER II.
The children all cried ont in surprise
and hurried into the next room. But
before relating what happened there
we will follow Mr. Hardy Into the ex
perience be had just after fallin
asleep upon the lounge by the open fire.
It seemed to him that he stepped at
once from the room where he lay into
a place such as he had never seen be
fore. where the one great idea that
filled his entire tboughl was the Idea
of the present moment: Spread out
before him. as if reproduced by a plio
nograplt and a magic lantern com
bined. was the moving panorama ol
the entire world. lie thought lie saw
into every home, every public place of
business, every saloon and place
amusement, every shop and every
farm, every place of industry, amuse
ment and vice upon the face of the
globe. And he thought he. could hear
the world’s conversation, catch its sobs
of suffering—nay. even catch the mean
ing of unspoken thoughts of the heart
With that absurd rapidity peculiar to
certain dreams he fancied that over
every, city on the globe was placed a
glass cover through which lie could
look and through which the sounds of
the city’s industry came to him. But
he thought that he ascertained that by
lifting off one of these covers he could
hear with greater distinctness the
thoughts of the inhabitants and see all
they were doing and suffering with the
most minute exactness. He looked for
the place of his own town. Barton.
There it lay In Its geographical spot ou
the globe, and he thought tlmt. moved
by au impulse he could not resist, be
lifted off the cover and bent down to
see nnd hear.
The first thing he saw was his min
Ister’s borne. It was just after the
Sunday evening service, the one which
Mr. Hardy had thought so dulL Mr.
Jones was -talking over the evening
with his wife.
“My dear.” he said, “1 feel about dis
couraged. Of what use is all our pray
ing and longing for the Holy Spirit
when our own church members are so
cold and unsplritnal that all bis influ
ence is destroyed? And, you know, 1
made a special plea to all the members'
to come out tonight, and only a hand
ful there.' I feel like giving up the
struggle. You know 1 could make a
better living in literary work, and the
children could be better eared for
then.”
“But. John, it was a bad night to gel
out. You must remember that.”
“But only 50 out of a church mem
bershlp of 400. most of them living
near by! It doesn’t scent just right to
me.”
“Mr. nardy was there! Did vou see
hint?”
“Yes: after service I went and spoke
to hint, and he treated ute very coldly.
And yet he Is the most wealthy and in
some ways the most gifted church
member we have, ne could do great
things for the good of this community
lf_
Suddenly Mr. Hardy thought the
minister changed into the SuDday
school superintendent, and he was
walkiug down the street thinking about
his classes in the school, and Mr. Har
dy thought lie could hear the superin
tendent’s thoughts, as If his ear were
at a phonograph.
“It’s too had! That class of boys 1
wanted Mr. Hardy to take left the
school because no one could be found
to teael) them. And now Boh Wilson
has got into trouble and been arrested
for petty thieving. It will be a terrible
blow to his poor mother. Oh. why is it
that men like Mr. Hardy cannot he
made to see the Importance of work Id
the Sunday school? With his knowl
edge of chemistry and geology he could
have reached that class of hoys and in
vited them to his home, up into his lab
oratory and exereiseiTan influence over
them they would never outgrow. Oh!
it’s a strange thiDg to me that men of
such possibilities do not realize their
power!"
The superintendent passed along
shaking his head sorrowfully, and Mr.
Hardy, who seemed guided ‘by some
power he could not resist and com
pelled to listen whether he liked it or
not. oext' found himself looking into
one of tile railroad shop tenements,
where thp man Scoville was lying,
awaiting amputation of both feet after
the terrible accident. Scoviile’s wife
lay upon a ragged lounge, while Mrs.
Hardy’s cook kneeled by her side and
In her native Swedish tongue tried to
comfort tlte poor woman. So it was
true that these two were sisters. The
man was still conscious and suffering
unspeakably. The railroad surgeon had
been sent for, but had not arrived.
Three or four men and their wives had
come in to do what they could. Mr.
Burns, the foreman, was among them.
One of the men spoke in a whisper to
him:
“Have you been to see Mr. Hardy?”
“Yes, hut he was at church. I left
word about the accident."
“At church! So even the devil some
times goes to ebureh. What for, I won
der? Will he be here, think?”
“Don’t know.” replied Mr. Burns
curtly.
“Do you mind when be”—pointing to
Scoville—“saved Mr. Hardy’s life?”
“Remember it well enough; was
standing close by.” . '
“What’ll be done with the children
when Scoville goes, eh?”
“Don’t know.”
Just then the surgeon came in. and
preparations were rapidly made for the
operation. The last that XIr. Hardy
heard was the shriek of the poor wife
as she struggled to her feet and fell in
a fit across the floor where two of the
youngest children clung terrified to her
dress, and the father cried out. tears of
agony and despair running down his
face. "My God. what a hell this world
is!”
The next scene was a room where
everything appeared confused at first,
but finally grew moredistinct and ter
rible in its signilieanee. and the first
person .Mr. Hardy rcc-ogliizet! was his
oldest boy. George,
group of young me!
ruhlied his eyes
Yes: they were
where George
and Bessie’s too!
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miserable fathi
in company with a
engaged in—what!
niid stared painful-
gambling. So here
■pent all Ids money
Nothing that the
him to the quick quite so sharply as
this. He <iad prided himself ou his
own freedom, from vices and had ac
honest horror of them, for Mr. Hardy
was uot a monster of iniquity, only an
intensely selfish man. Gambling, drink
ing, impurity—all the physical vices—
were to Mr. Hardy the lowest tfegrada-
tion. '
The thought that Ids own son had
fallen into this pit was - terrible to 1dm.
lint lie was compelled to look and lis
ten. All the young men were smokin;
and beer and wine stood ou a buffet at
rJffi' side of the room and were plenti
fully partaken of.
“I say, George." said a very flashily
dressed youth who was smoking that
invention of the devil, a cigarette,
“your old man would nth bis eyes to
see you here, eh?"
“Well. I should remark lie would.”
replied George as he shuffled the cards
and then helped himself to a drink.
“I say. George,” said the first speak
er. "your sister Bess is getting to be a
beauty. Introduce me, will yon?”
“No, I won’t.” said George shortly,
lie had been losing all the evening, and
he felt nervous and .irritable:
“Ah! We are too bad, ell?”
George made some fierce reply, and
tbe other fellow struck him. Instantly
George sprang to his feet, and a fight
took place. Mr. Hardy could not hear
It any longer. He thought he broke
away from the scene by the exercise
of a great determination and next
found himself looking into his own
home. It seemed to him it was an even
ing when he and all the children had
gone out, and Mrs. Hardy sat alone,
looking into the fire as she had been
looking before he fell asleep. She was
thinking, and her thoughts were like
burning coals as they fell into Mr.
Hardy’s heart and scorched him as not
any scene, not even the last, bad done.
“My husband!” Mrs. Hardy was say
ing to herself. "How long it is since
he gave me a caress, kissed me when
he went to his work or laid his hand
lovingly on my cheek as he used to do!
How brave and handsome and good I
used to think him iu the old Vermont
days when we were struggling for our
little home and his best thought was of
the home and of the wife! But the
years have changed him I Oh, yes;
they have changed him bitterly! 1
wonder if lie realizes my hunger for
his affection! Of what value to me are
all these baubles wealth brings com
pared with a loving look, a tender-
smile, an affectionate caress?
“Oh, Robert, Robert! Come hack to
me, for I am so lonely, so lonely!
Would to God all our riches might be
taken from us and all our position iu
society he lost to us, for I ath fast los
ing my love for him who is my hus
band! Great and long suffering and
forgiving God, help me! I feel wicked
sometimes. I cannot bear this kind of
a life. It is killing me. It is robbing
me of all that life contains that is
sweet and true. Oh, Father of Mer
cies, for Jesus’ sake do not let me grow
insane or without belief! Ob, Robert,
Robert, my lover, my husband! I will;
I will love you!” And Mrs. Hardy fell
on her knees by the side of the couch
and buried her face in its cushions and
sobbed and prayed.
Suddenly the whole scene changed,
and Mr. Hardy, who had stretched out
his arms to comfort his wife as in the
old days when love was young, felt
himself carried by an irresistible pow
er up away from the earth, past the
stars and planets and suus and satel
lites that blazed like gems iu space; on,
on. for what seemed to him like ages
of time, until even the thought of time
grew indistinct; on and up and into
tlie presence of the most mighty Face
he had ever looked into. It was the
Face of Eternity. ' On its brow was
written in words of blazing light the
one word “Now.” And as he looked
into that calm, awful Face and read
that awful word Mr. Hardy felt his
soul crumble within him. When the
Face spoke, it was the speech of a
thousand oceans heaved by a million
tempests, yet through the terror of it
ran a thread of music—a still sweet
sound like everlasting < love—as- if
angels sang somewhere a divine ac
companiment. And the Face said:
“Child of humanity, you have neg
lected and despised me for 50 years.
You have lived for yourself. You have
been careless and thoughtless of the
world’s great needs. The time of your
redemption is short. It has been grant
ed yon hy him who rules the world
that you should have but. seven more
days to live upon the earth—seven days
to help redeem your soul from ever
lasting shame and death. Mortal, see
to it that tlion usest the precious time
like those who toil for jewels in the
mine beneath the sea. I who sDeak no-
scons
OF COD-XIVER OIL WITH
HYPOPHOSPHITES
should always be kept in
the house for the fbl-
lowing reasons:
FIRST- Because, if any member
of the family has a hard cold, it
will cure it.
SECOND — Because, if the; chil
dren are delicate and sickly, i!
make them strong snd weii.
THIRD- Because, if the father ••
mother is losing flesh and .l' .r:
ing thin and emaciated, it v"’ !.-:
them up and give them .
strength.
FOURTH - •Becauro
standard remedy in ..-i : . .
lung affections.
to tliee am Eternity.”
Then Robert nardy thought lie fell
upon his face before that awful Face
"and begged in bitterest terror for a
longer lease of life.
“Seven days! Why. i; will be but
seven swift seeouds to redeem my
past! Seven days! It will _Oo a nothing
in the marking of time! O mighty pow
er. grant me longer! Seven weeks!
Seven years! And 1 will live for thee
as never mo-tal yet lived!”
And Robert Hardy sobbed and held
Ids arms beseechingly up toward that
most resplendent Face. And as he thus
stretched out his arms the Face bent
down toward his. and he thought a
smile of pity gleamed upon it, and lie
hoped that more time*would he granted
him; and then, as it cante hearer, he
suddenly awoke, and there was his
own wife bending over him. and a tear
from her face fell upon his own as she
said:
“Robert! Robert!"
Mr. Hardy sat up confused and trem
bling. Then he clasped his wife to him
and kissed her as he used to do. And
then to her great amazement he related
to her in a low tone the dream he had
just had. Mrs. Hardy listened in the
most undisguised astonishment. But
what followed filled her heart with
fear.
’•’Mary.” said her husband with the
utmost solemnity, “I cannot regard
this as a dream alone. I have awaken
ed with the firm conviction that I
have only seven days left to live. I
feel that God has spoken to me, and I
have only seven days more to do my
work in this world.”
“Oh, Robert, It was only a dream!”
“No; it was more, -Mary. You know
I am not imaginative or superstitious
in the least. You know I never dream.
And this was something else. I shall
die out of this world a week from to
night. Are the children here? Call
them in.”
Mr. Hardy spoke-.in a tone of such
calm conviction that Mrs. Hardy was
filled with wonder and fear. She went
to the curtain, and. as we have already
.recorded, she called the children into
the other room.
Mr. Hardy gazed upon his children
with a look they had not seen upon his
face for years. Briefly hut calmly he
related his cxpcricut-e, omitting the de-
Thcrc was his own wife bending over him.
tails of the vision and all mention of
the scene where George had appeared,
and then declared with a solemnity
and impressiveness that could not be
resisted:
“My dear children, 1 have not lived
as I should. I have not been to you
the father 1 onght to have been. I
have lived a very selfish, useless life.
I have only seven more days to live.
God has spoken to me. I am”—
He broke off suddenly, and, sobbing
as only a strong man can, he drew his
wife toward him and caressed her,
while Bess crept up and put her arms
about her father’s neck.
The terrible suspicion shot into Mrs.
Hardy’s mind that her husband was in
sane. The children were terrified. On
ly Alice seemed to catch the reflection
of her mother’s tbooglit. At the same
time Mr. Hardy seemed to feel the sus
picion held hy them.
“No,” he said as if in answer to a
spoken charge, “I am not insane. I
never was more calm. I am in posses
sion of all my faculties. But I have
looked' into the Face of Eternity this
night, and I know, I know, that in
seven days God will require my soul.
Mary,” be turned to his wife with the
most beseeching cry. “Mary, do you be
lieve me?”
She looked into her husband’s face
and saw there tlie old look. Reason,
the noblest of all gifts, shone out of
that noble face, now lighted up with
the old love and standing on the brink
of the other world. And Mrs. Hardy,
looking her husband iu the face, re
plied:
“Yes. Robert; I believe you. You
may be mistaken in this impression
about the time left yon to live, hut you
are not insane.”
“O God. I thank thee for that!” cried
Mr. Hardy.
Often during tlie most remarkable
week he ever lived XIr. Hardy reposed
in that implicit belief of his wife in his
sanity.
There was a pause. Then Mr. Hardy
asked' George to bring the Bible. He
then read from John’s gospel that
matchless prayer of Christ in tlie sev
enteenth chapter, and then kneeling
down lie prayed as he had never pray
ed before that in tlie week allotted him
to live he might know liow to bless tlie
world and serve his Master .best. And
when lie arose and looked about upon
his wife and children it was with the
look of one who has been into tbe very
presence chamber of the only living
God. At the same moment, so fast had
the time gone in the excitement, the
clock upon the mantel struck the hour
of midnight, and the first of Robert
Hardy's seven days had begun.
No household should
It can be taken in r.u;
as in winter.
CHAPTER III.
When Xlr. Hardy woke on the morn
ing of the first of the seven days left
him to live, lie was on the point of get
ting ready for liis day’s business, as
usual, when the memory of his dream
flashed upon him. and he was appalled
to decide what he should do first
Breakfast was generally a hurried and
silent meal with him. The children usu
ally came straggling down at irregular
Intervals, and it was very rare that the
family all sat down together. This
morning XIr. Hardy waited until all
had appeared, and while they were
eating he held a family council.
His wife was evidently in great ex
citement and anxiety, and yet the love
and tenderness she felt coming hack
to her from her husband gave lier face
a look of beauty that had been a stran
ger to it for years.
The children were affected by their
father’s remarkable change in various
ways. George was sullen and silent.
Will looked thoughtful and troubled.
Alice, a girl of very strong and decid
ed opinions and character, greeted her
father with a kiss and seemed to un
derstand I lie new relations he now sus ;
tabled to them ail. Clara appeared tci-
l-ified. as-if death had already come in
to tlie house: aud several times—shc-
broke ‘down, crying at tlie table, and
finally went away into tlie sitting
room. Bess sat next to her father, as
she always did. and was the most
nliUasnhliica.1 view of the..sit
that Mr. Hardy smiled once or twice
as she gave her advice.
Xlr. Hardy was pale, but calm. The
impression of the night before was evi
dently deepening with Dim. It would
have been absurd to call him Insane.
His wife was obliged to confess to her
self that lie had never appeared more
sound in judgment and calm in speech.
He was natifally a man of very strong
will.’ Ills passions, as we have al
ready seen, were under control. Never
in ail liis life had he felt so self con
tained. so free from nervousness, so
capable of sustained effort. But the
one great thought that filled his mind
was tlie thought of the shortness of
the time.
“Almighty God,” was his prayer,
“show me how to use these seven days
in the wisest and best manner.”'
“Iiobejrt. what will you do today?”
asked Mrs. Hardy.
“I have been thinking, dear, and I
believe my first duty is to God. We
have not had morning worship togetb
er for a long time. After we have
knelt as a family in prayer to him I be
lieve he will give me wisdom to know
what I ought to do.”
“I think father, ought to stay at home
with us all tlie time." said Bess.
“Robert.” said XIrs. Hardy, who
could not comprehend the full mean
ing of tlie situation much better than
little Bess, “will you give up your
business? How can you attend to It?
Will you have tlie strength and the pa
tience while laboring nnder this Im
pression V”
“I have already thought over that.
Yes; 1 believe I ought to go right on.
I don't see what would be gained by
severing my connection with the com
pany.”
“Will yon tell the company you
have' only”— XIrs. Hardy could not
say the words. They choked her.
“What would yon do. Alice?" asked
her father, turning to his oldest daugh
ter, who. although a cripple, had more
than once revealed to the family great
powers of judgment and decision.
“I would not say anything to the
company about It.” replied Alice
finally.
“That is tlie way I feel,” said XIr.
Hardy with a nod of approval. “They
would uot understand it Xly successor
in the office will be young Wellman, in
all probability, and he Is perfectly com
petent to carry' on the work. I feel as
if the matter were one that belonged to
the family. I shall, of course, arrange
my business affairs with reference to
the sitnation, and George can give me
half a day for the details. But you
know, Mary. 1 have always kept my
business in such shape that in any case
of accident or sudden death matters
could easily be arranged. Thank God!
I shall not have to take time for those
matters that I ought to give to more
serious and important duties.”
It was true that XIr. Hardy, always a
man of very methodical habits in a
business way, had always arranged his
affairs with reference to accidental re
moval. His business as manager ne
cessitated his being on the road a great
deal, and he realized, as many railroad
men do realize, the liability of sudden
death.
But such a thought had not had any
influence on his actions to make him
less selfish. He thought, as all men do,
that he should probably live right
along after all; that death might take
the engineer or conductor or fireman,
but would pass him by.
Suddenly Will spoke up: “Father, do
you want George and me to leave col
lege?”
“Certainly uot, my boy. What would
be gained by that? I want you to keep
right on Jest as if I were going to live
50 years more.”
George did not say anything. He
looked at his father as if he doubted
his sanity.
His father noticed tbe look, and a
terrible wave of anguish swept over
him as he recalled the part of his vi
sion in which he had seen his oldest
son in the gambling room.
Again the prayer he had been silently
praying all the morning went up out of
his heart. “Almighty God, show me
how to use the seven days most wise
ly.”
“Father,” said Bess suddenly, “what
will you do about Jim and Clara? Did
you know they were engaged?”
“Bess!” said Clara passionately. Then
she stopped suddenly, and, seeing her
father’s brow grow dark, she cowered,
afraid of what was coming.
Bnt XIr. Hardy looked at the world
differently this morning. Twenty-four
hours before he would have treated
Bessie’s remark as he usually treated
her surprising revelations of the se
crets of the family. He would have
laughed at it a little and sternly com
manded Clara to break the engage
ment if there was one at once, for
James Caxton was not at all the sort
of man XIr. Hardy wanted to have
come into the family. He was poor,
to begin with, and, more than all, his
father had been the means of defeating
Mr. Hardy in a municipal election
where a place of influence and honor
was in dispute. XIr. Hardy had never
forgotten or forgiven it. When he be
gan to see liis children intimate with
the Caxtons. he tried to forbid their
going to the house, with the result al
ready described.
XIr. Hardy looked at Clara and said
very tenderly: “Clara, we must have a
good talk about this. You know your
father loves you and wants yon to be
happy, and”— XIr. Hardy stopped in
his emotion, and Clara burst into tears
and left the table.
“Come,” cried Xlr. Hardy after a mo
ment, during which no one seemed In
clined to speak, “let ns ask God to give
ns all wisdom at this time.”
George made a motion as if to go out.
“Hy son.” called XIr. Hardy after
him gently, “won’t you stay with the
rest of ns?”
George sat down with a shamefaced
look, Alice and Clara came back, and
XIr. Hardy read that famous sixth
chapter of Ephesians, beginning "Chil
dren, obey your parents In the Lord.”
Then in a brief but earnest prayer he
asked God’s help and blessing on all
the day and rose to face it, the great
burden of his responsibility beginning
to rest upon him for the first time. He
sat down for a moment by his wife
and kissed her. putting his arms about
her, while Boss climbed op on the side
of the conch, aud the hoys stood irreso
lute anil wondering. Any outward
mark of affection was so unusual on
the part of their father that Uiey felt
awkward iu the presence of it. XIrs.
Hardy tvas almost overcome.
‘.‘Oh, Robert. I cannot bear it! Surely
It was nothing more than a dream. It
couldn't have been anything more.
You are uot going to be called away
from us so soon.”
“Mary. I would to God that I had
seven years to atone for my neglect and
selfishness toward you alone. But I am
certain that God lias granted me but
seven days. I must act, God help me!
Box's, you will be late. We will all be
at home tills evening. Alice, care for
yotir mother and cheer her up. You
are a good girl and”—
Again Xlr Hardy broke down as he
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irtist, not on account of the expense,
for XIr. Hardy was not a niggard in
that respect, but because be had a
false idea concerning the profession.
He looked at the girl now as she limp
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pale. Intellectual face brightened hy
her love and her eyes shining with
tears at her father's unusual praise.
O God.” was the inner cry of XIr.
Hardy’s heart, “what have I not neg
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create so much happiness!”
The thought almost unnerved him,
and for a moment he felt like sitting
down to do nothing. But only for a
moment. He rose briskly, went out
into the hall and put on his overcoat
and, coming back a moment, said: "I
am going down to sec poor Scoville the
first thing. I shall he so busy you must
not look for me at lunch. But 1 will
be back to <’. o'clock dinner. Goodby.”
He kissed his wife tenderly, and she
clang to him. sobbing. Then he kissed
his daughters, a tiling he had not done
since they were babies, and shook
bands with the boys and inarched out
like one going to execution, something
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