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The Atlantii Jouruid (-ays that a
valued exchange announces ibat the
McKinley administration, in its pious
and devoted efforts to save and elevate
the country, lias reformed the deca
logue,and that for all the true 1 e ievt-rs
in King Kill and his gang it now reads
as follows:
1. Tlion shalt have no other gods
before me, and only gold above me.
2. Thou shalt not worship any graven
imago except on bank notes.
3. Thou slialt not take the name of
the Lord thy God in vain, bnt shall use
it profitably to sanctify, tby greed.
4. Remember the Sabbath day to
keep it holy. On the seventh day thou
shalt do no labor, bnt thy man servant
and thy maid servant, thy sweat shops
and all that fills tby purse must be kept
going.
5. Honor thy lather and tby mother,
but scorn the fathers of tby country.
C. Thou shalt not kill except to ex
tend trade.
7. Tbon shalt not commit adulteiy,
but may enter entangling alliances.
8. Tbon shalt not steal, but shalt
annex.
!). Thou shalt not bear false witness,
bnt censor the dispatches.
10. Thou shalt not covet, bnt grab.
Ill almost every neighborhood there
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by Chamberlain’s Colic, Cholera and
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cured of chronic diarrhoea by the use
of that medicine. Such persons make
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the means of saving other lives. For
sale by E. Bradford.
Reduced llatcs via Southern Hail
way.
The Sonlhern Railway announces re
duced rates from points on its line for
the following occasions: —
General Assembly Cumberland Pres
byterian church, Chattanooga, Tenn.,
May 17tli-24tli, tickets will be sold at
one fare for the Tound trip, selling
dates May 15th to 18th inclnsive, with
final limit to return May 26th, 1900.
General Assembly Presbyterian
church, Atlanta, Ga., May 17th-2Gth.
Tickets will be sold on May 15th, 10th
and 17th, limited to return May 29th,
1900, at rate of one fare for the round
trip.
General Assembly Presbyterian
chnrcb, St. Louis, Mo., May 17th-31st.
Tickets will be sold May 15th, lGth and
17th, with final limit to return June
3rd, 1900, at rate of one fare for the
round trip, plus $2.
For further information regarding
these occasions, apply to nearest South
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two heads
W. H. Shipman, Beardsley, Minn.,
nnder oath, says he suffered from dys
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“is when he’s out of employment and
has’t anything else to do.”
Mrs. M.-T. Doylp, of Cedartown, is
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Mrs. Doyle will leave shortly for South
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us. It cured us before the bottle was
more than half used. It is the best
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Wagg—“Simply force of habit. She
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Women may be forgiven in Lent for
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“No family can afford to he without
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The judge who is a man of few words
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Advice is cheap, hut it sometimes
costs yon pretty dear to follow it.
J. I. Carson, Prothonotary, Wasliin, .
ton, Pa., says, “I have found Kodol
Dyspepsia Cure an excellent remedy in
ease of stomach trouble, and have de
rived great benefit from its use!” It
digests what you eat and can not fail
to cure. E. Bradford.
Unreasonable.
“Yes. we're at swords’ points,” ad
mitted a suburbanite, while discussing
a neiglibor.-
“I-'ault on both sides. 1 presume?"
“No. sir. not a bit of it. I’ve been
unfortunate, tlmt's all. and he won't
listen to explanations.” -
“Shot his dog. didn't you?”-
“Yes. I did. but it was this way. 1
heard the whole street in shrieks and
rushed to the wiudow. Boys were
climbiug trees., mothers hustled their
babies inside aud -locked their doors,
and .down the center , of the street
came that dog like all possessed. Of
course I thought be was mad. So
would anybody, and 1 shot him.
“Come to tiud out. he'd been rooting
into a bumblebees' nest Fill uo ex
pert on mad dogs and told my neigh
bor so. but be stormed around as
though he had bees in his. own hair,
and I just dropped Win.
‘•What made him madder was that
I hit him in the head with au old coal
scuttle. I . can't see through a tight
board fence, cau IV 1 didn't know
he was shocking' through I the alley-
when 1 threw the thing away. He
was so mad that 1 didn't recognize Ills
voice. I told him we didn't allow such
talk and bad him kicked across part
of a subdivision before I discovered
who he was. Tlien-I apologized. • but
there’s no reason in him.”—Detroit
Free Press/
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ROBERT HARDY'S
SEVEN DAYS.
J A DREAM AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.
BY REV. CHARLES M. SHELDON,
Author of “In Hie Step*," “The Crucifixion of Philip Strong;** “3lalcom Kirh,” Etc,
[Copyright, 1900, by Advance Publishing Co.]
A\op. Tues. Wed. Tburs. Fri. Sat.
Suu.
Mr. Hardy hurried down toward the
tenement where Ward Seoville lived,
revolving In hh? mind as he went along
plans for his future happiness and
comfort.
“I’ll deed him the place where he
lives and arrange it In some fray so
that he ■ won’t’ have to go io the hos
pital or come on the coittny when his
poor wife is gone. It will be the best
I can do fpr him. Poor fellow! What
a shame I did not come down last
Lib<‘l lor Divoi <*<*.
Anna Adams ) No. 39, In Polk-Superior
vs. Court, February 'lVrin,
Wm. Adams. I 1900.
It appearing that Win. Adams defend
ant in the foregoing petition, resides
out ot‘tho statejand that it is nere-sary
t service upon him by publica
tion: it is'ordered that sery.ee he per
fected by publication in the paper in
advertisements are
two months.
ANES, J. S. C.
^ printed twice a month lb
• This March loth, 1900.
Be kissed his wife tenderly, and she clung
to film, sobbing.
night! And his wife a hopeless In
valid and the oldest child only 4 years
old, Mary said!”
He was surprised as he drew near
the bouse to see a group of men stand
ing there outside and talking together
earnestly. As Mr. Hardy came up they
stood aside to let him pass, but were
barely civil.
“Well, Stevens,” Mr. Hardy inquired
of oue of the men, recognizing him as
one of the employees in the easting
room, “how is Seoville this morning?”
“Dead!"
Mr. Hardy reeled as if struck In the
breast with a heavy blow.
“Dead, did you say?"
“He died about an hour ago,” said
one of the other men. “The surgeon
was late in getting around, and after
the amputation it was ascertained that
Seoville had received severe internal
injuries.”
Was he conscious?” Mr. Hardy ask
ed the question mechanically, but all
the while his mind was in a whirl of
remorse.
“Yes; up to the last moment.”
Mr. Hardy went up to the door and
knocked. A woman, one of the neigh
bors, opened it and he went in. The
sight stunned him. The dead man had
been removed to a rear room, but his
wife lay upon the very same ragged
lounge Mr. Hardy had seen in his
flream. The surgeon was bending over
her. The room was full of neighbors.
The surgeon suddenly arose and,
turning about, spoke in a quiet but de
cided tone:
“Now, then, good people, just go
home, will you, for awhile! And sup
pose some of you take these children
along with you. You can’t do anything
more now and your presence disturbs
the woman! Ah, Mr. Hardy!” be ex
claimed, seeing the manager. “You
here? This is a sad .business. Come,
now, ladies, I must ask you to retire.”
Everybody went out except the sur
geon, the poor woman’s sister and Mr.
Hardy. He drew the surgeon over to
the window and inquired concerning
the particulars. Mf. Hardy had receiv
ed a shock at the very first and he
trembled violently.
“Well, you see,” explained the sur
geon, “Seoville was a dead man from
the minute of the accident Nothing
could have saved him. When, the acci
dent happened. I was down at Bayville
attending the men who were injured in
the wreck last Saturday. I telegraphed
that I would come at-onee. But there
was a delay on the road, and I did not
get here until 3 o’clock in the morning.
Meanwhile everything had been done
that was possible. But nothing could
save-the poor fellow. This shock will
kill his wife. I doubt if she lives
through the day.”
“What will be done with the chil
dren?” Mr. Hardy asked the question
meehanically. again feeling the need of
time to think out what was best to be
done. The surgeon shrugged his shoul
ders. He was accustomed to scenes of
suffering and distress continually.
“Orphans’ home, I suppose,” he re
plied laconically.
movement and a moan from the
woman called him to her side, and Mr.
Hardy, left alone.’ lie thought a mo
ment, then stepped over to the surgeon
nnd asked him if he could go into the
other room and see the dead man. The
surgeon uodded a sui-prised assent, and
Mr. Hardy stepped into the rear room
and closed the door. He drew back the
sheet from the face of-the mau and
looked down upon it. Nothing in all
his experience had ever moved him so
deeply. The features of the dead man
were fixed, it seemed to him, in an ex
pression of despair. Mr. Hardy gazed
steadily upon it for half it minute;
then, replacing the sheet, he kneeled
down by the side of the-rude bed and
prayed God for mercy.
“O Lord,” he groaned in his remorse,
“lay not the death of this man to my
charger Yet, even as he prayed, ite
could not drive back the thought which
chased across the prayer: “I am this
man’s murderer. I issued the order
cpmpelling the Sunday work. I refused
a week ago to inspect the retorts which
were declared unsafe, on the ground
that it was not my business. I com
pelled this man to work under the fear
of losing his place if- he refused to
work. I compelled him to work on the
one day in which God has commanded
all men to rest. 1. a Christian by pro
fession. a member of the church, a man
of means—I put this man in deadly
peril upon a Sunday in order that more
money might lie made and more hu
man selfishness .might ite gratified. I
did it And this mau once saved my
life. I am his murderer, aud uo mur
derer shall inherit the klugdom of
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cne-siae oi runt com ooay. ret tne
world today goes on with men in high
places who have it in their power to
change the conditions that exact Sun
day labor from thousands of weary
men and drive the commerce of the
world across the continent at the cost
of that priceless thing, the soul of
man. in order that the owners of rail
road stock Jill] the men who get their
salaried living from it may have more
money. What! is it not true that every
Sunday in this land of Christian homes
and hearts many and many a well fed,
sleek, self satisfied, well dressed man,
with a higli salary and well established
social position, with a luxurious home
and money in ’the hank, goes to church
aud sits down in a softly cushioned
pew to listen to the preaching of the
gospel, while within hearing distance
of the services' an express train or a
freight thunders by upon the road
which declares the dividends that
make that man’s wealth possible?
On those trains are groups of coal be
grimed human beings who never go in
side a church, who never speak the
name of God or Christ except in an
oath, who lead lives that are as desti
tute of spiritual nourishment as a des
ert of sand and rocks and who are
compelled to labor contrary jo God's
everlasting law of rest in order that
man may.have more to feed his body
and indulge his passions! Do not tell
ns it is necessary labor. It is labor for
the making of more money. It does
not need to be done. The community
could dispense with it and in the sight
of God it is a wicked use of human
flesh and blood and souls, and the
starved spiritual natures of these men
will come up at the judgment day be
fore the men who had it In their power
to say, “Not a wheel shall turn on
these tracks Sunday even if we don’t
make a little more money.” Money or
souls! Which is worth more -in the
thought of the railroad corporation? 1
Let the facts make answer.
Mr. Hardy did not know just how
long he kneeled there in that bare I
room. At last he arose weariedly and.
came out, but his prayer had not re- :
freshed him. The surgeon glanced at
him inquisitively, hut asked no ques-'
tions. The sick woman was in a state j
of semiconsciousness. Mr. Hardy’s)
cook, her sister, sat listlessly and worn
out by the side of the lounge. The sur
geon rapidly gave directions for the
use of some medicine aud prepared to
go. Some of the neighbors called, and
the surgeon let two of the women come
in. Just as the two men were going
ont together, Mr. Hardy still absorbed
in his great desire to do something of
importance for the mother and her
children, his minister. Mr. Jones, ap
peared.
He looked surprised at seeing Mr.
Hardy, inquired the news of the doc
tor and at once asked if he could see
the poor widow. The doctor thought it
would do no harm. Mr. Jones whisper
ed to Mr. Hardy:
“She was a faithful member of our
church, you know.”
Mr. Hardy did not know It, to his
shame, he confessed. This sister of ids
in Christ had been a member of tin-
same church, and he had not even
known it If she had happened to sit
on the same side of the building where
le sat. he would probably have wonder
ed who that plain looking person was.
dressed so poorly. Bnt she had ai
ways sat hack on the other side, being
ric sat aown ana soonca as tne prayer
went on and took to himself the conso
lation of that heavenly petition When
Mr. Jones rose, Mr Hardy still: sat
with his hands dyer ids face. The. kite
goon was called out liy some ime.Vriieii
tin- minister, after making arrange-
uients with the women who had come
in for the funeral of Scoviile. started to
go out. when Mr Hardy-rose, and they
went away together.
“Mr. Jones.” said Mr Hardy as they
walked along, “i have an explanation
and a confession to make. I hat
time to make it uow. hut i want to say
that ! have met God face to face with
in the past 2-1 hours; and I am con
scious for tlie first time in years of tile
intensely selfish life ! have lived,
need your prayers and help. And
want to serve tlie church and do my
duty there as i have never before done
it 1 have not supported your work as
I should, 1 want you to think of me
this week as ready to help in anything
in my power. Will you accept my apol
ogy for tny contempt of your request
week ago? 1 will come into the meet
ing Thursday night aud help in any
way possible.”
Mr. Jones’ eyes tilled witii tears. He
grasped Mr. Hardy's hand and said
simply: ■■■Brother, God.bless youT Let
me lie of service to you in any way I
can.”
Mr. .Hardy felt a little better for the
partial confession ami parted .with Ids
minister at the next corner, going
down to his office.
The 'eaturcs ol the dead man ucrc fired
In an expression o' despair
one of a few poor women who had
been attracted into the church and
been comforted by Mr. Jones' simple
piety and prayers.
The minister kneeled down anil said
a gentle word to the woman: Then, as
if in reply to a low voiced request, lie
begau a prayer of remarkable beauty
and comfort. .Mr. Hardy wondered ns
he listened that fie could even have
thought this man dull in the pulpit.
.:gw To
jalii Flesh
“".'3 have been Known to
• r.-petmda day by taking
vuhcc of SCOTT’S EMUL-
it is strange, but it often
4 rrrcJjOW the ounce produces
pounds it seems to start the
Jeteive machinery going prop-.
:y, so that the patient is able
o digest and absorb his ordinary
toed, which he could not do be
fore, and that is the way the gai”
is made.
A certain amount of flesh i
necessary for health; if you hav
not got it you can get it !
taking
You will find it just as uicfci in su.T.r;
as in winter, and if you arc thriving up:
it don’t stop because the weather is ward.
CHATTER IV.
It was now 10 o’clock, and the day
seemed to him cruelly brief for the
work lie had to do He entered the
office, and almost the first thing he saw
on his desk was the following letter,
addressed to biin. but written in a dis
guised hand:
Mr. Hardy—Us in the casting room don’t nerd
no looking aficr. hul tmiyln- tiie next pnt ot
iron that explodes wilt he next ttie offis if
thinks we have bndh-s hul no sols some morning
you trill wake up beieying another thing,
ain't so easy led as sum supposes. Bel ter look to
house and employ spesut patrol; if you do wt
wifi blak liis face for him.
There was no signature to tills threat
ening scrawl, which was purposely
misspelled and ungrammatically com
posed Mr. Hardy itad received threats
before and paid little attention to them.
He prided himself on his steady nerves
and his contempt of all such methods
used to scare him. Only a coward, he
reasoned, would ever write an anony
mous letter of’such a character. Still
this morning be felt disturbed. His
peculiar circumstances made the whole
situation take on a more vivid coloring.
Besides all that, he could not escape
the conviction that lie was in a certain
sense responsible for the accident In
thev.casting room. It was not his par
ticular business to inspect machinery.
But ills attention had been called to it,
and he felt now as if he itad been crim
inally careless in not making the in
speetion in the absence of the regular
officer. An investigation of the acci
dent would .free Mr. Hardy from legal
responsibility, but in the sight "of God
he felt that he was morally guilty. At
this moment Mr. Burns came in. He
looked sullen and spoke in a low tone
"Only half the men are back this
fciorning, sir. Scoville's death and the
injuries of the others have had a bad
effect on the men.”
Mr. Hardy crumpled the letter nerv
ously in bis band.
“Mr. Burns, I would like to apologize
to you for my neglect of the injured
men. Who are they and how badly are
they hurt?”
Burns - looked surprised,’ but made
answer, describing briefly the acci
dents. Mr. Hardy listened intently
with bowed head. At last he looked
up and said abruptly:
“Come into the casting room.”
They went out of the office, passed
through the repairing shops aud enter
ed the foundry department. Even on
that bright winter morning, with the
air outside so clear and cool, the atmos
phere in this place was murky and
close. The forges in the blacksmith
room at the farther end glowed through
the smoke and dust like smoldering
piles of rubbish dumped here.and there
by chance upon some desolate moor
and stirred by ill omened demons of
the nether world. Mr. Hardy shudder
ed as he thought of standing in such an
atmosphere all day to work at severe
muscular toil. He recalled -with sharp
vividness a request made only two
months before for dust fans which had
proved successful in other shops and
which would remove a large part-of
the heavy, coal laden air, supplying
fresh air in its place. The company
had refused the request and had even
said through one of its officers that
when tiie men wore out the company
could easily get more.
Mr. Hardy and the foreman paused
at the entrance to the casting room
where the men had been injured the
day before. A few men were working
sullenly. Mr. Hardy asked the fore
man to call the men together near the
other end of the room; he wanted to
say something to them. He walked
over there while the foreman, spoke to
the men. They dropped their tools and
came over to where Mr.-Hardy was
standing. They were mostly Scandi
navians and Germans, with a sprin
kling of Irish and Americans. Mr.
Hardy looked at them thoughtfully.
They were a hard looking crowd. Then
he said very slowly and distinctly:
“You may quit work until after Sco-
ville’s funeral. The machinery here
needs overhauling.”
The men stood impassive for a mo
ment Finally a big Dane stepped up
and said:
“We be no minded to quit work
these times. We no can afford it. Give
us work in some other place.”
Mr. Hardy looked at him and replied
quietly:
“Tbe-wages will go on just the same
while you are out.”
There' was a perceptible stir among
the men. They looked confused and
incredulous. Mr. Hardy still looked at
them thoughtfully.
Finally the big Dane stepped for
ward again and said, speaking more
respectfully than he did at first:
‘Mr. Hardy, we be thinking maybe
you would like to help towards him the
“No, no thanks! I'll do something more.’
family ot the dead and others as be
mum in i. .uy urorner oe oue lose nis
two eyes.”
A .tear actually- roiled down- the
grimy cheek of the big fellow aud
dropped into the coal dust at his feet.
Mr. Hardy realized that he was look
ing at a brother man. He choked
down a sob and putting his baud in his
pocket pulled out all the change he had
and poured it into the Dane’s hand.
Then, seeing that it was only $4 or $5,
he pulled out his purse and emptied
that of its bills, while Bums, the fore
man, and all the men Ioolted on in stu--
pefied wonder.
“No, no thanks! I’ll do something
more.”
Mr. Hardy walked away, feeling as
if the ground were heavy under him.
What was all his money compared
with that life-which had been sacrific
ed iu that gas poisoned sepulcher? He
could not banish from his mind the pic
ture of that face as it looked to him
when lie drew-hack the sheet and look
ed at it.
He hurried back to the office through
the yard and sat down at the well
worn desk. The mail had come in, and
half a dozen letters lay there. What
did it all amount to. this grind of busi
ness, when the heartache of the world
called for so much sympathy? Then
over him came the sense of liis obliga
tions to his family—Clara’s need of a
father’s help, George going to the bad,
Alice in need of sympathy, his wife
weeping even now at home, the church
and Sunday school where he had been
of so little use, the family of Seoville
to be provided for, the other Injured
men to be visited, improvements for
the welfare of the men in the shops to
be looked after and the routine of his
business—all these things crowded in
•upon him, and still he saw the face and
heard the voice of Eternity, “Seven
days more tc live!”'
He sank Into a reverie for a moment.
He was roused by the sounding of tho
noon whistle. What, noon already? So
swiftly had the time gone!- He turned
to his Tlesk, bewildered, and picked up
his letters, glanced over them hurried
ly aud then gave directions for the an
swers of some of them to his Impatient
clerk, who had been wondering at his
employer’s strange behavior this morn
ing. ^ Among the letters was one which
made his cheek burn with self re
proach. It as an invitation to n club
dinner to be given that evening in lion
hr of some visiting railroad president
It' was just such an occasion as he
had enjoyed very many times before,
aud the recollection brought to mind
the number of times he had gone away
from liis home and left his wife sittin;
drearily by the. fire. How could he
have done it ? He tossed the gilded in
vitation fiercely into the wastebasket
and, rising, walked Ills room, thiukin;
thinking. He had so much to do and
so little time to do it in! He thought
thus a moment, then went out and
walked rapidly over to the hotel where
he was in the habit of getting lunch
when he did not go Lome. He ate a
little hurriedly and then hastened out.
As he was going out upon the side
walk two young men came in and jos
tled against him. They were smoking
and talking in a loud tone. Mr. Hardy
caught the sound of his own name. He
looked at the speaker, and it was the
face of the young man he had seen in
his dream, the one who had insnlted
George and struck him afterward.- For
a moment Mr. Hardy was tempted to
confront the youth and inquire into his
son’s habits.
‘No,” he said to himself after a
^ause; “I will have a good talk with
George himself. That will be the
best.”
He hurried back to the office aud ar
ranged some necessary work for his
clerk, took a walk through the other
office, then went to the telephone and
called up the superintendent of the
Sunday school, who was a bookkeeper
in a clothing house. He felt an intense
desire to arrange for an Interview with
him ns soon as possible. Word came
back from tiie house that the superin
tendent had been called out of town by
serious illness in his old home and
would not be back until Saturday. Mr.
Hardy felt a disappointment more
keen than the occasion seemed to war
rant. He was conscious that the time
was very brief. He had fully made up
his mind that so far as in him lay he
would redeem his selfish past and
make a week such as few men ever
made. He was just beginning to real
ize that circumstances are not always
in our control. We are obliged to wait
for time to do some things. We cannot
redeem seven years of selfishness with
seven days of self denial. The death
of Scoviile revealed to Mr. Hardy his
powerlessness in the face of certain
possibilities. He now feared that the
superintendent would fail to return in
time to let him confess to him his just
sorrow for his lack of service in the
school. He sat down to his desk and
under that impulse wrote a letter that
expressed in part how he felt. Then
he jotted down the following items to
be referred to the proper authorities of
the road:
Item 1. The dust in the blacksmith
shop and iu the brass polishing rooms
is largely unnecessary. The new En-
glefield revolving rolling fans and ele
vator ought to be introduced in both
departments. The cost will be but an
item to the road and would prolong the
life and add to the comfort of the em-„
ployees. Very important
Item 2. Organized and intelligent ef
fort should be made by all railroad cor
porations ’ to lessen Sunday work in
shops and on the road; All perishable
freight should be so handled as to call
for the services of as few men on Sun
day as possible, and excursion and pas
senger trains should be discontinued
except in cases^of unavoidable neces
sity.
Item 3. The inspection of boilers, re
torts, castings, machinery of all kinds,
should be made by thoroughly compe
tent and responsible men, who shall an
swer for all unnecessary accidents by
swift and severe punishment in case of
loss of life or limb.
Item 4. In case of Injury or death to
employees, if incurred through the neg
lect of the company to provide safety,
it should provide financial relief for the
families thus injured or stricken by
death and so far as possible arrange
for their future.
Item 5. Any well organized railroad
could, with profit- to its employees,
have upon its staff of salaried men a
corps of chaplains or preachers whose
business is would he to look after, the
religious interests of the employees.
Under this Last item Mr. Hardy wrote
In a footnote. “Discuss feasibility of
this with Mr. B.. influential director.”
It was now 3 o’clock. The short win
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The hum of the'great engine in the ma
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its throbbing tremor aud longed to es
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have goiie to the clubroom aud had a
game of eltess with a member, or else
he would have gone down and idled
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the Art museum, where lie was a con
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4 o’clock.
He had been oppressed with the
thought of the other injured men.. He
must go and see them. He could not
rest till he lmd personally visited them.
He went out and easily ascertained
where the men lived. Never before did
the contrast between the dull, uninter
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own elegant home rise np so sharply
before him. In fact, he had never
given it much thought before. Now,
as lie looked forward to the end of the
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would be no richer, no better able to
enjoy luxuries than the dead man lying
in No. 7<>0. He wondered vaguely but
passionately how he could make use of
what he had heaped together to make
the daily lives of some of these poor
men happier.
He found the man who had lost both
eyes sitting up in bed and feeling in a
pathetic manner of a few Blocks of
wood which one of the children iu the
room had brought, to him. He was a
big, powerful man like his brother, the
large boned Dane, and it seemed a very
pitiful thing that he should be lying
there like a baby when his muscles
were as powerful as ever. The brother
was in the room with the injured’man,
and he said to him:
“Olaf, Mr. Hardy come to see you.”
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him to be?”
“The manager. The one who donate,
so really much moneys to you.”
“Ah!” with an indescribable accent.
“He make me work on Sunday. He
lose me my two eyes. A bad mau,
Svord. I will no have anything to do
with him.”
And the old descendant of a thousand
kings turned his face to the wall and
would not even so much as make a mo
tion toward his visitor. His brother
offered a rude apology. Mr. Hardy re
plied in a low toue:
“Say nothing about it. 1 deserve all
your brother says. But for a good rea
son 1-wish Olaf would say lie forgives
me.”
Mr. Hardy came nearer the bed and
spoke very earnestly aud as if he had
inown the man intimately:
“I did you a great wrong to order the
work on Sunday and in not doing my
duty concerning the inspection of the
machinery. I have come to say so and
to ask your forgivouess. I’may never
see you again. Will you say to me.
‘Brother, 1 forgive.you?’ ” >
There was a momeut of absolute
passivity on the part of the big fellow;
tlietl/A” very large aud brawny hand
extended, and the blind mau said:
‘Yes, 1 forgive. We learned that in
he old Bible at Svendorf.”
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