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MOST VIOLENT CASES HAVE APPEARED AT FIRST AS mere piiAples, arasafeftagtijatettaff Ppfnre Cancer is a deadly poison-in, the blood and m destructive than other external treatment can have no effect whatever upon P ft Se come from withm-the last vestige o£ poison must be eradicated iSSbou^^feiM S. D., says: f Jr™ ? lze °t a pea came under my left at infervals ran^nStlrec r Ions fr i h WMch sho ^ tiD ? pain ® gjdpb^^asgffigataai Inttl lilf- be c , ut ont - but thi s I-could not con- f “Y S pa P er o£ a cure effected by ^ S S. S.. and decided to try it. It acted like a charm, the ' , Cancer becoming at first irritated, and then discharging I «t7o/ 1 ntoTww 1S i era ^' :laIly ^ re ' v less and then discon- tonueu altogether, leaving a small scab which soon drop- f pe A??,; aa > P °T+ 0n I y 2 healtU y sear remains where ■ what threatened to destroy my life once held full sway.” Positively the only cure for Cancer is Swift’s Specific— S. S. S. FOR THE BLOOD -because it is the only remedy which can go deep enough to reach the root of the disease and force it out or the system permanently. A surgical operation does not reach the blood the real seat of the disease—because the blood can not be cut away. Insist upon S. S. S.; nothing can take its place S S. S. cures also any case of Scrofula. Eczema, Rheumatism, Contagious Blood .-Poison, Ulcers, Sores, or any other form of blood disease. Valuable books*on Cancer and Blood Diseases will be mailed free to any address by Swift Specific Company, Atlanta. Georgia. ill J j:fr -!#]- if f If-1 i;j 1 hi-:"! t THE NEW DRlUl.OfiUK. 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 is some one whose life lias been saved by Chamberlain’s Colic, Cholera and Diarrhoea Remedy, or who has-been cured of chronic diarrhoea by the use of that medicine. Such persons make a point of tpllingof it whenever op portunity offers, liopingthat it may be 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 ern Railway Ticket Agent. When it comes to kissing are better than one. two heads W. H. Shipman, Beardsley, Minn., nnder oath, says he suffered from dys pepsia for twenty-five years. Doctors and dieting gave but little relief. Fiually he used Kodol Dyspepsia Cure and now eats what he likes and as mncli as he wants, and he feels like a new man. It digests what you eat. E. Bradford. “The best time for a man to go on Btrike,’’says the Manayunk Philosopher, “is when he’s out of employment and has’t anything else to do.” Mrs. M.-T. Doylp, of Cedartown, is the gut st of J. N. Hardage and family. Mrs. Doyle will leave shortly for South Georgia to spend some time with rela tives.— Rockmart Slate. The Rest in iho World. We believe Chamberlain’s Cough Remedy is the best in the world A few weeks ago we suffered with severe cold and a troublesome cough, and having read their advertisements in our own and other papers we pur chased a hottle to see if it would effect us. It cured us before the bottle was more than half used. It is the best medicine nut. for cojds and coughs.— I’he Herald. Andersonville, Ind. For sale by E. Bradford. It’s a peculiar fact that while poor actors invariably are poor, good actors are very seldom good. “I think DeWitt’s Little Early Risers are the best pills in the world,” says W, E. 'Lake, Happy Creek, Ya. They remove all obstructions of the liver and bowels, act quickly and never gripe, E. Bradford. He—“You say you love me. Would yon he willing to starve with me?” She —“Can’t you suggest some less uncom fortable but equally convincing test?’ Otto Korb, Grand Chancellor, Iv. P., Boonville, Ind., says, “DeWitt’s Witch Hazel Salve soothes the most delicate skin and heals the most stubborn ulcer with certain and good results.” Cures piles and skin diseases. Don’t buy an imitatiou. E. Bradford. Wigg--“She is such a frivolous girl She seems to make light of everything.” Wagg—“Simply force of habit. She used to work in a match factory.” Women may be forgiven in Lent for thinking of perfectly heavenly bonnets. “No family can afford to he without One Minute Cough Gare. Eft will stop a cough and a cold quicker than any other medicine,” writes C.W. Williams, Sterling Run, Pa. It cures croup, bronchitis aud all throat and lnng troubles and prevents consumption. Pleasant and harmless. - E. Bradford. The man who cracks his finger sev eral times while nailing down the car pet knows what it is to take pains with his work. Cleanse the liver, purify the blood, invigorate the body by using DeWitt’s Little Early Risers. These famous little pills always act promptly. E. Bradford, Even the bibulous broker objects to his stocks taking a drop too much. ARE YOU BANKRUPTi„-tajth, constitution undermined by exi travagance in eating, by disre garding the laws of nature, or physical capital all gone, if so, NEVER DESPAIR Tutt’s Liver Pills will cure you. For sick headache, dyspepsia, sour stomach, malaria, torpid liver, constipation, biliousness and all kindred diseases.^ Tutt’s Liver Pills an absolute cure. Kodol Dyspepsia Cure. Digests what you eat. It artificially digests the food and aids Nature in strengthening and recon structing the exhausted digestive or gans. It is the latest discovered digest- ant and tonic. No other preparation can approach it in efficiency. It in- stantly.relieves and permanently cures Dyspepsia, Indigestion, Heartburn, Flatulence, Sour Stomach, Nausea, SickHeadache.Gastraigia, Cramps, and all other results of imperfect digestion. Prepared i^OeWltt & Co--Chicago. Many pecple suffer tortures from piles, because of the popular impression that they can not he cured. Tabler’s Buck eye Pile Ointment will cure them. It l^rill cure them. It has met with, abso lute success. Price, 50 cts. in bottles, tubes 75c. T. F. Burbank. The judge who is a man of few words is apt be one of many sentences. 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/ r\on. Tues. Wed. Tburs. Fri. Set. Sun. Ite 2 3 4 5 6 7 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 - 5 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 ter day was fast drawing to a close. 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Never before did the contrast between the dull, uninter esting row of shop tenements and his 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 week, he knew that at its close he 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.” “Hardly? 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