Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1891-11-14


disgrace. There was nothing TO hold
me back but the remembrance Of my
mother, and she was in her grave.
wandered the streets that evening.
afraid 10 gu TO my room and be aIons-
Fcame 10 the door of little chapel
They we're singing. 1 crept in 20 es-
cape from myself in the crowd. You
prayed and preached. llr Morgan, J
shall always believe that God sent you
that night to my lost soul. to bring it
back TO him. You prayed for me
mer
Her sobs choked her; she turned
away.
~ thank God if l helped you" said
VIII in low voice
"Yau saved mel" She came up to
him and took his hand. Every word
you spoke was meant for me. You
showed me Christ standing near me,
ready to help. I went back to my
work the next day. He did help me.
I married an honest man who loved
ne, and we have prospered. wish
you could see my husband and chill
dren. But l felt that 1 must tell you
that / owe all that l am to you"
When Mr.. Morgan rejoined his wife
there was a light IN his eyes which had
not been there for many days.
They had long journey home, that
day. The rain beat on the windows of
the car, and the air was chill. At one of
the stations two farmers came in who
were members of Mr.. Morgan's church.
They met him with shout of delight.
His wife's heart beat faster at the sight |
of the holnely, kind faces. How they
loved Will For much he counted in
their lives
I'VE thought you would be on this
train, " one of them said. ut is time
you were at home. The village is go
ing to pieces without you. Ned Maskey
Is at home from Montana and wants to
take my Jennie back with him. They've
been engaged for years, you know.
They're waiting for you to marry them.
i want his blessings on my marriage,
Jennie said, with tears in her eyes, to-
lay"
"And old Mother Finn is worse" ,"
aid the other deacon, and she is
lfraid she will die before you come.
She thinks if the parsons beside her
he can go down quietly into the dark
alley"
Have you seen my children latelyT
sked Mrs. Morgan.
"Bless you, yes. See them every
lay We all took care of them. To
ell you the truth, most of the folks
will drop in to welcome you tonight
ly wife and the other women have
,een boiling hams and baking cakes
or supper all day. Oh, you've no idea
ow we have missed your
As the train approached the station
ne conductor came to Will and touched
is hat.
You do not know me, sirF
Mr.. Morgan hesitated.
us it not JenningsI"
Eyes, jennings" the mans face
canned with happy meanings. Eyes,
r; have held this position now for
,ur years. You will see my house at
le next station-a pretty little cottage
-y wife and the two babies are there. "
81 am glad to hear it, Jennings; glad,
decd"
He wrung the mans hand cordially.
II knew you would be, sir" Jen-
ngs turned to call the next station,
Id then added hurriedly: Il don't
rget, Mr. Morgan! l don't forgetr
I'd passed out of the car
Who is that, Will" asked Mrs.
organ.
Don't you remember that poor,
unken Jake Jenningsp
Whom you brought home and kept
r four monthsl And you have done
that for him2 Oh, WHIP
She thrust her hand into his in the
rkness and held it close How near
his poverty and pure purpose he
me TO the hearts of shis people, of
ese poor Magdalenes and drunkards!
and in hand with them he was lead
2 them to heaven, to Christ. They
7ed him. God was with him.
The train stopped at their own sta,
m presently. There were the chill
en- waiting on the platform and a
Owd of his people smiling welcome.
"Oh, Will" she said, II am glad
at this is our home. You have chosen
sely."
viii made no answer But as the
ople whom he had helped and
gathered around him, and
he caught sight of Jennings happy
ce on the platform of the vanishing
ain, he knew there were higher sue
sses in life than that of making
oney.-Rebecca Harding Davis in
To Keep Up with His Grandson.
There is a good deal of honor in