The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-04-29

hunted, IOrced-march faces"
Rather too many adiectives there,
Grace. We'd have to 'blue-penciP some
of them down a the Office.
But they tell just what mean, father
A home is where the husband and father
leaves his haunting horrors behind, when
he enters its door and is glad OF the glad
ness he finds TO welcome him. Eight
rooms, not eighty, are enough for such a
home. Ii should be a nest. not a shell. :"
Here she made little gesture with her
hand It seemed TO comprise the great
Garble mansion, and her fathers fore
boding sat still more heavily upon his
mind
Then you do not approve of such a
home as I have been able to provide''' he
said with some show of feeling.
That sort of thing is not altogether IN
worthy. 1t is simply unnecessary. Some
one is always ground down, crowded out,
put aside, harmed, in the process of
palace instead of home building"
That is very fine for your firstly,
Grace. l believe your secondly was re
( garding 'content'2n
Precisely; content. Not the content
that makes sluggards; the content that
/ has blessed JOY in blessed little things
/ fair progress, fair profits, equable, steady
/ gainiDgs. To apply il to yourself, now,
! father. When the circulation of your
/ paper reached fifty thousand copies, we
| lived in that dear little old brick house
| the MOlds live in now where the really
/ only happy hours we all knew were
/ passed. Mother was alive, although
! dragged out with anxiety over your
! anxieties, but still hopeful that the day
| was near when we could have you with US
more and more. Then. one hundred thou
| sand was the mark Then a great build
| ing must be erected. Then-well. mother
| is gone your newspaper circulation is the
] largest. loads inpraa sod
! lightened; you have very great wealth
| and power and prestige. Isn't that pretty
nearly all, father3"
why. Grace have you!" replied the
great editor with genuine burst of feel
ing.
mot altogether, father, There are
other claims, you know, which will in
crease. And besides, deeply as l love you,
| ii4iaily,I fad myself liking yon less, and
| less the greater and richer you becomen'
Jeremy Garble looked at his daughter
IN utter amaZement.
Now, father dear, don't be offended
You would have just contempt for me
If you thought l hid such things from
you. Every day of your life you are be-
coming more irritable, more unreason-
able, more unjust
What do you mean, Grace" he asked
almost Indignantly.
That this brings me to my thirdly
the subject of friends. Few men can
calmly sustain great success. TEls is
| largely from the fact hat true friends
grow fewer in proportion TO ones increas-
ing power. Those whose friendship one
| longs to possess, fear that relationship.
Those who seek powerful mans friend
ship too often have sinister motives. Be
tween those fearing and those seeking,
such man becomes the lonellest of NOR
tails. This moment you haven't above a
half dozen loyal friends in all the world
Jeremy Garbles jaw dropped and he
gazed open-mouthed at his daughter
Its true, father; sure! Now, you're
not silly enough to believe the German
emperor and the President of France
and the pope received you simply be-
cause you were Jeremy Garble! Why,
theymerely recognized your temporary
power. These statesmen, politicians,
sChemers, plotters and human various
of all sorts who make your life miserable
and our home a headquarters for con
spiracy seek you and fawn over you
Ugh--to use YOU
Why, Grace, this is Infamous
1T surely is but not as you mean It,"
she continued, Strengthening up bit, and
becoming more measured in her speech.
1t is infamous; infamous that one must
live the little life God gives him with the
very baSeSt side of human nature forever
loathingly thrust in his face! Did you
ever count your real friends, father"
He tdgeted and shook his head.
Let me count them for you" Here
she began numbering Them on the pretty
fingers of her left hand. She ran them
over but once. Yes, that's right There's
! Uncle Dick Northrup." Jeremy Garble
gave little start. There's Luke Rad
dies" Mr., Garble pushed his chair back
! petulently from the table. There is
| dear old father Mold The chair this
time took crashing crounch along the
! tiling of the floor There's Mr. Thurber
! yes, think he may be be counted as a
| genuine friend, There's my Bob-Robert
Mold, you known"
Here Jeremy Garble rose to his feet as
/ austere and determined as he had ever
stood upon them in all his life.
And continued Grace, coming back
| to her little finger, there's Grace Garble,
| the most devoted of the lot. That's all
father; every one. Just six Think of
/ it, father In all the wide. wide world,
only six human beings who, if you had no
| newspaper with two or three hundred
thousand circulation, would fight for you,
| divide with you, or give you a place in
your old age TO lay your weary head"
Her eyes were glowing as she finished
Mr.. Garble had been walking rapidly back
and forth within the conservatory He
suddenly stopped, turned. placed his two
ndnuS upon Gn6 CndlF DdCk cllnchlngly
and looked at his daughter almost fiercely.
She returned the look with determined,
| honest eyes.
Grace, Grace! You are beside your
self"
Mo- she returned quietly. 1t is you,
father, who are becoming crazed with a
veritable lust of powern
Grace, did you hear me say a little
while ago that had begun a sweeping re-
form al the Office"
She slowly nodded her head
We'll, young woman, you might as well
know it now as later. l have discharged
Raddles and Mold-the impertiuent ras-
Gals! Old Northup is to go at the end of
the month"
Grace Garble sprang to her feet trem-
bling violently.
Il can see you have never stopped to
count your friends, father" she at last
replied Indignantly. And then slowly
and almost despalringly: DO you mean
TO say that you have cast off these old
men who began life with you, who have
done more than all others for your sue
cess, without generous provision for their
old age; and you a millionaire"
| I'm through with them That is the
end of the matter he retorted doggedly
And you discharged poor old Mr.. Mold,
knowing he was the father of the man
who is to be my husband"
'apfniDl,r An Ill H.