The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-06-10

: at ,. / want your cooperation in a little eX-
/ pertinent in direct charity. Mother ana the
girls wouldn't be interested. They are al
] ready absorbed in their seaside plans for the
! summer. You're a regular little sister OF
/ So NUNS the word! We can do heaps Of
/ good together this summer; and have jolly
/ geod time besides. Your loving father,
JASON JAGGERS.
Meantime Mr.. Jaggers had summoned
! his confidential clerk, old Joe Hardfax,
! with a request for his charity list of the
/ previous year
This is astounding - he muttered. as
/ he ran over the items separately and
! finally glanced at the footing.
| Nearly fifth of Your total profits -
! retorted old Hardfax in an aggrieved tone.
| I've tried to keep these leeches out of
| the place, but no one would bleed me,
| sir
Never mind that Joe. There's going
to be a change now
IA saving, or merely a change,
| SIR"
"A change anyhow, Joe. l don't mind
| letting you into the secret. I'm done with
| organized charities. From this on, ! pro
| pose disbursng everything ! can afford to
] give with my own hands. ! am going to
/ know the recipients are worthy or at
/ least in need, and then shall see to it
/ myself that they are generally benefited
I Why what's the matter, HardfaX2n he
! asked with some asperity.
! He had noticed the looks Of protest, of
wonder, and finally of alarm and discour-
! agement, gradually displace each other
! in old Joe's face, and il nettled him for a
! moment.
| "Oh, nothing, nothing. ! was just won
! dering where we would move to, and who
| would take your place at the desk here,
sir That's all.
Where we would move, and who
/ would take my place.
/ when all the flim-flams and growler-
/ rushers and tramps and individual hum
/ bugs of the city pass the word, sir
| Pass the word ~
! Yes that Jason Jaggers was their
! oyster TO be opened, merely for their call
! ing here"
] A cloud stole over Mr. Jaggers' kindly
face His plans for direct charity were
not running smoothly at the start and he
! also resented the hampering and circum-
/ spection to which all men of wealth are
/ subjected by their employees But by and
/ by his eyes lighted up pleasantly.
| Perhaps you are right, Hardfax But
, here's a charity that you can begin at
home How many employees have we?''
Nearly POO, sir"
do you know the condition. the little
| everyday, personal home surroundings of
| all ofthem, Joe2n
| Every one, sir. Bhnkerton, the detec-
| tive, keeps me posted"
| 'POsted about those who are living a
! little fast and going little wild, Joe
| but hardly about those who are griev-
| ously burdened, wretched and silent.
| What about those, Hardfax,"
We'll, l know them all, sir"
! "GOod Wen revise our wages scale,
then, little, joe"
And they did. They worked at it to-
| gether until this one lived little less
scriuiped that one, who was carrying
fother people s1oads with as grim a hero
ism as ever famed through the rift of bat
tie, should find sudden relief and succor:
another could do little more for some one
! loved but unfortunate; and still scores of
Others could exist in the grinding city life
I more like men than like hopeless humans
in the attire of gentlemen and the en-.
! vironment and condition of beasts
worked until more than oue-half of the
last years charity list had been reached
and they had closed the blessed task of a
direct charity which ever results in LOYAL
service, happy homes and good citizen
4 ship, with CLEAN of satisfaction in the
face of even grim old Joe Hardfax, and a
| rOusing exclamation of There's the best
/ hours work of my life, joe" from the
/ now happy Jason Jaggers, as his daughter
| bounded into the little private Office, hel
handsome face aglow with the affection
note had evoked.
Then these two sat there radiantlv to
| gether; sat there away past their dinner
hour at home; sat there until the lights
| Haired out upon the great city, as myriads
/ of human bats and Vultures crept from
their hiding places to the streets of the
town, white its great arteries. alive by
day with the tremendous activities of thu
! worlds exchanges, were slimed and clog
! rrpH with tho hf6aoDu frrht 49, % 81
desperate and the lost still radiant a!
two children in happy play, as they ma
tured their Joyous plans for a vacation
time of experiments in direct charity to
gether; until the stamping and mutterins
of Uncle Jimmy Stubbs, the night watch
man, warned them of the lateness of th,
hour and brought the expression of a bril-
liant idea to the lips of Miss Edith
"Oh, Papa Jaggers - she exclaimed
clapping her hands joyously together
have Uncle Jimmy come here. He'll b,
sure TO know some one we can begin oil
right away
Capital idea capital; here, Uncl
Jimmy! Just moment, please"
Uncle Jimmy stumped up to the hal
door, lantern in his belt and night stick il
his hand, leaned his elbows upon tn,
wicket top, touched his hat and respect
fully waited for orders
! A quarter century'S night work haC
left curious marks upon Uncle Jimmy
Stubs His hair was not gray, bui
rather faded TO yellowish sort of mold
His face was paler mold of the same
color. His eyes, from long squirting
peering and straining, had contracted Il
the smallness of cats and his feature:
undoubtedly belied his nature, for they
were screwed into a sort of wrinkleC
lump of cunning, of wariness, of defianc,
and of aggressive defensive scorn; a!
though the imps who harried him abou
the doors and through the great windows
in the long nights of vigil, had trans
mitted TO his face the uncanuy lines o
their own.
1--WE wish to consult with you, Unclt
Jimmy said MIR Jaggers kindly
"Ehl" returned the old man cautiously
"About a little matter of charity
That's all, Jimmy"
"Ohg'' This as though he had little ex
perience with charity, but was not to b.
caught unawares in the dark
did you raise his wages, Papa Jag
gersN" whispered Miss Edith
BY Jupiter Never thought of it. NV
my! That's too bad. Here" referrinI
to the wage list-"it is. Why that's i'm
famous. How can a half dozen peple Iiv,
on $ week. Let's make it twelve
Edith"'
No no, no! Fifteen, while you're a
it, Papa Jaggers 90
IAN right dauvbtar Ctropc,o no,