Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1900-08-11

ter of a minister and a high school
graduate ana unat ner Iatner nad more
than one letter from the pastor Of the
very church where she now was COM
mending the work done in Conrad and
asking for counsel as to similar work
in the great city. Then she glowed
with shame for her lack of courage. "1f
I did tell them what am doing, it is
no disgrace! 1t is an honest thing to
do. l am not ashamed Of 1t.
In spite Of all that, when the meet
ing was over, Faith fancied that the
girl who had been sitting next to her
turned away very hurriedly without
trying to speak to her. The one who
had ushered her to her seat, however,
came to her and introduced her to
girl standing near by. The girl shook
hands rather stiffly and then excused
herself, saying she had some commit
tee work to do. Faith was left stand.
ing alone, and no one else spoke to
her. She tried to believe that there
was no intention in the neglect. But
her face burned, and she finally re-
solved to 60 out, to shake the dust or
that church from her feet and never
return to 1t.
She had reached the door when the
face of her father came up before her,
the patient, loving, long suffering IA
ther at home. who had, to Faiths own
knowledge, endured for years number
less privations and Sights without los
Ing his Christian manhood or courage.
With the face Of her father also came
another, the Masters, as Faith remem-
bered it from one Of the pictures she
had at home of Christ in Gethsemane.
"This is not overcoming" she said to
herself, and at the door Of the chapel
she stopped, walked back to the church
door entrance and went into the main
room.
An usher showed her to good seat,
and she sat there with her head bowed
for Is minutes before the service be-
gan. When she raised her head, her
eyes were wet with tears, and the peo-
pie near her looked surprised. But
Faith had overcome. She had fought
another battle on that eventful Lords
day and had won the victory.
When the service began, she enjoyed
It. The singing was by quartet, and
to Faith in her present condition the
music came with refreshing. The SER
mon helped her too. 1t was on the
subject of Christ's sufferings, and she
felt ashaued as she listened and COM
pared her own troubles with those Of
the great Sufferer for the sins Of a
whole world.
At the close Of the service she hesi-
tated, but finally went up to the front
Of the church and introduced herself
to the minister.
He was one of the Chicago pastors
who had known her father when he
was in the seminary. They were not
in the same class. but had correspond
ed little Of late years.
"Whatw he exclaimed as Faith spoke
her name. Miss Kirk Of Conrad! My
dear" he called to his wife, who was
near by, ''this is Malcom Kinks daugh-
ter. You remember his stories In the
papers. Our boys think there are no
stories just like his. We are so glad
to see you"
The minister's wife greeted her very
kindly, and Faith almost cried, she was
so touched by their cordial reception.
where are you stopping in the
city? :? the minister asked.
Faith hesitated and then frankly
told him where she was and what she
was doing. There was a moments
! look of surprise on the faces Of the
minister and his wife, but they were
genuine Christians, and without ask
ing any more questions the minister's
wife said as she laid loving hand on
Faiths arm:
my dear. come and take tea with
us next Sunday evening at 5. Don't
fail, will you?
She gave Faith their house number,
and Faith walked out Of the church
feeling as If some Christianity were
left in that great sinful city after all.
That night she wrote home a long
letter to her mother, telling her all
about her work and especially the ex-
perience of that day. When she fin
ished, she prayed for blessing on all
the dear home circle, and in greater
peace Of soul than she had known in
long time she committed herself to the
care of the All Father.
AS the weeks work began again, the
Fultons found themselves wondering
how long the new girls capabilities
would hold out. Faith combined her
fathers physical endurance and her
mothers New England thrift and neat
ness. Her kitchen shone with bright
ness. Her meals were delightful sur
prises to every member Of the family.
Her good nature seemed unfailing.
"We've got a real treasure" even
Mrs. Fulton confessed Wednesday
evening to her husband. 'The only
thing | dread is that she may not hold
out. l have never been satisfied with
any girl ever had"
perhaps you expected too much,"
L l.