The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-07-03

time now, Dut called to tell you that
was out at the Parker district last
night. and the men out there want YOU
to come over tomorrow or next night if
you can They've never heard you
I'm sure you could do some real good
work there. It's needed bad enough.
The neighborhood is made up of young
ranchmen who nearly all drink. If you
can go. ! can send word by one of the
men who are driving out there this aft
ernoon."
Tell him I'll go tomorrow" said
Malcolm in low voice
"All right. Oh, by the way, Mr..
kirk'-the superintendent had started
on, but he turned around and came
back a step-''it may encourage you a
little to hear wha, sSrheard in front
of Nalmer's place the other day. Val
mer was out in front of his saloon,
and he said to one of his customers: L
don't care for all the other prohibition
cranks in Conrad except that preacher
Kirk. He has a way of getting his
church members to believe as he does,
and If they begin to vote that way /
didn't hear any more, but that bit of a
speech ought to be encouraging. We
will never give up this fight, will we,
Mr.. Kirk?'
NO; we will never give it up" re-
piled Malcom, with the same feeling
at heart that he had when he said to
Mrs. Barton, mo; l will never give
him [Philipl up"
He walked slowly, and Dorothy
knew the moment he entered the room
that something unusual had happened.
Malcolm could never conceal his emo
TONS
He took out the letter that Carver
had given back to him and held it out
to Dorothy.
at has not been mailed l doubt if
1t ever ought to be-" he said simply,
but his face was pale, and his lip quiv-
cred under his intense excitement, for
he was stirred deeply by the events of
the day
what does it mean?" Dorothy asked
as she took the letter, looking at NAL
com and letting the letter fall from
her hand upon the table near which
she had been sitting
1T means-I think-yes, l am sure
1t means that l must stay here Mel
Their my heart nor my mind has any
real JOY in the thought of leaving my
work here. Dorothy, l cannot leave
without seeming to myself, to my
church, to the citizens, to all nv
friends here, to be guilty of running
away from my duty because of hard
ship. l cannot persuade myself that
the Lord wants me to preach with nv
pen. | know as well as If he spoke to
me with an audible voice that he
wants me to speak to living men in
close contact with them, to bear their
burdens near by, to be one of the multi
tude in the struggle for better world.
Especially do not dare to silence the
conviction within me that l ought to
stay by the temperance fight in Kansas
just now. The Lord has seen fit to use
me to his glory in this great crisis for
the cause Of home and native land.
Dorothy, if were only rich! If l only
had the means to give you what you
| ought to havew
The last two sentences were sudden
ly wrung from him as he sat there
watching Dorothy, who had listened in
silence, her hands clasped in her lap
and her face, Malcolm fancied, cold and
| hard.
For the first and last time in his life
he was deceived in Dorothy.
She suddenly lifted her head and
smiled, while her eyes filled with tears.
do you think, do you think, Malcolm,
that l could ever be proud of you
again, ever feel satisfied if you acted
part that was not true to your convic-
lions? DO you think married you for
your money!"
| Il always knew you never married
| me for my good looks" replied NAL
com, with smile that revealed inward
JOY, and you certainly did not marry
me for my money, for told you at the
time that hadn't any. But, oh, Doro-
thy, you know how l long to do and be
everything to you, don't you?"
eyes, know it very WELL" Dorothy
answered. She had come over to her
husband and the anxious look on his
face had given way to one of relief
She had the letter to the Boston edi-
tor in her hand. Malcolm took it from
her.
eff we are not going to mail this,
what do you think we ought to do with
it?" he asked, looking at the stove sig
nificantly.
"Save the stamp, Malcolm" said Dor
othy. "You may need it if we are not
going to live in Boston,"
He tore off the corner of the envelope
where the stamp was and opened the
stove door. and threw the letter into the
fire.
$50 that settles it," said Malcolm
gravely. There was pause in the lit
tie room. 81 feel better" he added