The Princeton union., 1900-09-13

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 go out, to shake the dust of
that church from her feet and never
return to it.
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 a quartet, and
to Faith in her present condition the
music came with refreshing. The SER
mon helped her too. It was on the
subject of Christ's sufferings, and she
felt ashamed as she listened and COM
pared her own troubles with those of
the great Sufferer for the sins Of q
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 a little Of late years.
"Whatv' he exclaimed as Faith spoke
her name. Miss Kirk Of Conrad! My
DEAR" he called to his wife, who was
near by, "this is Malcolm 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 we're
genuine Christians, and without ask
ing any more questions the minister's
wife said as she laid a 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 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 a
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
I Her good nature seemed unfailing.
"We've got a real treasure" even
e Mrs. Fulton confessed Wednesday
e 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,
y Mr.. Fulton suggested, absently, as he
y continued to read his paper.
"I'm sure we pay enough to get sat
u isfactory hekp," she replied. IF the
v capable American girls would only
r work out more we housekeepers would
e not have so many trials" Mrs. Fulto1
l. sighed, but it is possible if she hai
u changed places with Faith that Sunda!
2 she might have understood better VIII!
>, more American girls do not work ou
e at service.
'r Thursday morning Mrs. Fulton wen
down to the city on some shopping
% and Faith was alone in the house. Sh
'e started her kitchen work early an,
q then went into the parlor to sweep an,
s. dust.
i The piano was open, and one Of Sou
- sa's new marches was on the rac
IS where Alice had left it. She had bee
" practicing it that morning before sh
~ went away to school. 49,. If u u
Faith had received good musica
'e education from her mother. The plan