The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1900-02-14
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give you taste of the feshpots of
Egypt, for believe you have been ac-
tually fasting"
80 Felicia and the bishop had an i'm
provlsed lunch, and the bishop, who, to
tell the truth, had not taken time for
weeks to enjoy his meals feasted on the
delight OF his unexpected discovery and
was able to express his astonishment
ind qualification at the quality of the
cookery.
II Thought yon would at least saw ,t
was as good as the meals you used to
get at the auditorium at the big ba l.
quets," said Felicia slyly.
'As good as!' The Auditorium ban
quets were simply husks compared to
this one, Felicia. But you must come
to the settlement 1 want you to see
what we are doing. And 1 am simply
astonished to find you here earning
your living this way. 1 begin to see
what your plan is. You can be of in
finite help to u.s. You don't really mean
that you will live here and help these
people to know the value Of good food ?"
"Indeed I do" Felicia answered
gravely. THAT is my gospel. Shall
not follow it9"
"Aye, ayel You're right. Bless God
for sense like yours When left the
world"-the bishop smile at the phrase
-"they were talking a good deal about
the new wopan. If You are one of
them, l am a convert right now and
here"
"Flattery still! Is there no escape
from it even in the slums of ChicagoP"
Felicia laughed again, and the bishops
heart, heavy though it had grown dur
ing several months of vast sin bearing,
rejoiced to hear it. 1t sounded good. It
was good. 1t belonged to God.
Felicia wanted to visit the settlement
and went back with the bishop She
was amazed at the results of what con-
siderable money and good deal of con-
secrated brains had done. AS they walk
cd through the building they talked in
cessantly. Felicia was the incarnation
or vital enthusiasm. Even the bishop
wondered at the exhibition of it as it
bubbled up and sparkled over.
They went down into the basement,
and the bishop pushed open the door,
from behind which came the sound of a
carpenters plane 1t was a small but
we'll equipped carpenters shop A
young man with paper cap on his
head and clad in blouse and overalls
was whistling and driving the plane as
he whistled. PIE looked up as the bishop
and Felicia entered and took off his cap.
AS he did so his little finger carried a
small curling shaving up to his hair.
and it caught there.
Miss Sterling. Mr.. Stephen Clyde,
said tho bishop. "Clyde is one of our
helpers here two afternoons in the
week"
just then the bishop was called up
stairs. and ho excused himself for mo-
ment. leaving Felicia and the young
carpenter together.
1--WE have met before. said Felicia.
looking Mt Clyde frankly.
"Yes back in the world. as the
bishop says, replied the young man,
and his fingers trembled latle as they
lay on the board he had been planning.
Eyes " Felicia hesitated II am
very glad to see you.
"Are your" The flush Of pleasure
mounted to the yc-ng carpenters fore.
head. You have had a great deal cf
trouble since-then?' he said, ana then
he was afraid he had wounded her or
called up painful memories. but Felicia
had lived over al that.
"Yes. and You also Flow is it yOu
are working herc?"
1T is long story. Miss Sterling.
My father lost his money. AMI | was
obliged to go to work. Il very good thing
for me. The bishop says onGht to be
grateful. am. am very happy now.
l learned the trade hoping some time
to be of use. am night clerk at one Of
the hotels. That Sunday morning when
you took the pledge at Nazareth Av-
enue church took it with the others. :"
Ibid your" said Felicia slowly 81
am glad.
just then the bishop came back and
very soon he and Felicia went away,
leaving the young carpenter at his work.
Some one noticed that he whistled loud
er than ever as he planned.
Felicia, said the bishop, Ibid you
know Stephen Clyde before2"
eyes, back in the world, dear bishop.
He was one Of my acquaintance in
Nazareth Avenue church"
"Ah!" said the bishop.
eve were very good friends" added
Felicia.
But nothing nore?" the bishop ven
tured to ask.
Felicias face glowed for an instant.
Then she looked the bishop in the eyes
frankly and answered.
Truly and truly, nothing more
lit would be just the way of the
world for chose two people to come to
like each other, though" thought the
bishop to himself. and somehow the
thought made him grave. 1t was al
most like the old pang over Camilla,
hut If DoSsad laoyipr hin, oftorwo,1