The Princeton union., 1900-08-09
name Of Malcom Kirk, who graduated

would remember him if for no other
reason on account of his almost phe-
nomenal awkwardness. Well, he was
on the Cephalonia coming across, and
I fell in with him and had several in
teresting talks with him." Dorothy
looked up from her reading, and the
color deepened in her face as she pic
tured the two men together. II found
him very intelligent fellow and, to
tell the truth, not at all like the typical
theolOgue. There was somewhat
tragical affair in the intermediate de-
partnent, where Kirk was passenger.
A poor woman the fifth day out died of
consumption, leaving a G-month-old
baby for the passengers to take care
| Of. Kirk got in the habit of holding
the baby good deal, and the last two
days of the trip he used to come out
on deck and hold the baby there. Once
or twice he sat just below the stairs
leading up to the, promenade deck, and
had a good chance to get good
sketch of him. I inclose it, thinking
you may be interested in little touch
| Of humor. 1t is not exaggerated much,
and I pride myself on having caught
| Kinks attitude pretty we'll. l showed
| the sketch to him in order to save my
self from a feeling that had possibly
! done an unfair thing to take him un-
awares, and he laughed very good ma
turedly and seemed very much amused
without particle Of resentment. He
asked me to let him have the sketch,
and drew him another, which he took
with evident pleasure. He is gentle
man and will do some good work in his
line, but l should think his general
appearance would always stand in the
way Of his advancement in the minis
try"
Dorothy spread the sketch out on the
table and looked at it. Raleigh had not
said too much when he wrote that he
had caught Kinks attitude very we'll.
It was, besides, a splendid likeness.
There was just a little exaggeration to
the stubborn brown hair, little touch
of unnecessary grotesqueness to the
face, but it was "Maicom Kirk plain
enough" as he used to say Of himself.
The baby lay in his arms satisfied and
smiling. There were tears in Doro-
thy's eyes after she had looked little
while. Malcom Kinks great hearted
love of. humanity as it was represented
by that helpless bit of it in his long
arms somehow appealed to her. She
seemed to feel as if there was a world
there into which she had never enter
ed, but which she could enjoy with all
her eager enthusiasm if once she were
introduced to it. She folded up the
sketch and carefully laid it away by
itself. She did not put it with col
lection of drawings which Raleigh had
given her when he finished his course
in art.
Malcom Kirk went over on the CONT
nent and spent the year in France,
Italy, Germany and even two weeks in
Russia. How he lived all that time
would make story in itself. He
walked great deal. Always lodged
in the most expensive places. Six
! months after he had been away from
home he sent to the president of the
seminary a written report of what he
had been doing. It was SO remarkable
in many ways that the president show
ed it to Mr.. Gilbert. The Boston pub
Usher urged it's publication. The pres
ldent wrote that the seminary would
assume the expense of publication,
and MI. Gilbert's house printed the re-
port in a neat pamphlet that at once
attracted attention.
The night of the first issue of the
pamphlet Mr.. Gilbert brought a COPY
Of it home.
by the way, Dorothy, you remem-
ber that theologue who took the Ger
man scholarship, Kirk?''
eyes," murmured Dorothy demurely.
If Dorothy's mother had been living, it
is possible she might have told her
about Kinks declaration. Her father
was another person. Besides, he had
not asked her to be his wife. He had
only told her very bluntly that he loved
her. That was in one sense his secret
to be kept for him from others.
"Well, here's a bit of work he's been
doing abroad. We brought it out to-
day. knowing you have always been
interested in this work, thought you
might like to look this over.''
Her father spoke with his usual pre-
else calmness and left the pamphlet on
the table. The moment supper was
ended Dorothy seized the report and
went to her own room.
She read it through as if it had been
a fascinating novel. 1t was written in
a simple style that possessed no merit
except its simplicity, but it was a rec
ord OF how humanity lived, and the
pathos, the reality, the fact of how it
lived, stirred Dorothy Gilbert as her
mind and heart had never been stirred.
And all through the reading she seem.
ed to see Malcom Kirk with that baby
in his arms. She knew that if that
sketch had been put in as a frontis-
piece it would have exactly expressed
the contents of the pamphlet. She rose
and walked her room strangely exclt-
ed. Who was this man to stir her feel
1ngs SO deeply? Francis Raleigh had
never been able to do it. No man, for
that matter. All the other men she
knew were busy trying to have good