The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1900-01-05

Felicia turned her face toward he1
sister. Her great brown cves wcro very
expressive and not altogether free from
sparkle of luminous heat.
''And yet we never weep over the
real thing on the actual stage Of life
What are the shadows OF London on the
stage to the shadows of London or Chi
caso rs they really exist? Why don't
we get excited over the facts as they
are?"
Because the actual people arc dirty
and disagrceable and it's too much
bother. / suppose. replied Rose care
lssslv. .Feiicia, You never can reform
the world What's the use2 W re not
to blame for the poverty and misery
There have always been rich and poor.
and there always will be. Wo ought e
be thankful we're rich.
"Supposc Christ had gone on that
principle" replied Felicia. with un
usual persistence. "Do you remember
Dr.. Bruce's sermon On that verse few
Sundays ago, Fer ye know the grace
of our Lord Jesus Christ, that. though
he was rich. yet for our sakes he be
came poor. that ye through his poverty
might become rich2
81 remember it well enough" said
Rose. with some petulance. "And
didn't DR.. Bruce go on to say that there
was no blame attached to people who
had wealth if they are kind and give to
the needs of the poor? And am sure
the doctor himself is pretty comfortably
settled He never gives up his luxuries
just because some people in the city go
hungry. What good would it do if he
did? I tell yun. Felicia. there will al
ways be poor and rich in spite of all we
can do. Ever since Rachel has written
about tho qTeer doings in Raymond
you have upset the whole family. Peo-
pie can't 1.-Two at that concert pitch all
the time. You see if Rachel doesn't
give it up soon. It's great pity she
doesn't come to Chicago and sing in
the Auditorium concerts. 1 heard today
she had received an offer. I'm going to
write and urge her to. come. I'm just
| dying to hear her sing.
Felicia looked out OF the window and
was silent The carriage rolled on past
two blocks of magnificent private resi-
dences and turned into wide drive
way under covered passage, and the
| sisters hurried into the house. 1t was
an elegant mansion Of graystone. fur
| nished like palace. every corner Of it
warm with the luxury Of paintings
sculpture, art and refinement
! The owner Of it all. Mr. Charles R.
Sterling, stood before an open CRATE fire
smoking cigar. Ee had made his
money in grain speculation and rail-
road ventures and was reputed to De
! worth something over two millions
His wife was s. sister of Mr3 Winalow
OF Raymond. She had been an Invalid
for several years. The two girls, RO3a
and Felicia, were the only children.
Rose was II years old, fair, vivacio1s.
educated in fashionable college, jG$t
entering society and already somewhat
cynical Gnd indifferent, very hard
young lady to please, her father slid
sometimes playfully, sometimes sternly.
Felicia was 10, with a tropical beauty
somewhat like her cousin, Rachel Wins
low. with warm, generous impulses
Just waking into Christian feeling, ca
pable Of all sorts Of expression, puzzle
to her father. a source Of irritation to
her mother and with great, unsur
veyed territory of thought and action
in herself of which she was more than
dimly conscious. There was that in
Felicia that would easily endure any
condition in life If only the liberty to
act fully on her conscientious convic-
tions were granted her.
Here's q letter for you, Felicia, -
said MIR. Sterling. taking 1t ont Of his
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