The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1900-02-28

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the bishop smiled. land | am keeping
house for her and at the same time be-
ginning an experiment in pure food for
the masses ! am an expert and have
a plan | want you to admire and de-
velop Will you. dear bishop2"
Indeed | will . replied the bishop
The sight of Felicia and her remarkable
vitality. enthusiasm and evident pur-
pose almost bewildered him
martha can help at the settlement
with her violin. and l will help with
my messes. You see. thought ] would
get settled first and work out something
and then come with some real thing to
offer. I'm able to earn my own living
now.
"You are2" The bishop said it lit
tie incredulously "Hows Making those
thingsY''
"'Those thingsi'" said Felicia. with
show of indignation. II would have
you know. sir. that those things are
the best cooked, purest food products in
this whole city.
Il don't doubt it," said the bishop
hastily. while his eyes twinkled "Still
the proof of the pudding Yen know
the rest.
"Come in and try some. ;" exclaimed
Felicia. "You poor bishopl You. look
as if you hadn't had a good meal for a
month
She insisted on the bishops entering
the little front room where Martha. a
wide awake girl with short curly hair
and an unmistakable air of music about
her, was busy with practice.
"Go right on, Martha. This is the
bishop. You have heard me speak of
him So often. Sit down here and let me
give you taste of the feshpots of
Egypt. for / believe you have been ac-
tually fasting.
So Felicia and the bishop had an inn
provised 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 establishment
and qualification at the quality of the
cookery
Il thought You would at least say it
was as good as the meals you used TO
get NJ rhe Auditorium at the big bad
quets. said Felicia slyly.
GAS good as The Auditorium ban
quets were simply husks compared to
this one, Felicia. But you must come
TO the settlement. | want you, to see
what we are doing. And / am simply
astonished to find you here earning
your living this way. | begin to see
what your plan is. You can he Of in
finite help to us. You don't really mean
that you will live here and help these
people to know the value of good foods p
Indeed / do" Felicia answered
gravely. "That is my gospel Shall
not follow it?"
"Aye, ayel You're right. Bless God
for sense like yours. When left the
world" bishop smiled at the phrase
they were talking a good deal about
the new woman. If you are one of
them. l am convert right now and
here -
"Flattery still Is there no escape
from it even in the slums of Chicago"
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 1t
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
ed through the building they talked in
cessantly. Felicia was the incarnation
of 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
well equipped carpenters shop. A
young man with a paper cap on his
head and clad in blouse and overalis
was whistling and driving the plane as
he whistled He 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, I"
said the bishop. clyde is one of our
helpers here two afternoons in the
week.
Just then the bishop was called up
stairs, and he excused himself for a mo-
ment. leaving Felicia and the young
carpenter together.
1--WE have met before, said Felicia.
looking at Clyde frankly.
eyes. back in the world. as the
bishop says, replied the young man.
and his fingers trembled little as they
lay on the board he had been planning.
Eyes. Felicia hesitated. II am
very glad to see you. I"
"Are your The flush of pleasure
mounted to the young carpenters fore
head. "You have had a great deal OF
trouble since-thenf" he said, and then
he was afraid he had wounded her or
called up painful memories, but Felicia
had lived over all that.
eyes, and you also How Is it you
are working heref''
at is long story, Miss Sterling.
My father lost his money, and was