The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-07-10
MALCOLM KIRK
by Rev.
Charles M. Sheldon
Continued From Seventh Page

''This is what l call pie" said Roy
as he attacked segment which repre-
scented about quarter of the circle
at won't be pie very long at the
rate you arc eating now" said his sis
| ter.
There's another l hope, isn't there?"
he asked Faith anXiously. Il like it
cold for dinner
Faith nodded. and Mrs. Fulton look
ed sternly at her boy But she was
pleased With the new girl so far. When
the lunch was over and Faith was
clearing everything away. Mrs. Fulton
and the children were talking about
her in the parlor.
"Mother, I'm sure she's not just an
ordinary hired girl. She seemed to me
like Il lady" said Alice.
You needn't try to spoil her. Mrs.
Fulton spoke with a. near approach to
irritation. "She is apparently a capa-
BILE girl as far as cooking goes. She
may be failure in other ways
"The cooking is the main thing"
said Master Roy as he strapped his
books together and started off to
school, "That last girl we had didn't
know how to boil eggs. l vote for the
new girl every time"
That afternoon Faith continued with
her work, conscious that so far she
had pleased the family. When Mr..
Fulton came home and sat down to the
dinner, he was agreeably surprised and
Joined with the rest in praises of the
new girl.
81 think you have found treasure"
said Mr.. Fulton. "And if so we ought
cook
by all means. my dear" said Mrs.
Fulton. 1--WE can afford to give that to
keep her.
When Faith came in to serve that
evening, she was startled as she recog-
nized in Mr.. Fulton the graybearded
man who had stood in front of the pic
ture with the young gentleman he had
called ''Malcom." Evidently Mr.. Full
ton did not recognize her or remember
that he had seen her before. He seem
ed like a man who was completely eL-
crossed in his business. He was gem
erous and wanted the best of every
thing, especially on his table. Like the
others of his family. he welcomed with
a feeling of relief the domestic service
which meant comfort and pleasure in
the affairs of the kitchen and the table.
At the close of the week Mrs. Fulton
felt so we'll satisfied that she told Faith
she would give her 81 a week to re-
main. Faith accepted the offer, and in
her room that Saturday night she took
account of her surroundings with con-
siderable satisfaction.
81 am really making more money
than l was in the studio" she said to
herself. Nearly all l make now is
clear gain. | get my board room and
washing. and that saves large bill of
expense. If went into a store at So
or So a week and had to pay my board,
l couldn't save anything"
She was right about that. for she had
come away from home we'll provided
with clothes. and her expenses. outside
of board and room and car fare, had
been almost nothing.
There was one thing that troubled
her now, however.
She had not yet written home of her
! present place of work She said to
herself that she ought to tell her moth
| er frankly how it all came about. and
that resolve seemed to give her peace
| of mind. She would write home to-
morrow, Sunday afternoon.
But when Sunday came several
things happened through the day to
disturb her.
| In the first place, Mrs. Fulton in
formed her that they We're to have
| company for half past dinner. and
Faith knew that meant hard fore
Moons work.
1t doesn't seem right for people to
have company dinner on Sunday" she
said to herself as she cleared away the
breakfast dishes and proceeded 70
wash them while the family went into
the parlor for Sunday morning pray
! ers.
The kitchen door had been left lit
tie ajar. and presently Faith could
hear the piano. Mr.. Fulton never had
family worship during the week. He
WAS too bt!SE to stop for it in the II sin-
ing, But Sunday lie held to the custom
which his OWN father had strictly OBJ
served back in New England, not only
in the morning of every day. but at
night as well.
Alice was playing. The family had
read a passage from the Bible in turn
and now, before the prayer, they were
singing.
Welcome. Sweet Day of Rest" float
ed out through the dining room into
the kitchen, and Faith paused as she
wiped a dish and to tell the truth :
very hot tear dropped down into thu
dishwater. She had not been asked to
unite with these Christian people in
worship and for moment an angry
hard, rebellious spirit stirred in the
girl as she listened to the familiar
hymn. 1t was one the family at homo
often sang at prayers on Sunday.
| Mr.. Fulton kneeled to pray. He was
a trustee in a large and fashionable
church, had class in the Sunday