The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-01-12

Penrose district, Stephen Clyde opened
the door OF the carpenter shop in the
basement and came out of the lower
door in time to meet Felicia as she
reached the sidewalk.
Let me carry your basket. please.
he said
..Why do you say 'please2' asked
Felicia, handing over the basket
- would like to cay something else,
replied Stephen, glancing at her shyly
and yet with a boldness that frightened
him, for he had been loving Felicia
more every day since he first saw her.
and especially since she stepped into the
shop that day with the bishop, and for
weeks now they had been in many ways
thrown into each others company
What else?" asked Felicia innocent
ly, falling into the trap.
"Why," said Stephen, turning his
fair, noble face full toward her and
eying her with the look of one who
would have the best of all things in the
universe, 81 would like to say, Let me
carry your basket, dear Felicia. -
Felicia never looked SO beautiful in
her life. She walked on little way
without even turning her face toward
him. 1t was no secret with her own
heart that she had given it to Stephen
some time ago. Finally she turned and
said shyly, while her face grew rosy
and her eyes tender, ''Why don't you
say it, them"
"May I ?" cried Stephen, and he was
SO careless for minute of the way he
held the basket that Felicia exclaimed
"Yesl But, oh, don't drop my goodiesl"
"Why, l wouldn't drop anything so
precious for all the world, dear Fe-
lcia, said Stephen, who now walked
on air for several blocks, and what else
was said during that walk is private
correspondence that we have no right
to read. only it is matter of history that
day that the basket never reached it's
destination and that over in the other
direction late in the afternoon the
bishop, walking along quietly in a
rather secluded spot near the outlying
part of the settlement district. heard a
familiar voice say, "But tell me, Fe-
icia, when did you begin to love me7"
81 fell in love with little pine shaw
ing just above your ear that day saw
you in the shop. said the other voice,
with laugh SO clear, SO pure so sweet,
that it did one good to hear it.
The next moment the bishop turned
the corner and came upon them
"Where are you going with that
basket?" he tried to say sternly
"We're taking it to-where are we
taking it to, Felicia2"
ssDear bishop. we are taking it home
to begin
To begin housekeeping with, fin
ished Stephen, coming to the rescue
Are you2" said the bishop 81 hope
you will invite me in to share. know
what Felicia's cooking is.
Bishop, dear bishop said Felicia,
and she did not pretend to hide her
happiness, indeed you shall always be
the most honored guest. Are you glad?"
'tYes, am" replied the bishop, in
terpreting Felicia s words as she wished.
Then he paused moment and said
gently, "God bless you bothl'' and Went
his way, with tear in his eye and a
prayer in his heart. and left them to
their joy.
Yes; shall not the same divine power
of love that belongs to earth be lived
and sung by the disciples Of the man Of
sorrows and the burden bsa,.az Of siisf
Yea. verify And this man and woman
shall walk hand in hand through this
great desert of human woe in this city,
strengthening eaek other, growing
more loving WITH 81 } experience of the
worlds sor.n,n. vulking in his steps
even closer yet because of this love,
bringing added blessings to thousands
of wretched creatures because they are
to have home Of their own to share
with the homeless ''For this cause, ,"
said our Lord Jesus Christ, ''shall q
man leave his father and mother and
cleave unto his wife," and Felicia and
Stephen, following the Master, love him
with deeper, truer service and devotion
because Of the earthly affection which
heaven itself sanctions with it's solemn
blessing.
Now, it was little after the love
story of the settlement became part of
it's glory that Henry Maxwell Of Ray
mondj came to Chicago with Rachel
Winslow and Virginia Page and Rollin
and Alexander Powers and President
Marsh. and the occasion was q remark
able gathering at the hall of the settle
ment, arranged by the bishop and DR.
Bruce, who had finally persuaded Mr.
Maxwell and his fellow disciples Of
Raymond to come on to be present at
this meeting.
The bishop invited into the settle
ment hall meeting for that night men
out of work, wretched creatures who
had lost faith in God and man, anar-
.chists and infidels, freethinkers and no
thinkers. The representatives of all the
city's worst, most hopeless, most dan
gerous. depraved elements faced Henry
Maxwell and the other disciples when
the meeting began, and still the Holy