Brookings weekly register. (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1898-1903, 1900-04-19

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should be said that after moving out
Of the parsonage into his house in the
tenement district Philip had more than
given the extra thousand dollars the
church insisted on paying him. The
demands on him were % urgent, the
perfect impossibility OF providing men
with work and so relieving them had
been such bar to giving help In that
direction, that out of sheer necessity,
as 1t seemed to him, Philip had given
| fully half Of the thousand dollars re-
served for his own salary. His entire
| expenses were reduced to the smallest
possible amount. Everything above
that went where 1t was absolutely
needed. He was literally sharing what
he had with the people who did not
have anything. 1t seemed to him that
he could not consistently do anything
less In view Of what he had preached
and intended to preach.
One evening In the middle Of the
month he was invited to social gath
ering at the house of Mr.. Winter. The
mill owner had of late been experienc-
ing a revolution Of thought. His atti-
tude toward Philip had grown more
and more friendly.
1t was gathering Of personal
friends Of Mr.. Winter, including some
of the church people. The moment that
Philip stepped into the spacious hall
and caught glimpse Of the furnish
ings of the rooms beyond, the contrast
between all the comfort and bright
ness of this house and the last place he
had visited In the tenement district
smote him with a sense of pain. He
drove 1t back and blamed himself with
an inward reproach that he was grow
ing narrow and could think of only one
idea.
He could not remember just what
brought up the subject, but some one
during the evening. which was passed
In conversation and music. mentioned
the rumor going about of increased dis.
turbance In the lower part Of the
town and carelessIy wanted to know II
the paper did not exaggerate the facts.
Some one turned to Philip and asked
!
He did not know how long he talked.
He knew there was great hush when
he had ended. Then before any one
| could change the stream Of thought
some young woman ia the music room
who had not known what was going
| on began to sing To new instrumen-
tai variation Home, Sweet Home"
Coming as 1t did after Philips vivid
description Of the tenements. 1t seemed
like n sob Of despair or a mocking
| hypocrisy. He drew back into one of
the smaller rooms and began to look
| over some art prints on a table. AS he
stood there. again blaming himself for
his impetuous breach of society eti-
| quette In almost preaching on such an
occasion. Mr.. Winter came In and
said:
ut does not seem possible that such
state Of affairs exists as you describe.
Mr. Strong. Are you sure you do not
exaggerate"
"Exaggerate! Mr.. Winter. you haye
pardoned my little sermon here To-
night, know. 1t was forced on me.
| But He choked, and then, with an
energy that was all the stronger for
being repressed, he said, turning full
| toward the mill owner: "Mr. Winter,
will you go with me and look at things
| for yourselfI In the name of Christ
| will yor see what humanity is SHINING
and suffering not more than a mile
from this home of yours?'
Mr.. Winter hesitated and then said: :
"Yes. I'll go. WhenT
'Say tomorrow night. Come down
| to my house early. and we will start
from there"
When Mr.. Winter came down the
next evening, Philip asked him to
| come In and wait few minutes, as he
was detained in his study room by q
caller. The mill owner sat down and
visited with Mrs. Strong a little while
| Finally she was called into the other
room, and Mr.. Winter was left alone
partly open, and he could not help
hearing the conversation between the
Brother Man and his son. Something
| that was said made him curious, and
when Philip came down he asked him
a question concerning his strange
| boarder.
"Come in and see him." said Philip.
| He brought Mr.. Winter into the little
room and introduced him to the pa
tient. He was able to sit up now. At
mention of Mr.. Winters name he
| flushed and trembled. 1t then occur
red to. Philip for the first time that 1t
was the mill owner that his assailant
that night had intended to waylay and
rob.
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