Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1901-03-20
Raleigh and finally purchased the nic.

od PI hItiSIlAAy SAfAAAS SE1Ee OF
the value of the picture to Stanley, and
the latter had planned a surprise for
Kirk on his way west.
All this and more did Faith hear
wonderingly. Z, The short winter dav
was going by, and Raleigh suddenly
interrupted the conversation.
I'VE shall have to give up our trip to
Kenwood today, Faith"
"And l must be getting back to nv
work. cried Faith, rising. She was
like one who had been in a dream Of
the day. 1t all seemed so strange
the studio, the artist, the picture, the
big, hearty, honest young EngHshman.
She found it hard to realize that she
was actually in the heart of the great.
rushing, prosaic, selfish city. ALI this
was so like & story, like things one
reads about, but so seldom knows in
the real life.
IF your father were only here now"
said Raleigh, whose romantic tempera-
ment was moved deeply by the events
of the day, this room would contain
all the elements Of genuine story"
As he spoke they all three turned in
stinctively toward the entrance Of the
other room. There stood Malcolm Kirk.
his tall, heavy figure filing up the
opening and his hOmely, loving face
showing unusual emotion
"Fatherv' cried Faith, and the next
minute she was in his arms. sobhino
and exclaiming.
Then she stepped back. a little
ashamed of her sudden outburst as
she remembered the presence Of the
two men behind her, but she kept hold
of Malcom's hand and drew him into
the studio.
How did you come here, father:
We had no idea
Its not a long story, my dear"
said Malcolm.
Mr.. Raleigh, how do you do? It's
long time since | saw you on the
deck of that steamer" Malcolm point
ed to the picture, and still his great
brown eyes rested on Malcolm Stanley
who was standing there pale and eS.
cited.
Raleigh took Kinks hand and shook
it heartily. He then turned quickly tc
Stanley.
You ought to know this gentleman.
Mr.. Kirk You met him before did,
Kirk stepped toward Stanley. Both
men were deeply moved.
You were with my mother when she
died. Mr.. Kirk" said Stanley in a voice
that trembleu little.
IF we were Russians, we would en-.
brace each other now cried Malcolm
Kirk, but as you are an Englishman
and | am an American | suDDose a
handShake is the nearest we can get to
it."
AS he said it he grasped Stanley's
big palm, which went out to meet his,
and Raleigh said aftervard he was
sure he heard the bones snap, but nei-
Their man WINGED.
THE heart goes With It," said Nal
com Stanley, admiring Kirk out of his
honest face with loving look.
Kirk drew back little and sazed at
the stalwart young figure. Then he
glanced at the plfntnG
Soui't IcL A4hS W &AAS Tue COIlTdct
of holding you in NJ arms now, as 1
did then. But, ~ ! senember, you
were very good baA1."
so he is now" md Raleigh, who
had turned his faeR toW1rd the easel
to hide his emotioA
That made Faith h1gA, and the rest
Joined her, and the oUnsion of feeling
broke, and they all 1Dsw more at ease.
For several minutes 0DDstions and an
swers flew fast in IL noW darkenins
studio.
Father, you must i've an account of
yourself. The rest Of - know how we
came to be here But your presence is
a mysteryv' said Faith, drawing up
closer to him.
well, my dear, It was your letter
that brought me-
MY letter?''
Yes, the one you wrote Sunday.
Your mother was very anxious about
you You did not mean to tell US, but
we read between the lines that you
were having experiences as you call
them. Besides, a check came for one
Of my stories that morning, and felt
the need Of a little vacation and came
on to Chicago to STUDY the hired girl
problem and other sociological ex-
periments''
Faith laughed Then she passed he1
hand over her fathers sleeve.
II do believe you have gone and
bought a new overcoat! You aren't
going to be sick, are you, father? Are
you feeling all right in your mind?''
Your mother made me promise that
I would get one as soon as I reached