Willmar tribune., 1901-02-27
work. It is nothing which other men

work. It is nothing which other men
may not also have. f@ - =.
81 don't know minister in our
churches anywhere who might not
claim all that Malcom Kirk and his
wife have claimed. They have over
come the world by means of their love,
by following the plain path Of duty at
the cost of suffering, by not pleasing
themselves. They are still engaged in
the struggle. 1t will never cease this
side of death and paradise. But wish
that every pastor and every church
might come here and see what has been
done and what the future seems GER
tain to record. The most malignant
forces of evil have evidently arrayed
themselves against Kirk and his wife,
and so far these two have overcome
them all. Heaven has won the victory
out here, and l do not know why it
should not do so everywhere. Do we
want the world to be saved? Do we
have a passion to save it? Do we put
the kingdom first? If we did, should
we not see the results everywhere that
we see here? shall return home from
my visit to Malcom Kirk with that
question sounding in my heart"
There was one brief allusion in this
letter which meant even more than
Wilson knew. 1t was his allusion to
what he called Malcom Kinks ''pe-
culiar habits Of generosity" Indi-
rectly these led to events which have
to do with this history Of the human
conflict against sin and involved in
that growing conflict all the members
of Kinks family.
A few days after Wilson's departure
Faith and her mother were sitting to-
gether in the common room," as Faith
called it, the room that the family
used for dining and sitting room to-
gether. Dorothy was sewing, and
Faith was helping her with some work
on the boys suits.
1t was abo1t II O'Clock in the morn
ing. and Malcom Kirk was up stairs
in his study. The boys were at school,
and Faith, who had finished the high
school, had been staying at home for
two years helping her mother.
'Mother, how does Gilbert manage
to tear his coat across the back like
that?" asked Faith. holding up that
garment and looking at it with grave
astonishment.
Dorothy could not help smiling, al
though the next instant she sighed q
little.
"He said one Of the boys pushed him
against a wire fence last Saturday
while they were out fishing near The
Forks"
"Well the boy that did it ought to be
made to wear it after l have mended
it. That would be making the punish
Lent fit the crime,'" said Faith as
she stabbed the back Of the coat with
a big needle and began turning over
the basket to find some thread.
! I'm sorry Gilbert hasn't better
suit" said Dorothy gravely. He mus
try to get along with it this fall, any
way. Mend it as carefully as you can
Faith"
' Yes, ma'an," replied Faith. Il AL
trying to find something besides white
silk. At the same time, mother, don
you think white silk on a black back
ground would be warning to Gilber
not to get his coat torn again?"
Mrs. Kirk laughed, and before sh'
could answer the bell rang.
Faith put aside the work and wen
to the door.
; Can see Mr.. Kirk?' asked a voic,
that Dorothy recognized at once.
NO." said Faith decidedly. 'Fathe
is in his study writing. and he ough
not to be disturbed"
| But he told me to call today, and
want to see him very much"
! Did he tell you to call this morn
ing?"
i "Well-no-he said today. But
couldn't come at any other time"
There was silence moment Will
Faith stood holding the door uncertain
ly, but still resolutely blocking the en-
trance.
Malcom Kirk came out Of his stud,
at the top of the upper hall. ''Is tha
Mr.. Barnes, Faith? Tell him to com
up."
Faith at once stepped aside, and
shabby looking man came in. AS b
passed the door of the sitting room b
bowed clumsily and said, "Good morn
ing. Mrs. Kirk" Then he stumble,
noisily up stairs and entered Malcolm
study. The door closed, and Faitl
went back to her work.