Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1903-06-13

Its no use.'' = s",
But Butt tell you, aunt, / mean to mar.
~ Lucia Marsh. don't give IN inst
for one rebuff"
mo: She's never really given 70,
an answer yet, Archie. Make her saw
no, at least
sue VIII say yes at last" said Ar
cnle ooggedly. His aunt looked at him
hal1 contemptuously, half WONDERING
~.
Not so long as you are Archie Pen
rose,' she said finally.
You'll see." Archie said as he roso
ana went away. Mrs. Penrose thought.
fully sat and unused until dinner was
announced.
Il nave known stranger events to
De- She muttered to herself "But
Lucia marsh is a million times too
goou iof MIN. Why does she not mar
ry John Gordon if she loves him? She
Will miss heaven, here and herea fter
II she doesn't"
John Gordon and Miss Andrews had
turned back into the library after the
visitors had gone.
THAT Mrs. Penrose is quite q ra-
markable woman, Mr.. Gordon. Did
understand that she was a relative of
yours?"
NO. she was an intimate friend of
my mother. She has always taken
good deal Of interest in me. 1t would
not be surprising if she came to our
assistance. She has abundant means
anu leisure; lives in palace Of a
house on Park avenue; is a widow
win no nearer relatives than that Ar
chle Penrose. Her mention of Julius
Chambers was encouraging. Oh. if
Mrs Penrose would only use her in.
fuence it might move somethingw Cor
don uttered a groan But these So
clety women have no hearts except
when they feel remorse. That's her
trouble. She may be enthusiastic over
fad like Hope House, as she calls it.
but 1t won't last. Her old social ambi-
t1ons are too strong to be broken or
changed into new ones"
Judge Chambers is new factor"
Miss Andrews spoke softly. II Won
der what he will prove to be. That
first act of his when he was seated was
encouraging. How would it do to bring
case against Tommy Randall is his
court?"
'Just the thing! don't believe Tom
my owns him. We have got to do
something and do it hard If Tommy
Randall puts up those double deckers,
contrary to the city ordinances. have
we got to confess that there is no such
thing as justice in city like this, in a
country like ours. after twenty CEN
turtles Of the Christ Of God? Oh, Miss
Andrews. it cannot be possible that our
appeal to the people themselves. in case
all other means fail, will also fail. Do
you have ultimate hope in the peope?'
She turned her blue eyes toward him,
ana they were glistening with tears.
Whatever her feeling was toward him,
can carry in their hearts love for one
being and the multitude as we'll All
true love With her must have been Of
the highest exaltation.
Il believe in the people at last. If
all else fails, we will appeal to them
These wrongs cannot 90 on forever |
cannot believe that God will permit it..
Child life must be too precious in his
sight,"
"And yet think Of all these years, Of
all you have done and suffered. of the
thousands Of innocent lives that have
been smothered and buried alive in
these places Of horror. Do you lose
your faith; do YOU
mo, my friend" she answered, smil-
ing. 'God is not dead. When l lose
faith. shall die. Meanwhile"-
meanwhile we are powerless, witt
all this money in our hands, unless VT
can stop Randall in some way Ol
course he will never sell us the lots
Our only use for the money would bt
to purchase some of the unburned terri
tory and tear down. But it would be
enormously expensive. The city ought
to condemn and buy up all this district
and put up municipal tenements. OF
course l know you believe in all that
but city government that produces
and nourshes men like Tommy Ran
dali would as soon be expected to open
its council meetings with prayer as tc
put up city tenements. Our only hope
lies in stopping the erection of those
double deckers in violation of the ordi
nance"
Miss Andrews silently looked out OF
the window. Over at the extreme end
of the burned area Tommy Randall
with the little group of men was still
at work laying out measurements fol
the contemplated tenement. 1t was
growing late in the afternoon, and the
men would soon be going away. Over
at the other end of the library Miss
Hammond had been busy at work over
one of the lecture programmes. She
went out as Gordon was speaking
about the tenements.
Miss Andrews calmly sat looking al
the scene from the window, and John
Gordon, seated little back from her
where however he commanded q view