Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1903-02-07
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BY CHARLES M. SHELDON.
Aothor OF In His Steps," Robert :
Hardys Seven Days." Etc.
COPYRIGHT 1901, By Charles II. Sheldon )
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Il nave no cou';t CT that" She re-
Dl!f''. Win Il .$M:l". "I,l:t the u1on'o
who act t]'At way arc Gau>vr,},sIy "n1
TO ]c IL Il position to teach their IT,; CHI
ers in tilnc''
= H.:Ail ne"cr la ALL, to- teach the
tcNrirr in IIcrr I,u2.s"." >n:. John
sioruoA earnestly. Miss -\n,';v{,* E;;,.yjl-
co. ana the f:ljNt:st t:n-n Of crlui. az.
nHarrI on l"r cllvrliS 1--WE are. ;,l}
lcarrtrs here. Let H:ln w., has net
learned SQu:t; 'ting today !:c! uD his
h"nd. Net a l:"ntl in *:;~!t. en-, we arr,
all in tn" primary class. The pnnnIr
arc III" ali'lln!'et Of Cod. And we have,
not yet learned tlic Hly!lai>t."
The talk %l;,:naIly clrlc,l t!!c table.
While john Gor;tnn continued to tel
MISS Andrews something in detail of
the lnrervirW with lis father and S;S-
Ter. \it"r the meal was over the resi-
dents scattered to the il work. but half
q dozen with Miss Andrews and John
Gordon fingered Il few minutes in tho
library and living room. which oncn,1
out OF the wide hall. next the old FASH
1ohcu staircase which went ND near
the center of the room. for Hon,
House had formerly been an old fam
lly mansion, and it stood now in it's
soiltary refinement Of interior in COM
pete contrast to every building in the
dismal district now ruled and ruined
by the human ruins that blended .l,,~
and night for rebuilding until the souls
OF the residents grew weary with the
burden, and God either grew daily
FARTHER away or closer by, in nropOr
ton as the workers in the settlement
grew more and more to love the pco-
pie or more and more to lose faith in
their redemption.
When John Gordon finally went
away, he had practically promised TO
become 4 permanent resident of Hone
House. Something of John GOrdOn's
family history was known to most of
the resiuentS, and there was enough of
the romantic and unusual in such 4 de-
clslon as his to stir the ina yinltion of
the earnest young men and women
VINO had thrown in their lot with Hope
House and What it stood for in the CITY.
When John Gordon came out from
the archWay and turned into the street.
it was after 8 o'clock. lie walked
along for half dozen blocks, trying to
realize what his life work would be
IN such q place. Whatever else it
would be, he knew it would lie a life
that would demand inexorably all the
manhood possible. AS he stopped and
looked back down the street and re-
allied its Wretchedness, it's discomfort.
its sQualor, it's moral filth, his heart
cried out for strength, his soul felt
compassion and anger and longing
and his love Of the people. to his i'll
tense satisfaction. grew in spite of
what they were and because of what
they We're.
f1e was still standing there, absorbed
in his thought Of future possibilities,
when a man put his hand on his shoul-
der and said Familiarity:
John, do you want good company?
I'm with You if you do
"David!' cried John Gordon in as
tonishment. How Go YOU happen to
be here:'
"Studying life. eh?" said David Bar
ton as he put his arm within his
friends and walked on
but how does it happen that YOU
"Having a weeks vacation. Harris
told me I'd better go to Colorado. Been
down here every night"
John Gordon walked on in deepening
astonishment
Come up to the rooms and let us
have a talk" said Barton. and John
Gordon quietly agreed. They took
car and after riding two miles left the
car, walked two blocks and came out
ON Park Boulevard, where David Bar
ton, managing editor of the Daily
News, had apartments
When they were seated, David Bar
ton turned sharp, nervous, but kind
ny face toward John Gordon.
"Surprised to see me down in the
region of Hope House? Great place,