Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1903-02-07

trouble. She maj be enthusiastic Owe
fad like Hope House, as she calls it
but it won't last. Her old social ambi
tons are too strong to be broken OF
changed into new ones"
Judge Chambers Is new factor
Miss Andrews spoke softly. 81 won
der what he will prove to be. Tha
first act Of his when he was seated wal
encouraging. How would 1t do to bring
q case against Tommy Randall is hii
court?"
"Just the thing! I don't believe Tom
NV owns him. We have got to d.
something and do it hard. If Tomm.
Randall puts up those double deckers
contrary to the city ordinances, hav'
we got to confess that there is no sucl
thing as justice In city like this, in {
country like ours. after twenty cen
turies of the Christ of God? Oh, Miss
Andrews, 1t cannot be possible that oul
appeal to the people themselves, in cas-
all other means fail, will also fail! d.
you have ultimate hope in the peopleT
She turned her blue eyes toward him
and they were glistening with tears
Whatever her feeling was toward him
she was one of those great souls who
can carry in their hearts love for one
being and the multitude as well. AL
true love with her must have been Of
the highest exaltation.
81 believe in the people at last. II
all else fails, we will appeal to them
These wrongs cannot go on forever.
cannot believe that God will permit it
Child life must be too precious in bis
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 friendr' she answered, smil.
ing. "God is not dead. When I lose
faith, shall die. Meanwhile"-
meanwhile we are powerless, with
all this money in our hands, unless We
can stop Randall In some way. OF
course he will never sell us the lots
Our only use for the money would be
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 | know you believe in all that,
but a city government that produces
and nourishes men like Tommy Ran.
dali would as soon be expected to open
its council meetings with prayer as to
put up city tenements. Our only hope
lies in stopping the erection Of those
double deckers in violation Of the ordi'
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 meas rements for
the contemplatedA 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 ut work over
one Of the lecture programmes. She
went out as Gordon was speaking
about the tenements.
Miss Andrews calmly sat looking at
the scene from the window, and John
Gordon, seated little back from her,
where, however, he commanded view
of her face as the fading light from
the large window fell upon it, suddenly
made q resolve that In itself was not
really as sudden as 1t seemed. Some
times a swift action has ripened under
q slow process.
"diss Andrews"
"Yes."
"Will you allow me to confde In you
something I feel impelled to say to
you especially%
There was a short silence; then he'
voice answered quietly:
"Yes."
Gordon went on a little hurriedly. as
if be feared the loss Of the impulse
that had prompted him to speak.
You saw Miss Marsh. You know
from the newspaper accounts my for,
mer relation to her"
II remember"
81 asked her again this afternoon to
be my wife and come to live with me
here. She refused. Do you think q
man in my position, with the life !
have chosen to live. ought to ask wo'
man to come and live with me here, to
share all these troubles. to bear all
these burdens? Is the test l made for
her too severe?"
There was silence. 1t was broken by
the quiet voice.
"Do you still love Miss Marsh"
mo" answered John Gordon slowly.
He was seated and had put his hand
over his face.
The group Of men over at the end OF
the view from the window separated
and went away. One Of the residents
came into the library and started to
light the candles which were placed In
an old fashioned silver candlestick
which always stood in the center OF
the taL'". 1t was one Of Miss An
drews' fancies. Candlelight. she used
to say, was more literary than elec.
tricity.
"Please do not light the candles yet,
Miss Farwell." the voice In the win
dow quietly called.
Miss Farwell went out, and In the
dark John Gordon could feel his heart
beat heavily.
TO BE CONTINUED.
More Than He Could Stand.
nrr,l..,, tl,io ~ rondod fha p01fpp