, 1904-06-16
Vacation "Reminiscences.

panion. an old resident, drew my at
tention to a neat looking young lady
IN blue. a few seats ahead of us.
There are many heroes and hero
ines in a great city like this. Now,
take that young lady; she is pri-
vate secretary to an old government
official. Out of a modest salary she
is supporting an aged father and
mother and an insane brother, besides
herself. She will average 30 pages of
legal cap typewriter work every day,
besides having to go over and correct
all of the many pages of manuscript
of her employer, who is too old TO be
accurate. Practically she is the head
and front of that important office.
"When | came across her five years
ago she was doing this workout
under protest. Look at her face now
full Of a quiet. calm peace, and |
happen to know that she is doing her
work !oyally and with a joyful heart.
Remember that in addition to her
office work she makes all her own
clothes, and those of her mother
father and brother, so far as possible.
To do this means that it is often mid
night before she %retires. She watches
over her charges with the solicitude
of a mother. Her parents must nev-
Ell look shabby every little rip, every
button, must have attention.
How many of the rest Of the peo-
pie you see in this car, hurrying to
their work in the city, are doing like
duties no one can tell. The city is
the place to find, not only the lowest,
but the noblest of our race
| afterward happened to get "A
glimpse into the room occupied by
the little heroine above mentioned
for she would hardly tip the scales at
a hundred pounds. 1t looked like
the cell of a nun. | gazed around at
the appointments, so meagre, yet Sc
lected with such an evident appre-
citation of the really beautiful; the
narrow bed looked more like a peni-
tential cot than a place of repose. My
own SORROWS and burdens fell away
from me like a mantle as | stood there
with uncovered head, drinking in the
devotion. the sacrifice of that soul.
Behind il all I could not help reading
a tragedy lover, whose kisses and
protecting arms must be given up; a
home of her Own, and children, and
friends to bless her life-but the
place was too sacred for vulgar spec
ulation and ] backed away as from
some holy shrine.
There are some great souls here, y
remarked my companion, as we took
our way toward one of the largest
theatres one Sunday morning to hear
the Rev. Frank W. Guusaulus preach.
'The man we shall hear this morning
is one of them. He has cut loose
from all creeds; he has no church,
but holds forth in some large theatre
every Sunday. Thousands goto hear
him and he is backed in his work by
one of the wealthiest men here
| was Interested, but not specially
so. We were shown to seats and |
saw that we had been fortunate, for
in a few minutes there was not an
unoccupied seat in the building. A
volunteer choir of 30 voices, led by a
prominent musical conductor, fur
nished the music. The hymns were
old and the music simple and sweet.
A man with a cornet stood beside the
pulpit and SEMI the delicious strains
Of his instrument out over that vast
audience in a manner that made you
Jingle to your finger tips. | am told
he has done this for years.
Then there arose "A dark, ~leonine
looking man, who read his morning
lesson from the Bird chapter of the
Acts of the Apostles. 'Now Peter
and John went up together lnto the
temple at the hour Of prayer, being
the ninth hour. And a certain man,
lame from his mothers womb, was
car led, whom they laid daily al the
gate OF the temple which is called
Beautiful, to ask aims of them that
entered into the temple; who seeing
Peter and John about to go into the
temple, asked an aims. And Peter,
fastening his eyes upon him, with
John, said, Look on US. And he gave
heed unto them, expecting to receive
something of them. Then Peter said,
Silver and gold have | none but
such as ! have give ! thee In the
name Of Jesus Christ Of Nazareth,
rise up and walk. And he took him
b, tho riobt hand and lifted hin, mn.