Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-08-24

how to value thing like that.
 You know I said, slowly, "the thing that keeps woman straight and a man faithful is not matter of bricks and mortar nor ways of thinking nor habits of living. It's something hner and stronger than these. It's the magic taboo of her love for him and his for her that makes them-sacred. With that to guard them-why-"
 "Yes, yes" he patted my hand soft ly. Still, the old see the dangers of an environment that young and i'm pulsive woman like you, my dear, might be blind to. Your associates"
 My associates? Oh, you've heard about Beryl Blackburn. Well-she's- shes just Beryl, you know. She wasn't made to live any different. Some people steal and some drink and some gamble and some . Well, Beryl belongs to the last class. She doesn't pretend to be better than she is. And, just between you and me, bishop, I've more respect for girl of that kind than for Grace Weston, whose husband is my leading man, you know. Why, she pulls the wool over his eyes and makes him the laughing stock of the company. I can't stand her any more than I can Marie Avon, who's never without two strings" All at once l stopped. But wasn't it like me to spoil it all by bubbllng over? I tell you, Maggie, too much truth isn't good for the bishops set; they don't know how to digest it.
 was afraid that I'd lost him, for he spoke with a stately little primness as the carriage just then came to stop; I had been so interested talking that I hadn't noticed where we were driving.
 "Ah. here we are." he said. T must ask you to excuse me, Miss-ah, Mrs. that is-there's a public meeting Of the Society for the Prevention Of Cruelty to Children this afternoon that I must attend. Good-by, then" ! "Oh. are you bound for the Cruelty, too?" asked Why, so am l. And -yes-yes-that's the Cruelty" ] The Cruelty stands just where it did, Mag. when you and I first saw it; most things do in Philadelphia, you know. There's the same prim, official straight up-aud-downness about the brick front. ! The, steps don't look so steep now and the buildings not so high, perhaps be- cause of a skyscraper or two tnatVe gone up since But it chills your blood, Maggie darlin'. just as it always did, to think what it stands for. Not mans inhumanity to man, but women's cruelty to children, Maggie, think Of it, 1T you can, as though this were the first time you'd heard of such thing! Would you believe it?
 l I walked from that to find myself marching up the stairs behind the bish- ops rigid little back. Oh. it was stiff and uncompromising. Beryl Black burn did that for me. Poor, pretty, pagan Beryl!
 My coming with the bishop-we seemed to come together, anyway made the people think he'd brought me, so I must be just all right. had the man bring in the toys I'd got out in the carriage, and I handed them over to the matron. saying:
 They're for the children. l want them to have them all and now, please to do whatever they want with them There'll always be others. I'm going to send them right along, if you'll let me, so that those who leave can take something of their very own with them something that never belonged to anybody else but just themselves, you understand. It's terrible. don't you know. to be a deserted child or tor. tured child or crippled child and have nothing to do but sit up in that bare clean little room upstairs with lot oi other strangelings-and just think or the cruelty that's brought you here and the cruelty you may get into when you leave here. If I'd had a doll-if Mag had only had set of dishes or little tin kitcheu-is the boy with the gouget eve COllI nave IdI d SEl OL can't you understand"
 I became conscious then that thu matron-a new one. Mag. ours is gone was staring at me, and that the peo ple stood around listening as though I'd gone mad.
 Who came to my rescue? Why, thu bishop. like the manly little fellow h. is. He forgave me even Beryl in tha moment.
 Its Nance Olden, ladies" he said with a dignifed little wave of his hant that served for an introduction. ssh, begins her Philadelphia engagement to night in And the Greatest of These
 Oh. I'm used to it now. Maggie, bu I do like it. All the lady-swells buzzel about ne. and there Nance stood preen ing herself and growing softly till- till from among the bunch of milliner one of them stepped up to me. She ha a big smooth face with plenty of chins Her hair was white and her nose va curved and she rustled in silk and It was Mrs. Dowsger Diamonds alia Henrietta. alias Mrs. Edward Ramsay
 Clever. My. how cleyer!" she 2, claimed, as though the sob in my voic that I couldn't control had been bit ( acting.
 She was feeling for her glasses. Whe she got them and hooked them on he nose and got a good look st me-whI . she just dropped them with snss . upon the desk.
 I looked for a minute from her to th