The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1907-07-12
ey CECILIA A. LOIZEAUX.

"Of course like you TO be sympa
thetic and gcncrous-it's all part o.
you. But do wish you could be made
to see the evils OF such recklessly indis
, criminate giving" said Howard.
| They had just passed one armed
beggar, who had stepped in front o.
them with his monotonous whine fol
coins. Howard, after sharp glance
had said CURLY, Stand asidev hat
brushed away the extended hand ant
, taken Beth's arm to guide her past
But with an exclamation of pity the
girl had turned back to empty into the
mans hand all the change in her little
gold mesh purse.
"My giving is not indiscriminate
That man was maimed-he had only
one ARMAND the other one was trem-
bling from palsy or weakness" an.
swered Beth, with some heat.
"My dear, that mans hand is trem.
bling from drink, and as likely as not
he has another arm under his coat
You don't realize what frauds these
professional beggars are. Can't you
see, Beth, that it's the principle of the
thing that is wrong? The money you
give so carelessly might better be used
for people who really need it, and you
seldom find that kind begging or the
streets"
They had reached Beth's home by
this time, and, as usual, Howard went
in with her for the afternoon tea Beth
always made by the living room fire.
When they entered the house the sub
ject was not continued, though they
both felt dissatisfied. Beth busted her
self at the little table silently. There
was an angry light in her eyes. She
resented Towards interference in such
things, and she told herself that How
ard was not quite what she had
thought him.
Howard was about to go when the
front door opened and shut, and Beth's
Uncle John, with whom she had lived
since the death of her parents, came In
and went up the stairs to his room.
Howard settled back into his chair, for
he liked Beth's uncle, who was a jolly
old man. But Beth looked unaccounta-
bly, nervous, ratified the tea things and
rang the bell for more hot water. She
jumped guiltily as an irate voice from
upstairs called, "Beth!'
Eyes, uncle, what is it?" she called
back, going to the foot of the stairs.
"What have you done with my gray
smoking jacket and those black slip
And hA, o,,I
left them right here on the floor.
wish Mary wouldn't have cleaning up
streaks."
Beth darted queer glance at How
ard and then ran up the stairs. She
spoke so softly that Howard could not
hear what she said, but her uncles
voice was far reaching and the young
man listened shamelessly, for he guess
ed what was the matter. Now he
grinned silently to himself as the one
sided conversation went on.
what the deucew he was fairly
roaring. "That jacket is the only one
I've ever had that's any good. And
look like q peeled onion in that purple
thing, and you know it." There was
silence. Then the voice in somewhat
softer tones went on.
'Well, if you can't rest unless you're
giving things away and my things are
attractive to you, you just make it a
point to ask me what l can get along
without. Well, then, give me my old
slippers"
Another silence.
"Do you mean to tell me that you
gave away that pair of slippers that
I've been breaking in for year and
just got adjusted to my feet? BY
George! VINO got those"
Silence.
"Well, he didn't need them as bad
as l do. He couldn't feed my smoking
jacket to a starving baby, and those
slippers will fit his sick wife to per-
lection, 1 suppose. What else did you
give himT
Another silcnce-then a snort.
"There! That's enough! Don't tell
me too much at once! I'm liable to get
mad!' When he heard Beth's heel
taps on the stairs Howard strolled to
the farthest window and turned inno-
Gently arou.ld to speak to Beth as II
nothing had happened Her face was
red and her eyes wet.
"Unc:e's cross tonight" she said air
lily. "I-he acts as IL he had lost
something. She Cid not speak again.
but began {; make fresh tea, and In
minute or tvo her uncle appeared Ia
the doorway He had on a purple silk
jacket and u purple cap stuck jauntily
over one ear on his bald head.
'Look like the shah's butler, don't
IL" the elder man said as he carefully
lowered his heavy figure into his easy
chair and stuck his feet out before
him. "Your turn will come. You'll live
to see youc best shoes tripping down
the street. ana you'll meet your hats
and coats and trousers strolling about
the city until you won't know whether
you're dreaming or/whether there are.
two Of YOU"
Harvey was a little uneasy. He look
ed at Beth and smiled, and she looked
back coldly. thinking that she read 81
told you so" in his face. She disGp-
peared when she had given her uncle
his tea and cid not come down again
until Howard was gone and dinner
was ready.
The next morning Beth spent in
overhauling all her clothes, piling into