Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-12-05

apply, and l never heard any COM
plants. My wife told me that no one
ever asked for it. except the regular
be no real want in the place. Surely
what is worth having is worth asking
for, eh, Grindling?"
The stout manager of the Long
Dock shook his head
Il daresay,' ne said, but you see
that Is not the way they look at it.
They like to be fused over and a
help from the manse is-what is it,
twice blest-it blesseth him that gives
and him that takes. That sort of
thing. Pm no great hand at Scripture
That's not Scripture you say-oh,
very well. it sounds like it, anyway.
I've heard it somewhere. l might
have known it wasn't in the kirk.
That is place don't often trouble.
But the minister, now, how much a
year has he?"
"One hundred and sixty-six pounds,
six shillings and sixpence!" said Mr..
McKiG. promptly. land a very suf-
ficient, and even superabundant, sal
ary."
Salary, perhaps-but a pretty lean
wage said Mr.. Grinding. His eye
rested on the trim cottage of the Com
pany's reservation.
Wonders Block c." he said, point,
ing with his finger, "our Long Dock
men there are good average workers
all on piece work. the father and
two or three boys all working. How
much. do you think, goes into each OF
those doors every Saturday night?"
"A couple of pounds or even three,
said Mr.. McKill, carelessly, his mind
still on his ecclesiastical wrongs.
From four to six pounds, l tell you
sterling coin of the realm" said Mr.
Grinding. Il check the pay Sheets
Dear me-" cried Mr. McKill, q
must speak to the chief. We mus
reduce our wages. Sucn a thing Is
positively indecent! It's bad for the
men"
| Possibly said Mr.. Grinding, "bu
just now with our contracts and thu
boom in the trade it can't be helped
The men would just go elsewhere
Only that was not what l meant.
was speaking Of your minister on
salary of e166. He is far poore
man than any good workman in gu
pits. There's Dick Pearson coming GU
now with his two boys They ar
making hundred pounds year NOR
than John Fowler, and they neve
dream of dressing like gentlemen
nor send their daughters to school il
Edinburgh, nor their sons to colleges
They have no position to keep up
"a minister snould be poor Il
spirit" said Mr.. Mckill, look at tn
Apostles"
"The Apostles. from what hav
heard, were fishermen" said stou
little Mr. Grinding, his shoulder
shaking little with what he consider
ed jest. but what would the chic
say if Fowler took to fishing in hi
preserved water up On Corn side?"
| "Mr. Romer would have him PR
secuted. OF course" said Mr.. McKil
| "if only out of respect to his positio
as magistrate"
quite so,'' said his junior. 81 hav
heard say that the disciples wer
dressed like fishermen and it wa
only the other day that | heard 20
complaining that Mr.. Fowler's hat wa
a disgrace to his sacred profession
and that II man We're minister b
should dress like one. Besides, tn
disciples We're mostly unmarried me
and had no families depending o
them"
Why, Grinding" cried Mr.. McKil
Ito hear you, ! should suppose yo
were taking MS part. Do you kno
that he breaches against us every SUI
day till Mrs. McKill can hardly kee
her seat-and, indeed, to do so peee
all my own Christian patience."
why. then" said Grinding, wayin
his hand in joval adieu, then yo
should stay away, as I do!
CHAPTER TX.
] The Love-Madness of Jacob Romcr