The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-12-04
By ". B. MAXWELL. Author of sThe Guardea rlans.s The Magged Messenger"
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Your father makes him work very hard. suppose?'
 My father works hard himself" said Lizzie proudly and affectionately. MT. vincent could not assist him unless he was willing to work, tool" But he is quite willing" said Lady Vincent--"only too willing What Is this. please?'
 It was a book with commercials and printed headings. that lay open on | the table.
 That" said Lizzie "is the yard tally book;" and she explained its purpose and function. When materials were being sent from the yard to the work | in hand. MT. Jack entered them in the | book, and gave the slip of paper bear l ing his statement to the outside fore man. That they called yard tally" | and the foreman, having received his | tally, was then held accountable for ! the use ot the materials. T don't know why the book is here" Lizzie added. 1t ought to be at the yard but perhaps Mir. Vincent has made a | for my father to look at." | "oh. l don't think he would made | mistake. My son is very clever" But MT. Vincent cannot avoid mak- ing mistakes now and then: Of course, He kept the accounts for his regt- mentor for his company in the regi- ment I think you win ind him quite capable. of keeping your fathers ac- Lizzie smiled.
 I He Is not called upon to do that Builders accounts are very intricate My father does all that himself. This is not what we call an account book"
 .Oh. :, And what are these
 Lizzie answered all questions. and Lady Vincent at last thanked her. lst fed thnss HG1 Miss Sd GFpaseR to see things for myself-but : must not waste your time further" T can spare the time--if there is l Thank you. But I must not ask any any mors mors-I u think ,hs ought not to ask l T will tell you anything I know" l Lady Vincent favored Lizzie with II am very anxious about my son His employment here has caused us the greatest anxiety-and pain. In our l opinion it is not fitting-but we were unable to prevent 1t. However, I am proud to think of his working so well, He is working well. You admit that, don't you?"
 Yes, believe my father is quite satisfied with him."
 Tt is not the work itself--although, | of course, we should not have chosen it. No. But it is-aIl the surroundinf circumstances. Your fathers avowed motive to bring ruin and humiliation
 My fathers only motive in employ ing MT. Vtncinet was Kindness" and Lizzie flushed hotly.
 You are quite right to defend your l father-and have no desire to speak harshly of him or his motives. I do not wish to speak of him at all. I am l obliged to yeu for allowing me to ! in nd ' ypyfI en ot1lr you:" and with much dignity Lady Vim cent walked to the parlor door.
 But in the little parlor her dignity forsook her. and she began to ask more questions.
 You said he supped with you here. Does he have supper with you every night?"
 "Oh, nop
 Then where does he have his SUD- per? Why does he not come to us- and dine with us? If he would only do that; he would remove so much anx- iety-and pain. Miss Crunden. he should not be here--or at that dreadful cottage. Miss Crunden, ! do think 1t is fine of him to work. When 1t began, I thought it would be. only temporary; but it woes on. Ho goes on working-and 1t would make me both happy and proud if only the cir cumstances were different"
 
 tion explained her views Why should her son live in a horrid workman's cot tage? Why could he not live at home in the Redmarsh Road with his father and mother, and go out to his work of a morning as other workers did?
 If he would only live with us, think my husband would be recon ciled-even to what Jack is doing now -as your fathers clerk. His present mode of life is not fitting, Miss Crun- den. It is d cause of scandal and pain Everybody must say he has quarreled with us-cast us off, and thrown in his lot with your father. Of course, can't expect you to agree with me-"
 But I do agree with you"
 You do? Oh, Miss Crunden, lam delighted to hear you say so."
 q think" said Lizzie. blushing, that 1t would be wiser and better arrange ment if Mir. Vincent went back to you every evening-and if he lived with you. and not at Mrs. Gatess."
 Miss Barter could scarcely pay even ing calls then! In the Redmarsh Road he would be safe among his own good angels; Mrs, Price could be easy in her mind; and Lizzie need not take any more interest in his out work hours.
 But now Lady Vincent, with beaming eyes and a manner that had suddenly changed to cordiality. appealed to Liz