The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-08-08
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 CT am sincere" he replied gravely. ssT am terribly in earnest This young man has put his hand to the pio", anu he will not turn back lie VIII ieaso ~vervfhinR, give up everything, for the are of the cause. He loves this girl very dearly and he will lose a great happiness if he loses her. But the greater the loss the nobler the sacrl- flee God will reward him. sHe can do good work with me, said Lady Betty in a faltering voice; gooo' honest work. will pay him well.
 He will not do your work. ne in- terrnpted sharply; he will be mere clerk. His mind will be occupied with figures, not with charity. Your work is. of necessity a woman's work, and you have every reason to be proud or it. But he will be no more than the pan with which you sign your name : There is something better for him to do in the world than that. He will lay his sacrifice on the altar or ms faith
 ~Rut the girl" said Lady Betty, sad ly. '.if is of her I am thinking. What right has he to sacrifice her as well? she has placsb her life's happiness Tn his hands.
 ssPerhaps she, too, will join us." re- pIfed Father Francis. Perhaps God has work for her to do in the world. Who knows? If every woman were content with quiet domestic life, who would do such work as you are doing now2 Are not you yourself an exam s,1A of the good an unmarried woman may do in the world? It sis only the unmarried, both men and women, who can devote all their thoughts and ener- eies to a great work. You have sacri- ficed nnuch-the home-life, the love of ..a.ss 11I hot tQ pure and sweet in earthly pleasures. But do you repent? Do you not know that you have found the truest happi- ness in all the world-the unselhsh sacrifice for the good of others?'
 NO, mo-" he replied faintly; you must not speak to me like that. It was not my choice. I do not claim any credit"
 Her face grew very pale. and she aeant back in her chair. as though ex- hausted by the agony of some great physical pain or sorrow. He noted the tired. haggard look on her face, the :. dull Iistless eyes. the lines of suffering on the smooth, white flesh. And for a moment he forgot his life-work. He only remembered that this woman had loved him, and he longed to comgort her in her sorrow.
 Tt is Gods will" he said tenderly, A have q message for you. I should have delivered 1t to you before, but my work has engrossed all my attention since have been in England"
 message?' she asked mechani- caIly .Oh, yes, of course. You have, I believe. a message for all the world, e gospeI of simplicity and self-sacri- nce. z
 T have a personal message for you" fR ho n n rnnnAnf i'm with my work" He paused. He was still standing, and the shaded lamp on the desk tn rev no light upon his face. He was glad of this, for he wished to comfort this woman by simple false hood.
 T have not been long in England" he began; ''I came here from the des- erfs of Arabia. It was in the wilder ness that the great message came to me Tn my wanderings met a man who had once lived life of sin. He was In the wreck of the Santigan." ."
 "The Santigan,' said Lady Betty. .arhere were no survivors of the Santi- gan
 Then she lifted up the shade of the lamp so that the light fell upon his face. Her own was in darkness. and he could not see the sudden joy flash Into her eyes.
 He stood the ordeal without finch ing. His arms were folded, and his head sunk upon his breast.
 This man." he continued in a calm voice" was picked up by some fisher men, and for year he lived with them. Tn that time his mind and body under went a change. He repented of his sins. and lived a clean, wholesome life. Then temptation again confronted him. and he fled from 1t into the great des- art. It was there that met him, and there that he gave me his message to you. His name was Sir Richard Gaunt"
 Yes" the woman said in a faint voice Her eyes were fixed on the desk in front of her, and she appeared to be thinking of something else.
 He gave me this message to you" the man continued firmly. "He asked me to tell you that before he left Eng land he only pretended to love you. and was going to marry you for your money"
 A faint sound came from the woman's lips. inarticulate, piteous.
 "But, as he became a better man." Father Francis continued, "he realized your splendid worth, and by degrees