Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1910-01-21
know that |


In the last few weeks, since that shot
was fred, than in all the rest of my
life put together. | have had my son
for six weeks!"
He went out, softly closing the door
behind him.
The door opened again, and Philip en-
tered. pale. weak, listless. his slow
steps supported by his father.
HE knows now that your decision
cannot be shaken" said Haggeton to
Margaret 1T was best that his father
should tell him."
Margaret implored Philip from
the chair into which he had sunk, ex-
hausted.
philip"
There was agony in her voice as she
sank down on her knees beside him.
Wait"
Haggleton spoke again in that GU
riously level, enigmatic. commanding
tone of his
81 am not going to argue or plead"
announced the millionaire. 81 am 60
ing to yield. have done wrong. |
have got to suffer. That's the eternal
law. Well will suffer"
MOP cried Philip.
"My son, | have only few more
years before me. You have lifetime
before you-with her. You have the
best thing in the world, as had once,
the love of a good woman"
He turned toward the picture of his
wife and looked at it, then continued:
Don't lose that love. my boy, as |
did. Don't let anything part you from
1t. not even your father. You must go
with her. 1t is | who must renounce.
And-we can see each other once In
awhile"
With a still. trembling little smile he
asked of Margaret:
at won't hurt him to see his father
once In awhile. will it,"
Margaret rose to her feet precipi-
lately Her pride was broken, her en-
nifty dissipated A realization Of the
grandeur of this sacrifice. so simply
proffered. overwhelmed her and filled
her heart with humility and contrition
and love and the impulse of atonement.
81 can't do it, she cried. Il am not
going! | love you tool"
The three were in one another's arms.
Gentle turned away deeply moved.
"My daughter. My son.
Haggleton's voice trembled.
81 will devote the rest of my life to
business-d0nt look astonished-the
business of making you happy. And
we will make the poor happy, too, if
that will make you happier. See here;
l am going to put $10,0OO,O00 aside for
you three-for my son, my daughter
and our good friend Gentle. You shall
be custodians."
A twinkle came into his eyes as he
asked:
"Now. what scheme would you three
students of poverty propose to utilize
$10,000O0O In helping the poor of this
city without demoralizing them? It's
up to you"
"Ten million dollars" speculated
Gentle. "We could cover this island
with model tenements."
"Cover the island!" cried Philip
1--WE could build about fifty. And they
would never pay. We would waste our
millions"
Haggleton was watching them. the
twinkle still in his eyes. Something he
had anticipated was amusing him.
swell, then, what would you sug-
gestT' Gentle was asking of Philip,
with just little heat In the tone OF
his voice.
I'D suggest homes for consump.
tives" The answer came with unhes.
itating promptness. That's what the
city needs"
Il don't agree with you" Margaret
now broke in firmly. I'VE do not want
homes for consnmptives. We must
build homes to prevent consumption
We must think of the next genera
ton. We must help the poor children
we must give them sunshine, green
fields
"lmpossible!" Philip pointed out
You can't take them away from theil
parents"
LET the parents 60 toow
mo no: the parents have to work.