Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1910-07-15

AS the shades of evening crent
around him he felt the burden of his
misfortunes more severely than ever.
This, in connection with his broken
limb, was more than he could hear
and caused him to groan aloud. The
sound reached Edith, who sat in the
adjoining room. She crept silently
into his room and approached his
bed.
Poor papa, are you suffering
much?" she asked
"Oh! yes, my girl; it seems like
everything is goin' to ruin"
why, papa, how you talk" and
she knelt down by his bedside
Haven't you a good home, and a
loving family, and kind neighbors?"
Yes, yes, l know; but then there
will be nothin made on the farm
this year"
What if there isn't; we will be
just as happy
You don't understand, girl; you
are not old enough to understand
these things"
Yes; but / do understand them.
papa. I'm seventeen, and | know
that you have been wearing out your
life trying tc lay by money to buy
more land. 1t isn't making us any
happier, but instead it is making
you and all of us unhappy; and papa
you are not so kind as you used to be.
You don't love us like you did when
I was a little girl"
Not love you, Edie? why, of
course | do. 1t is for You | am trying
to save up money. What better proof
do you want of my love-"
Why, l want little kind of this
kind of love- and she drew his arm
around her neck and kissed him for
the first time in years.
This was a now experience for
John Shane. The sunlight of such
love had not penetrated the dusty
recess of his heart for years, and
the dust would have to be cleared
away before its genial warmth could
reach his soul.
You are a good daughter, Edie;
but you do not understand how ne
cessary it is to have money to get
along in the world"
"Oh! yes l do, papa but | know
that money alone Will not bring hap
piness. Let us be happy and not wor-
ry about money"
But how can we live without mo-
ney, child?"
why, you dear old papa, | know
you have money enough in the bank
to live on year if we didn't raise
any crops at all.
And what would you do when
that was gomez"
why, then you would be well, and
the horses will be well, and we will
all go to work with willing hands
and happy hearts. We will be kind
and loving to everybody and every
thing and we won't think so much
about making money"
1t sounds good to hear you talk
that way, Edie, but I'm afraid it
won't work. A man must look out an
provide for his own family, for if he
| don't nobody will"
Yes, but if he allows his love for
his family to be driven out by the
love of money it seems to me he has
made a bad bargain"
"Well, good night, daughter;
you've cheered me up for a while,
anyhow. My Misfortunes worry me
most on account Of those who are
dependent on me. l want to put them
above want"
There now, papa; no more about
that. Let us encourage love and
kindness toward one another and
trust in God. Good night, pap" and
she gave him another kiss and left
him.
John Shane was restless; as the
hours dragged their weary length
along the loneliness of his situation
pressed itself on him. The converse
ton with Edith had aroused the lat
ent energies of his soul, and his
Leart yearned for human sympathy.
He had lived a lonely life; his whole
soul had been possessed by the one
idea of making money. He did not
think that anyone else was suffer
ing while he was following this false
light, but here was Edith, who had
been yearning for her fathers love
and had been denied it. Her face
haunted him; her voice was ringing
in his ears. Her words were present
in his memory. Her face and voice re-
minded him Of one that he had