The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-12-18

And the other answered proudly: "My work gives power"
 out the window. "You hear that gale cut there, and you talk of power? Power? That wind could mani fold itself and break your bones You hear that rain! That rain could rise and drown you, and you could not Bee. Do not talk to me of power, for the only power you have is as a man among men There are other powers which make that power seem per fume and soft music. Now, tell me why do you wcrk?"
 ''Recause the work compels me. Because have nothing else to do. Many men and women are like I have nothing else to care for'' And he told how he all alone. for his wife and daughter had died, and he added: ''Why do tell you this? But 1t Is so. I alone"
 Especially on Christmas Eves" asked the strange man gently.
 Especially on Christmas Eve. And on the night the baby born and died with her mother. And the night my wife and I were married"
 ''How, after all, great man is only man 7" claimed the Jew How. after all, he be stripped and shown little and sick old and broken hearted And his hand on the old mans shoulder seemed to throb with a wondrous sympathy "He creeps over the ground with his two legs creature of bowels. brain, and heart-and we call him great! Though he sic1ecs end dies behold, his very monu- ments acclaim him great "'
 The old man recalled without emotion that he had not fifteen years live The fire cast his shadow on the wall. He knew the time would when he would east shadow nowhere. Not even shadow should survive him.
 Suddenly. among all his thoughts, he reached and took the young Jews hand.
 T glad you came to talk to me tonight. In some peculiar way you refresh me-" he said. ."Yet you bring strange ideas"
 "It is because lave given the chance; yet long have needed each other"
 The millionaire was silent again for a minute; then he asked slowly with tremor in his voice: "What meant you, my friend when ycu said you could bring back the spirits of the dead?"
 And the other answered: That is what I meant. For I know the land of ghosts and the ghosts call to me out over their twilight. To me, tn,s earth is but mere sign in the sky; and yet can weep over one poor starving man. Alive he sends me messages, dead he sends messages Ny is bent and ready for these things. and hear him."
 "But-about the spirits? About bringing them sS nonsense? have heard It said it was nonsense?"
 Nothing in death is nonsense"
 the millionaire suddenly.
 "I will Ard I ask no reward, for you shall do my bidding I ask no reward, for you shall give of your own willingness. For 1t is commanded of us all that as give. you shall give" And tho Jew closed his eyes and sank into chair for the first time
 At tremor shook his wasted body; for moment he groaned and grew rigid and then his body grew supple again His jaw fell from his jaw. > his white face swan with sweat. His turning eyes rolled like bits of glass Then slowly the floor by his left hand faint light smoke appeared strangely. under the moon, building itself. blowing outward up ward Above it lowered dinnly glowing ball, tenu- gently, gradually. the whole gauziness nodded itself like winding fog. ando. il took the bi.lowing shape of Mule girl with haloed head of hrilliancs. her feet scarce touching the floor so light she was.
 The old man looked with horror, then with pain at what he He stared in silence at the shy visitant. then at the mute young Jew Over him rushed spaslns of dread at the unknown. waves of love at the uaforgotten, What worked there in his soul was exqusite. Tn seconds he cnanyed as never he had changed in sll the brutal years among men, He was no longer among men. he had left the earth and noated amidst unearthiy raptures, And at last he wet his lips with his tongue and fell toward the shadow, crying; Margaret, Margaret"
 But the marvellous girl drffted farther away and person; it had deeper sweetness like smile from Paradise.
 Margaret, My baby" whispered the old man in his throat. But she edded to the young Jews fore head. seemingly swept and kissed it. and was gone And the young Jew trembled and awoke.
 Then, for some minutes, both silent looking at each other with experiencing eyes, while only the wind and rain kept up their doeful noise. In the end, the Jew held up his hand and smiled gently hearts You must not ask too much, old man."
 1T ask nothing." murmured the millionaire groping his way to his chair.
 Ut is better that way. For the children that are gone SOW such sweet madness in mems minds down. Dim potent tiny mysteries who hold the hearts of all mankind in their pale, little ghosty Gods eternal gardens Look am but a poor Jew and yet all children know me; and know all chfl- dren. It is the gift. the gift that does it."
 II would give anything for that gift'S murmured the old man.
 'It is not for such you" said the Jew, .for you to gve give everything, and get worldly ompense. You of the great me of the earth and therefore it is your province to give. That is your task your IF dutymso E give everything More shall that which you give And this is real charity, that if you had but dollar and knew you should never be able again to get another you should give this dollar the poor"
 The old amazed and cried out: "I will gve-but let me think of my baby."
 And the Jew answered him softly: "As long as you live and after you will be to forget her. For she will blow eternally like fragrant pain your soul. And so say to you, put her by, for my time is short. It is than two hours past mid night and I have great deal to say"
 "Go I will listen to you"
 Then the Jew arose and with his right hand il the air, spoke solemnly:
 "You must sweeten that so1l of yours inside your bOdy-that little. dark soul which has never passed out of you yet-so that it will be pleasant in you -<sss> -A ArA on earth You