The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-27

city. It took but moment to locate the slum that l had been exploring; yes, and here was the owner of the greater part of the property, including the blocks fac ing upon the muddy court-it was J. B. Eandsca1n.
 son not being able to send for her." said to the priest. Please tell Mrs. l Souza that I know a man in this very city who is indebted to Manuel, and | who will see to it that she is sent home as soon as she is able to travel" The physician raised his eyebrows. You are wise to say that so soon ?'' he asked. "The knowledge that she could return to her people would very likely work 3 recovery, but disappoiht- ment-"
 "There will be no disappointnent, I told him. And can promise you that she will not return steerage." q have said to her that God has wrought miracle" the young. priest whispered a moment later. "I think that she will be able to make the journey Since you are able to do this, you will not forget the other things of which we have spoken; you will remember those who cannot returnN
 parted from him in the court below, for he had other parish calls to make whereabouts; and 1 left the s1ums for healthier part of the city and soon had the satisfaction of finding Mir. Landscam in his own home-which was a bit 01aeE- done and showy, but bore evidence of his wealth.
 He said that he was delighted to see me and hastened to send for his wife. Yes, they had enjoyed their foreign trip immensely, he told me, and were now preparing for a trip to Jamaica. Had rnitted with some confusion that he had not done SO; he had been so busy with his own affairs that he hadn't gotten around to it. "But tell me what you are doing in town ?" he asked, at length, with proper curiosity to hear of my own affairs.
 did not tell him at once the object of my visit, but wentsinto the details of the fight that was being waged against tuberculosis, relating what had been ac- complished already and what remained to be done. Then l made clear to him. how we had found ourselves confronted by the s1um problem because of the greed of the rich landlords, and how we were preparing to give them pub licity until, as we confidently believed, public sentiment would pull the rotten walls of their infected tenements down over their own heads as it were
 s1 don't think l quite understand" he said, with some nervousness when Mrs. Iandscam had expressed her hearty approval of the project "You don't really mean that you intend to publish the pictures of these places and tell who the owner is? Couldn't you be sued for ibel7"
 I suggested that statement of fact did not constitute a libel, even if 1t chanced to injure mans standing in the community, and that the course was quite justified by the circumstances. Then resumed the narrative and de scribed the reeking, squalid tenements that had entered that day and of ind ing Maria Souza in one of them, Mrs Landscam cried out in sympa thy at the recital, but her husband wiped a brow already damp with apprehen- sion i He knew well enough what. the climax would be, but he cringed, never theless, when declared that he was the owner of the property.
 ssII didn't know" he stammered. HMy agent looks after the property: Then he took another tack, after his kind, and assumed the offensive Sup pose that I do own the buildings, does that give you the right to come here and medd1e with my private affairs? he clustered, loudly. T want you to know my tenants ain't any worse treated than anybody e1se's. They get what they pay for, and it's plenty good enough for lem. too. You cheap reformers make me tired, the whole tribe of you. Per