The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1913-11-28
The DAUGHTER of
DAVID KERR ate
BY Harry King *1ootle
Illustrations 1y EHI U1A=~s %


ship grew slighter and her understand
ing more vague. The poor creatures
whom as a class Little Ella now rep
resented to her were almost as foreign
and as misunderstood as would be a
lama of Tibet. Having no knowledge.
she could have no real pity
Gloria had never dreamed, even
when she tried to put the worst pos
sible construction on what few things
she knew, that the world could be so
cruel. Never for an instant had she
thought that It was possible for men
whom she regarded as upright and
honorable to be engaged directly or in
directly in exploiting vice and igno-
rance. 1t had never occurred to her
that men whom she might know, some
OF them owned dreary blocks of hoyels
and tenements from which high rents
were secured only because the people
who lived in them were not respect
able. Poor and honest tenants could
have paid but poor and precarious
rents.
AS little Ella told her story of the
system" at Gloria's request, her voice
grew shriller and shriller as the in
dictment grew graVer She talked
rapidly, sometimes turning aside from
the direct channel of her revelation
to explore some little eddy of a spe-
cific instance which made her account
reality. Gloria could have credited
omething to exaggeration had it not
been that just at the moment she
thought the girl was beginning to
draw on her imagination some Incl
dent would be introduced suddenly to
make the whole thing CHASTITY real.
For the first time the daughter of
David Kerr learned Of the peddlers of
snowy dresses, the vendors of cheap
perfumery, the stealthy disseminators
OF cocaine, and the many other leeches
that fatten on the unfortunate of the
underworld. She learned that ali the
misery was but monument to human
greed Nothing was exploited in
which there was not a profit of three
or four hundred per cent Nothing
was exploited which did not tend to
kill the finer feelings, reducing the
poor victims in time to the level of
brutes.
And the men down here" Little
Ella cried, the memory of the good,
wholesome men whom she had known
in her earlier life coming back to
smite her, poor ignorant excuses fer
men, most Of email they're good fer
is to steal an lie an live off us wom-
en-, an vote the way the boss tells 'em
Oh lection day. An who's RESPONSE
BILE fer that? Say?" Gloria could
make no reply, and Ella, whose pause
had been rhetorical, uncouth as she
was, made answer herself. Il know
The fine gentlemen what buys the
votes. An when they needs more
money fer more votes they send the
p'lice round, an Us poor girls has to
pay, always pay"
Il never dreamed Of such thing"
81 toll you you didn't know. Why,
oncet l was good like you, too. An
now" she began to "now-Im
down-an' 1 can't git up. 1 can't git
up. It's too late
Suddenly Gloria remembered the
power TO which she would appeal
Where a minute before had been dark
ness and uncertainty was now the
clearness of summer day.
It's never too late she insisted.
Remember, I'm not alone. My father
will help me. He's brave and good and
strong, with a heart of gold. l can't
change the worlds ways, maybe, but
can do something to make Belmont
better with my fathers help-and
yours"
Gloria was a doughty Crusader, and