The Detroit times., 1914-05-18
BY
Henry Russell Miller
Copyright IDA
The Bobbs-MerTnl Co

he had never dared to dream II. To
what end the old question, lie
had reached the period OF lite when
mans powers are at their highest
His powers. now preserved ly a long
rest from the inroads OF l,-'"al'h,
had been developed under ne stlmA
lus Of necessity and oppos ton. IheN
would require an outlet, Bnt where
To fall back into the old groove that
was impossible from the heights OF
his summers idyl the old scramble
seemed uglier than ever hopelessly
repulsive. 20 become a dilettante OF
life, 10 potter luNuriously down into
old age, was equally impossible Even
secret passion for the woman listen
ing TO OuInbys magniloquence could
not ill the lonely void created by
idleness he mad not long wilhstood
her decision TO leave the wilderness,
because he had known she was right
re wished he could find big
idea
20 big work 10 do Even big
fight TO make-since there Is no
peace. One that would rouse all my
enthusiasm, that would be worth
while for its own sake--and fair and
clean
Ills attention was recalled TO Quin-
by, who had temporarily abandoned,
IL not exhausted himself as the sub
iect OF conversation.
"Truitt tells me. Mrs Whiting, that
you are a nurse. A beautiful calling
A fitting sphere for woman--No
tender minister 10 suffering
And it pays. Kazia smiled, bet.
ter than most woman's work
But not enough Have you ever
noticed that the most important ser
vices are always the poorest paid.
have often wished Qutsoy sighed,
that il lay in my pow1<to give every
deserving man and/Woman the just
reward earned bIfhelr service
All breathGd Kazia that would
be something TO do
And TO surround them with the
beauties and comforts that make life
worth while" Quinby continued, 1T
has been dream OF mine some day
to build new city in the wilderness,
perfectly planned for beauty and
health. with model plants. Rearing
a strong happy race OF steel.makers,
sons taking up the burdens laid down
by the fathers, secure I'm the knowl-
edge that over them stands one ever
watchful OF their welfare. their in
terests his. his interest theirs.
Do YOU" Mark inquired, refer
to the Almighty"
You Jest Quinby shook his head
in sad reproof, So few, Mrs. Whit
ing. have received into themselves the
spirit OF philanthropy, which dreams
and dares where materialism falters.
To Truitt Of course, such a project
would never appeal" -
but I'm not so sure" Mark an
swered slowly. 1T would be big
work 10 do. And know just the spot
for the new city"
Strange the sources OF inspira-
ton
Quinby gazed raptIy out OF the win
dow. as though he already beheld the
happy city rising. Then he returned
to Mark, with gesture or infinite
regret III fear IL is an impossible
dream Philanthropy, Truitt. must
always be science. And the first
thing science must learn is Its own
He bent a benignant smile on
Kazia. But, Mrs. Whiting, some
such little justices do lie in our pow.
er. You must leave me an address.
As il happens, | am trustee, and II
may be, an influence in the Todd hos
pital. Surely the profession OF heal
ing offers woman larger-and
better paid-field than mere indivld-
ual nursing?'
ITO those who are fitted"
You are modest, of course. But |
am sure have not judged you too
My judgments were quickly made
up. Truitt. | believe Will bear wit.
ness that they are usually right. Or
all the young men have gathered
around me as my lieutenants not one
has been mistaken choice and my
interest, once aroused" he bowed gra
ciously to Kazia. "must--it must
have tangible results. | will not for
get this pleasant day. Mrs. Whiting.
and YOU think, will have cause to
remember it,"
(Contlnueo)
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