River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1915-08-19
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No Place for Sentiment.

OF the Market Square church; the win.
ter sun, streaming through the clere-
story windows, cast, on the floor and
on the vacant benches, patches OF
ruby and sapphire, OF emerald and Of
topaz, these seeming only to accentu-
ate the dimness and the silence.
In that silence the vestry door
creaked, it opened wide, and it was
as if vision had suddenly been set
there! Bathed in the golden light
from the traneept window, brown
haired, broWn-eyed, rosy-cheeked,
stood girl who might have been one
OF the slender stained-glass virgins
come to life. the golden light flaming
the edges of her hair into an aureole.
she stood timidly, peering into the
dimness, and on her beautifully
curved lips was q half questioning
smile
Uncle JIM" she called, and there
was some quality In her low voice
which was strangely attractive, and
disturbing.
BY George, Gail, forgot that you
were to come for mel" said Jim Sar-
gent, rising from amid the group of
men IN the dim transept Wen be
through In few minutes Allison,
you were about to prove something to
US. / think"
Prove IS the right word" agreed
the stockily built man who had evil
IDENTIFY been addressing the vestry. He
was acutely conscious Of the presence
Of Gail, as they all were. Your rec
tor suggests that this IS a matter Of
sentiment You are anxious to have
fifty million dollars to begin the cree
ton Of cathedral; but ! came here
to talk business, and that only. Grant
Ing you the full normal appreciation
or your Vedder Court property, and
the normal Increase of your aggregate
rentals, YOU cannot have at the end
OF ten years, penny over forty-two
millions. I em prepared to offer you,
IN cash, a sum which will, at three
and half per cent, and in ten years,
produce that exact amount. To this
| add two million"
How much did you allow for in.
crease in the value of the property"
asked Nicholas Van Ploon, whose only
knowledge for several generations had
been conferred on this one question.
The original Van Ploon had bought
vast tract of Manhattan for a dollar
an acre, and, by that stroke Of tower
ing genius, had placed the family of
Van Ploon, for all eternity, beyond the
necessity Of thought
For answer, Allison passed him the
envelope upon which he had been fig
uring, checking off an item as he did
SO. He noticed that Calls lips
tWitched with suppressed mirth. She
turned abruptly to look back at the
striking transept window, and the
three vestrymen in the rear pew i'm
medlately sat straighter. Willis Gun
ningham, who was a bachelor, hastily
smoothed his Vandyke. He was so
rich, by inheritance, that money
meant nothing to him.
Not enough" grunted Van Ploon.
handing back the envelope and twist
ing again in the general direction of
Gail
Ample" retorted Allison. you
can't count anything for the buildings.
While | don't deny that they yield the
richest income of any property in
the city, they are the most decrepit
tenements in New York They'll fall
down in less than ten years. You
have them propped up now"
jim Sargent glanced solicitously at
SaiI h14R oh 4
not a particle!
They are passed by the building
inspector annually" pompously stated
w. I. Chisholm, his mutton chops
turning pink from the reddening of
the skin beneath. He had spent a
lifetime in resenting indignities be.
fore they reached him.
Building inspectors change" insin.
uated Allison. Politics is very uncer-
tain"
Four indignant vestrymen jerked
forward to answer that insult.
Gentlemen, this is a vestry meet
ing" sternly reproved the Rev. Smith
Boyd, advancing a step, and seeming
to feel the need Of a gavel His rich,
deep BARITONE explained why he was
rector OF the richest church in the
world.
Calls eyes wer5 dancing, but other
wise she was occurrences itself as she
studied, in turns, the members of the
richest vestry in the world. She esti-
mated that eight of the gentlemen
then present were almost close enough
to the anger line to swear. They num-
bered :Gst eight, and they were most
interesting! And this was a yestry
meeting!
The topic of debate was money. /
believe" suggested Rufus Manning.
rescuing his sense of humor from
somewhere in his beard He was the
infdel member. Suppose we return
to it. Is Allison's offer worth consid-
ering?"
"Why?" inquired the nasal voice of