The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1917-08-02

stood Doris. Her smooth brown hair
was parted away from the broad brow,
her calm eyes met theirs with friend
illness. She wore working dress and
apron.
Blanca was young but worn and bent,
with the weight Of the harp. Fran.
cesca was little more than child,
straight, slim and with the clustered
ringlets of u boy. Both were shiver-
ing with cold for the night was bitter.
A wave Of compassion went through
Doris. She went forward and led
Francesca to the stove. There was no
more trouble In the room of the Raj
boldini. The Italian girls arranged
that.
The next day Doris set out to search
for work. When she came home at
night she smiled ut Mrs. Colbert and
told her that she was employed US
cashier ut bakery.
ut is not very large bakery or a
very large business" she said cheer
lily, "but it will be living, the rent
and Goals and meals. I must make
start"
The women held up their hands.
Such luck! She would shortly leave
them. Three meals? Surfeit! Doris
laughed over their awe. She had them
in to her fire again. Mrs. Colbert came
also. Once she had been fond Of the
Raiboldini girls. Now she would have
Blanca play. Blanca brought the harp.
Her thin face lighted with enthu.
siasln. She would play as her father
taught her once more. So the street
music was forgotten and again SHE
struck the wonderful and tender
strains that sent francesca sobbing tt
the cruciix.
In week the Italian girls were
changed and happier. They had pu'
their room in order and had mendet
their clothing. Doris sometime.
thought Of the sewing bees in her FL
theirs parish. How little he coulC
have imagined her impoverishing {
needed sewing bee with two Italians
and clearinghouse keeper!
The baker was young man. One
night he walked home with Doris aft.
er supper and asked to come to sec
her. With her usual simplicity she
said he could If her roommates were
ut home, not otherwise. The next day
he gave her slight raise in salary
and asked her to change to better
quarters. Doris thought soberly.
II can do more good there than any.
where else just now" she said direct.
ly, land would rather not change as
you desire. was to marry. My
lovers family objected as was poor.
l cannot forget and I am only happy
now in living for Others"
He had the manliness to continue
her in his employ and to harass her nc
more.
Another time Mrs. Colbert sat or
her high stood in her little office. II
was evening. Transient dodgers came
in, one by one. The place was clean.
err. There was fire and brighter
lamp. The door opened to admit o
tall and stalwart young man. He
glanced around. His eye fell upon 81
text upon the we'll over the desk. II
read. "God is love-" Then he stood
in front of Mrs. Colbert.
MADAM" he said. a little tremulous.
~, II have reason to believe young
girl, Doris Forbes. lives in this house.
Mrs. Colbert looked ut him with o
close scrutiny.
"She does. She has been here sis
months. She is upstairs"
A light and delicious strain of harr
music came from above, sweet as ar
angelic assurance.
The man trembled.
II have had long search. Will you
show me the way? I am an ole
friend"
Mrs. Colbert lighted a lamp from
the shelf back of her and led him ur
the stairway. The tender and wooine
harp music was in her ears. At the
door the old woman stopped.
"When she came asked her two OF
three times II she couldn't do better
But she said, no. She's changed the
house,"
the harp, her worn face rapturous
with the expression of the unforgotter
genius of her father. Francesca
looked with tender joy at rough
sketch of her own head which hat
been given her AMI which she hat
pinned above the crucifix. Doris was
seated in the creaky rocking chair
lulling to sleep a crippled child which
had been i'll for days in an upper
room. When the door opened she
| gave bright glance at the newcomers
then held out her hand silently.
Mrs. Colbert's eyes were misty as
she went down the stairs.
II asked her If she couldn't do bet
ter. It's been done for her"
Best He Could Say.
"What about the brides culinary eff.