The daily Alaskan., 1919-06-17
HER KINDLY DEED By JESSIE ETHEL sHERwlN.
Copyright. 1919. by Western Newspaper |

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 "0h, girls--did you ever!"l
 The tennis group dropped bat and bali and ran to the high garden hedge and peered through it. Coming down the road, leading a sleek, comfortable looking COW, was Raymond Worth.
 He had the manly stride and whole | some, healthy face of young farmer. He was not such, but his father had been one and early rural training had . left it's impress. '. He colored slightly as he noted the l group beyond their leafy shelter. Their twitterlngs hurt and embarrassed him. He hurried his steps and winced as the echo of suppressed laughter reached him, for he was oversensitive and he had made out Celia Willis beyond" the hedge. She had not joined in the ridi- cule, but Raymond did not know that. He sighed heavily. He was neither un- couth nor ignorant, but he was con. scious that he did not exactly line up to the standard of the average young man of the town as to the finer social | entities. ..
 Not that he was not invited to their various gatherings, but he was plain in manner and speech; he did not "Shine," he was practical and did not enter into idle folly. His parents were dead and had left him quite aL estate. but he wasted no time at the village billiard hall, visited the property he owned daily and did not disdain to wear his working suit and lend help ful hand where hard work pressed.
 Raymond led & rather lonely life. With the exception of Mary Dorr, an old-time family servant, he had DO company. She made things neat and comfortable, but she was now on the shady side of life and he felt the lack of companionship of hIs own age. When he led the COW into the barn Mary came out and joined him o= 70.
 "Oh, dear what handsome, fine looking animal" she commented. It took her back to the old times and her dimmed eyes frightened. But why iH the world did you buy her"
 'I didn't" answered Raymond. ''Mr. Lane, the farmer, is closing out. He owed me bill and had to take the COW In payment"
 What are you going to do with | herr?
 "Sell her to some other farmer" "Yes, I guess that Is best, although she'd make 1t seem more homelike and natural to have her around" said Mary, longingly. She's a beauty, good I for sir quarts morning and night But what would one do with the extra milky I'm getting too old to attend to all that. Wen have some rare sweet cream over tomorrow, though Raymond loaded some boards into light wagon next morning. AmOogN his holdings was 6 large tenement house in a poor quarter of the town. A porch needed some repairs; and he planned to attend to this, get home at lOOu anu Lhhe latc SOn aSASo5 SNS@AAS to A farmer to whom he knew he could sell it. He had just completed his work on the porch when he noticed an acquaintance, young doctor, leaving ! the house.
 somebody sick, Doctor Anenr' hS inquired.
 "NIore than one, Worth" came the i reply, gravely spoken. Its the babies. There's nine little oneai coepsS up in, those close, crowded rooms. You do your duty in the way of keeping ap good sanitary conditions, and'the ven' tilation isn't bad, but it's the diet. Those children are just wasting away for the need of fresh, wholesome muk. It's pretty near chalk and water, the Seeond-rate stuff these people buy: bnt ' t "a A 4 ., A < < A \ < A < <