The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1921-07-29

its two millions of people. 1--WE have
no pleasures; theater and a music
hall in Whitechapel Road. That has
to serve for two millions Of people.
Now if this young heiress wanted to
do any good, she should build Palace
Of Pleasure here"
"Let us talk over your Palace or
Pleasure" she said.
And as time went on they elaborat-
ed and amplified the idea. as the
needs of the people among whom they
lived became more apparent to them.
To him it was fanciful idea, largely
of interest because it gave him oppor-
tunity to talk with the little dress
maker. To her, it was the opportun-
ity for which the greatest heiress In
England had gone searching in White
chapel.
But first came the "Stepney Dress
makers Association" Never before
had London seen such business, con-
Quoted upon such extraordinary prin-
ciples. The young women employees
actually were encouraged to leave
their work at certain hours, to
exercise and play. They were fur
nished appetizing food at the expense
of the shop. Lawn tennis courts were
provided for them. In the evenings,
they were encouraged to dance and
sing. And a share Of the earning of
the establishment was theirs.
Miss Kennedy's hacker In this ven
ture was supposed to be the wealthy
Miss Messenger, of the brewery. The
young cabinet-maker, already deep in
love with the dressmaker, suggested
that Miss Kennedy might persuade
Miss Messenger 20 start the Palace Of
Delight, as he now called 1t.
"What is a Palace Of Delight" he
was asked.
Truly wonderful it is" said Harry,
"to think how monotonous are the
gifts and requests Of rich men.
Schools, churches, almshouses, hos
pitals-that is all; that is their
monotonous round" Then he proceeded
to give his Imagination full sway in a
day-dream that, unknown to him for
the time being, was to become won
derful reality through the magic of
the Messenger millions.
While the Palace was growing, Miss
Kennedy, through her supposed infiu-
ence with the unseen Miss Messenger,
was bringing sunshine into the lives
of the poor folk of Mrs. BOrmalack's
boarding house. The seekers for
peerage were set up in the Messenger
mansion in the city, and had taste
of all that wealth could bestow. The
discoverer Of the Tablets of Stone had
his discovery put into book, and was
sent home to Australia glowing with
joy and pride. The Straightforward
man was given opportunity to prove
his skill, and proposed marriage in re.
turn. All this through the dressmak-
er's Influence" with the heiress of
the brewery.
The young cabinet-maker, for his
part, found the long-missing yaluables
and freed the old clerk from the sus-
picions he had labored under for thir-
ty years. At the same time, Harry
discovered proof that he himself was
a fairly well-to-do person.
He laid his heart and fortune at the
feet of the dressmaker. The day for
the wedding was set.
All this time, be it remembered, the
young man had no inkling of the girls
identity; nor did he know that his
imaginary Palace of Delight actually
was taking form in brick and stone.
The girl, however, had long since dis
covered the secret of Harry's life.
Harry saw his Palace of Delight
only when all was completed. 1t con-
tanned a great hall, where thousand
couples could dance without crowd
ing. On wet days 1t was to be play
ground for children. There was con-
cert room, with organ and piano and
platform; rooms for painting, draw
ing, wood-carving and all manner of
small arts.
"In the Palace of Delight" said An
gela, 1--WE shall not be like troop of
jewellers, thinking of nothing but
dance and song and feasting. We
shall learn something every day; we
shall all belong to the same class.
This is our own palace, the club of
the working people; we will not let
anybody make money out of it. We
shall use it for ourselves, and we shall
make our enjoyment by ourselves"
The first notes of the great organ
of the Palace were the wedding
march Of the girl and the man. The
first festivities within the walls at
tended their wedding feast.
And still the man whose magma
ton had given birth to these marvels
had never guessed that his bride was
anything but what she seemed.
The truth came to him only when,
in the evening, she came to him no
longer clad as a simple dressmaker,
but radiant in white satin, mystic,
wonderful, with white veil and white
flowers, and round her white throat
necklace of sparkling diamonds, and
diamonds In her hair.
'Take her, my boy" said Lord
Jocelyn proudly. "But you have mar
ried-not Miss Kennedy at all-but
Angela Messenger.
Harry took his brides hand in a
kind of stupOr.
Forgive me, Harry" she said, "say
you forgive me-"
Then he raised her veil and kissed
her forehead before them all. But he
could not speak, because all in a mo
ment the sense of what this would
mean poured upon his brain in great
wave, and he would fain have been