The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1921-01-13
A Now Romance of the Storm Country

is sick every day, and she cries toe
! That's misery, amt it?"
] Captain MacCauley was used Il
: tales of woe, bur he knew a panace'
5 for them. Eyes. it Is So he said
perhaps you could get her to come
here some evening Do you think vol
could?"
Daddy wouldn't let her" was the
reply, and she lifted u~nfathomable
saddened gray eyes to his. you see
when a man owns a woman, and she
don't do the things he tells her to. he
beats her, huh?"
There was mute pleading In her ex-
preston as she drew back On the
bench a little farther away from him..
All! He might have known that she
had been swept along by the relent-
less tide of brutality. He sighed a
little. He had seen enough of ignorant
men with their supreme egotiSm, TO
know she told the truth.
Your father is-is-cruel to your
mother, then?" he faltered.
She remained in deep thought for
the space of a few seconds.
"a wat or two, mebbe more, amt
a KILN thing to women folks" was
the response she made confusedly at
length.
So unusual had been her answer
that Philip MacCauley gazed at her in
amazement.
"Have you ever heard of-of God?'
he asked finally. his own confusion ap-
parent in the stumble Of his tongue.
Tonnibel laughed.
81 zeal God d-n more'n a hundred
times a day." she replied. is that
what you mean?"
Not quite" answered Philip, star
tied. mol! Not that"
'Then what?" demanded Tony.
what kind of a God do you mean?"
"One that is good" explained Phil
ip. There isn't any God but the one
who helps"
my mummy" breathed the girl.
misty tears s%hadowing her eyes.
"Yes."
where is he. them" The words
shot forth with such insistence that
something within Philip MacCauley
rose to its demand.
Some ones got TO be good to my
mother" the girl ran on before he
could speak. "She's sick-and lonely.
Oh, I've got to do something for her.
Where's your helpin' God, mister?"
Right here in this place" said
Philip, a strange emotion sweeping
him. in fact there isn't any
place where God is not" 4,
He wouldn't come in a dirty canal
BOAT, would He?" demanded Tony,
)reathlessly.
Astonished at such crudeness, Cap
ain MacCauley shifted himself about
he faced her squarely. Was 1t pre- ,
ended ignorance or innocence In the .
earching gray eyes? Then he decided ;
hat truth was stamped on every line
# the upturned face. h.
"Of course, everywhere" he ex- =
laimed brokenly. "Why, dear child" '
Tony Devon Interrupted him swift
=. Tell me how to manage it," she u
How can | wheedle your
to the Dirty Mary?"
ITO the WHAT vas the question
he boy asked in shocked swiftness.
1.-The Dirty Mary" repeated Tony.
My mummy and me live on a canal {
oat. Once she were just called o
Nary But she's so id nasty, EIDE II
ais her the Dirty Mary. She's a f
ice boat just the same as long as my b
lummy's there. But / can't see how a p
Iean God could come on 'er. / in
uess you're foOlin' me. mister"
Philip swallowed hard. Then slowly CT
nd gently he talked to her. trying to ST
AXE her understand as best he could It
hat be meant by God, Spirit. I'll
And you can help your mother, lit NJ
e-whats your name?"
Tony. just Tonnibel." she mumbled. or
hen her voice rose and she uttered %
Nov tell me how 10 help my tn
he
Philip vent to the altar and sorted
Ut q small card. he
This" he said. coming back TO her. tn
happy, loving thoughts written on "a
If you think these things all the bo
me-oh. how they will help both you ha
your mother" TO
Wonderlngly she took It IN her w
myers. The first thing that met her
res was a beautiful uplifted face of a ST
and In his arms was a little lamb. sh
nderneath the picture was printed. n,
Feed my sheep" and directly under dr.
lat were the words, STAND still and err
'e the salvation of the Lord" Once all
ore her eyes sought the face above.
face wherein lay all the pity and ga
We In the world.
Tony Devon caught a glimpse Of the 70,
he was trying to teach, and rer
hen she went out OF the Salvation :
my hall she held within the depths
her a wonderfully new and utterly uts
range emotion. w,
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