The Delta independent., 1921-07-01

transforms the mind into that state
where one feels there's good in ev-
erything'-at the meeting of this
magic glance, it was truly a case of
love at first sight.
To deliver a letter and box of
flowers at the Mills home seemed
to be the daily duty of the parcels
post man.
!. 1t seemed to be entirely beyond
Lizzie's ability to put her mind on
the duties of every day. There was
certain thing that should have
been done, and Lizzie had neglected
it until almost the last minute. She
had really never given it thought.
Had not her affections been such an
all absorbing passion with her, the
other members of the family would
have lost patience. Lizzie's sister,
Effie, who was always helpful, and
always busy, said:
Don't you want me to do this
work for you?"
Lizzie seemed to be less free of
care than a bird that sings it's songs
in the spring time.
20, | don't care whether school
keeps or not" answered Lizzie. 81
don't care if it's never done. Do it
if you want to. I'm going to have
good time tonight"
Some how the neighborhood learned
where c.. A. Simple was living. He
was a young man who had been in
| the coal business, and had sold out.
But he had never been contented a-d
seemed to fit in that business like
square plug in round hole. Word
was sent him that he was wanted in
the valley to edit a country newspa-
per. OF course they were not quite
sure that he would be content to
live in the country; for he was such
a dreamer and such a rambler. But
he came back and seemed satisfied
to settle down to business. Nothing
seemed more logical than that this
paper should represent the great
movement for industrial freedom, the
success of which Ward Creek Valley
seemed to be q living witness. And
the idea seemed to fill real want:
for the people everywhere were
thinking along the lines of reform.
The small country sheet soon gave
place to a first class journal pub
r. lished monthly. This journal had a
fairly good circulation in the East.
One day Mr. Simple received let
ter from a man in Michigan. Here
is a copy of the letter:
Dear Editor -
have read your magazine with
much interest and am favorably i'm
pressed with the frank spirit that
seems to pervade it. I used to live
in WAYNE county, Ohio, on farm
Our only son left us when he was
a boy and we have never been able
to hear anything from him. After it
: was too late learned that the cause
for his leaving was entirely my own
Vault. This broke his mother and me
IN. so we sold the farm and moved
to Cleveland. and I got work in one
of the factories where / worked
steady until | was fifty-five years
old Then / was no longer consid-
cred profitable to the firm, and was
told to look for something else to do.
am now away looking 70 new To-
cation. | have saved up little
money and would like to buy a small
place We lost both our other chill
dren. and we are now alone. We are
both strong and well. Thinking that
you could help us in finding place
that would make home Is the
cause for this letter"
Yours truly,
JOHN F'INSTER.
John Miller happened to be in the
office. When Mr. Simple had fin.
ished reading the letter, he turned
to Mr.. Miller and said:
perhaps you know of some place
| in the neighborhood that would just
suit this gentleman
John Miller began to read the let
ter Soon his countenance assumed
very strange expression. He
| arose from his seat, folded the let
| ter put it back in the envelope. and
mt the envelope in his outside coat
| nocket without saying one word
! Then he walked out of the room.
| Next day John Miller returned to
the office. No one was the wiser
| concerning the cause for the agita'
| tion of mind the day before. II
| there had been good cause for a re
| adjustment within the domain OF
bis mental equilibrium. John Miller
had made the readjustment within
| the domain of his own soul. AS far
as human beings were concerned ne
was master of himself He asked
\ the editor to answer the letter as
he should direct. This is the letter
I! which was dictated