The Denver Jewish news., 1924-12-04

so little to the Charities you rcpute,l
millionaircT'
His flne face cloudrd.
suppose | refuse To answrTr
II shall feel constrained to decline
your proposal"
an tell You after you are my wife
when you have the right to know"
"No. want 10 know now"
I'm sorry Good afternoon Miss
Harris" stinly
When he was gone aud Ernestlne re-
called the look In his eyes she was
strangely nonpusscd aud i'll at cnsc.
She did love him, Why then should
she care what men said about him
thnt he was stingy that he could ar
ford to give Infinitely more than he
did Now at this moment Of the re.
linduishment Of all her visions and
hopes she realized acutely how greatly
she had counted on the shelter Of his
love, on the secure haven Of home
after these many years Of storm and
stress in the business world meeting
along lifc's viciSSitutles and changes.
Certainly she found no other fault in
the man. There must he some cause
for his niggardliness.
Was it fate that led her at lunch
time TO n seat opposite one Of the girls
In the office?
"You look 50 pale, Renag'
II don't feel well but l have to go
over on the West Side. You know the
CantorsT'
ayes Of course"
THE older girl had II heart attack
again and Mr.. Cantor Is without work
and | have to go over and invcsti-
gate"
"You have to do no such thing. You
90 straight home and lie down. III
go there myself"
"oh Miss Harris, will you really?
You're an ANGEL
Miss Harris didn't think IT neccs-
sary 10 tell her that her offer wasn't
entirely unseltish. She was eager for
some task TO keep her from thinking
She looked NV the records. made notes
the wistful look on Jonas face recur-
ring TO her with strange persistence.
The meaning was suddenly clear as
though it had been written in flaming
characters or ms If the gentle voice had
spoken to her. "if you are not willing
to take me on trust you do not love
me enough TO take me at all"
1t was a well-kept apartment house
to which the address led her. She
scanned the names beneath the bells,
but could not find the name Of Cantor.
She rang the first bell. a pretty. we'll
dressed. young woman answered it.
II beg your pardon. I am looking
for II family named Cantor. DO you
know anyone by that name in the neigh
borhocd?"
Yes" was the smiling reply. If you
come in I'll tell you about them"
Thank you"
Won't you sit DOWN."
II was such comfortable chair and
the room was cosy and welcoming.
"Thc Cantors live in Il cottage in the
rear. have brother whose hobby
is to do good by stealth, and when he
found out how poor they We're he gave
me quite sum of money for them.
Were you going to help them?'
Yes"
"Then I'll tell you what Mrs, Cantor
did with part of the money. She
bought my brother velvet smoking
jacket"
THAT was funny-hut we social
workers are never surprised at any
thing"
MY brother thanked her, gratefully.
He's just the finest man in the world
impulsively. I'VE are large family
and we each subscribe the same sum
to the Charitics-a quixotic idea of his
that brothers and sisters should give
equally. / was in his CiIice yesterday
and there was II draft for five thou
sand dollars on his desk, He was send
ing it to the Charities anonymously.
He didn't know l saw it, You won't
tell? How foolish Of me! OF course
You won't tell since you don't know
his name"
Ernestine remembered the anony-
nous draft. Tears came TO her eyes.
Goodness and kindness always touched
her to the Quick-and the thought of
this man not wanting to cNult himself
above his family was as fine rs it was
extraordinary,
"a wonderful man he must be"
I'VE think so, but of course we're
partial. Would you like to see his
picture"
"Very much indeed"
She took a large photograph from