The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1925-08-17

There were none that ! had not
already answered.
| thanked him and turned to go
my heart heavy. Then a little wo-
moA at Il desk in Il corner spoke to
me.
"Where are you $taying?" she
smiled
We'll, my bag it at. a hotel near
the station" ! replied. | was really
not "staying' anywhere.
II know where you can get good
room for 81 week right in the
house where | am
! did not have the 81, and ! hest
tated.
The landlady requires some refer
ence, but II! vouch for YOU she
continued.
Her K0Oming House
At 5 o'clock, ! went back to her
office and went with her to her
roominp house,
But you do not even know my
name" ! said "You do not know
where | GENE from or what ! have
done to get into this sad state.
She ignored my remarks and asked
a pointed question. | admitted that
! did not have the necessary S4.
II have" she said. land tomorrow
is pay day"
At that she had little more than
the 81 and the surplus she spent on
our supper.
no | do not want YOU to spend
your money" she said to me. you
will need your money for break fast.
Her name is Sara Roberta Getty
She works for Il morning paper IN
Cumberland. After diner ! went
back with her cher office.
My 50 room was just as comfort
able As the one in Wheeling. and
the landlady was infinitely better.
, was there several days before | told
her had been a convict.
When | did, she seemed little
shocked, but she made no move tl
| get ride of me.
In the morning, there was note
1 under my door from Sara. mention
! ing some ads that might interes
| me.
She also wrote that she did moi
get up until noon and she wanted
me to come back and have my luncf
i with her, while she ate breakfast
Three Rooms
She lived in tho three rooms OF
the top floor. Some people nigh
think them homely little room:
enough.
But l have never seen rooms tha
! gave me more warm glow o.
welcome than these. And Lad!
| Churchill once, good many year:
! ago, took me into some OF the more
intimate apartments at Windso
Castle.
Several days passed, and l hat
called times without number OF
every merchant in town. There wa
no job for me.
owed Sara a good deal of money
She had risen to my need with tn
calm, casual air of helping an oil
friend out of temporary scrape
My affection for her was real an
deep.
| l wanted to pay her back as
had wanted few things in my life
But | was penniless.
! One Thing
There was only one thing to dc
4 told her / was sure l could &c
job in New York if l could Onl
reach the city. She gave me tn
} money.
But suppose | should turn GU
! Dadly ana never return your money,
, said to her just before ! boarde
the train.
. She smiled, and l continued 81
would be an awful blow to your fat
in humanity and besides, you woul
lose the money"
. NO." she said, II would not los
the money" wondered what sh
, meant.
"You see,'' she explained, 4 Civ
10 per cent of all earn either t
the church or to charity or to hel
somebody. So if you do not sen
this back, ! will consider it part G
the 10 per cent.
4 And, as, for my faith in huma
i, nature. it IS not so easily corrupted
i At that moment the train steame
in. boarded it and we were Of
while Sara stood on the platform an
, smiled her illumined smile after m
e To this day, she does not kno
S who l am, though she writes to m
!. as Elizabeth Sprague.