The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1936-05-23
SILENT COUNSELOR

He would never forget her words,
spoken with a voice tremulous with
love.
Steady, Jason my boy,
keep your feet in the middle of
the road, your eyes on your
goal, but your hands in Gods
hand and you cannot fail"
He sighed as he looked at his
watch, he must be going home
home another thrill as he thought
of that home, another dream come
true. I'm his days OF obscurity, he
had pictured and planned just what
he would some day have. A won
derful home for his mother. Those
days when she had sacrificed that
he might finish college, he had
vowed, that he would make it up to
her. Nothing would be too good for
her who had helped him dream and
plan. To make her proud Of him
had become almost an obsession
with Jason. That he had succeeded
he could tell by the little sparkl-
ing lights in her tender eyes as she
listen to the praises heaped upon
him.
On one Of the city's finest resi-
Dental streets Jason Emory had
built that home. A large gentle
rolling green lawn, a beautiful
sturdy colonial home of creamy
white sitting like a gorgeous jewel
among the tall oak trees, while
dainty flowers grew and thrived
under the tender guidance of his
mother.
He could feel that pride OF pos
session as he entered that hone
home-his very own. His mother
had cried softly in her happiness,
to think her Jason had bought this
for her. But, with his arms around
her holding her close, she had
whispered softly:
I'm merely the custodian until
the real mistress enters"
What do you MANI" he had ask
ed her teasingly?
She shook her head brightly as
she answered,
Don't be dumb, dear" and she
had laughed, happily over her mod
ern answer.
He had laughed and went mer-
rily on his way, until he met Nancy.
She was his dream come true, to
Jason she was perfect. Dainty and
sweet, Jason had adored her at
sight. He could see her now, stand
ing in the choir, singing difficult
solo. Her mellow voice deep and
rich had captured and held him
fast.
Jason had always interested
in Christian and charitable
work, but after seeing Nancy he
had become imbued with extra
ordinary zeal in the lines Of Chris
ton endeavor.
His mother had wondered at this
sudden Zest for church and its at
tending responsibilities. She won
dered until she saw Jason and
Nancy together, one night at a
church social. Mother Emory had
read Alright the tender smiles and
the lingering hand clasps. She was
proud, for she had always admir-
ed the pastors charming little
What a lovely couple
they would make, she had unused.
of surprise, for Jason
The engagement had brought eX-
bachlorhood.
had seemed destined for confirmed
But everyone thought it an eX-
cellent match. Wasn't Jason the
towns leading colored citizen, and
wasn't Nancy the daughter Of the
finest pastor in the country. No
thing could be more proper and
fitting. And so the cOurtship bloom
ed and blossomed like flowers af-
ter a cooling shower.
Thoughts Of Nancy always
brought an extra glow to Jason's
heart. Everything he accomplished
now was for her. Man-like he
wanted her to have the very best.
She must ride the waves of his
and glory. No sacri-
flee was too great, if only he
achieved his goal.
He could hear the opening and
closing of the elevators as the ten