feet; tears welled up in his blear
ed eye's and hid the ministers sur
prised, slightly anxious, face.
"Mr. Minister," he stammered
huskily, "I've renigged on the
Lord, I guess but then I 'aint
never heard of this 'Dustrial Unit
bizness a-fore! 'Spose its some'
new f angled kind of religion?"
He waited hopefully, appeal
ingly, but no hand was reached
out to help. Then he stumbled
"I I reckon I'm kin teethe
lilies I hevn't what you might
call a Toilea fer Some tuhe.
"Say," he leaned forward and
spoke in a tense whisper, "d'ye
'spose He'd give a fejlbw another
His mercy endureth forever,"
breathed the Rfev.""Jim" ecstatic,
ally. "Kansas" subsided on his
bench, overcome by the awful
knowledge that the labor he had
shunned must henceforth be his
A well-directed nudge of the el
bow awoke ' "Kansas' " bunkie
from his slumbers a few hours
later. "Kansas," with other nedr
relations of the lily, lodged at4h?
Salvation Citadel hotel.
"Say, pal," he whispered to his
protesting partner, "gimme a
kick 'long o' 6 o'clock, will ye?
The mission man 'round on Hes-r
ter street s'got me a job wid the
Then he slid easily info dream-1
land while his "pal" lay awake
pondering the startling change
that had come over "Kansas,"
and dimly afraid that it might be
It's an act of vandalism to spoil
a gqod story, but fiction and fact
are eternally at variance. Next
day's low descending sun found
"Kansas" more than, 45 minutes
from Hester street, flat on the
ground, with pink and white
clover heads nodding all about
Overhead the sky bent blue and
tender. BeesJiummed drowsily
homeward and from afar the gen
tle tinkle of a cow-bell floated
down the wmd.
"This lily bizness suits me
right down to thd handle P'-nur-mured
"Kansas," lulled to in
action by summer scents and
He wiggled deeper into the
odorous grass and drew from a
ragged pocket a still more ragged
leaf shamelessly filched from the
mission bible. It was tattered
and torn, and grimy thumb prints
stood out conspicuously at Matt.,
A clergyman, having perform
ed the marriage ceremony for a -couple,
undertook to write out
the usual certificate, but, being in
doubt as to the day of the month,
he asked, "This is the ninth, is it
"Why, parson," said the blush
ing brider "you do all my marry
ing, and you ought to remember
that this is only the third.1'
If you're discontented with"1
your lot think of the poor fellow
in the first throes of love whose
maiden is whisked out of town fon '
the summer by a stern parent 1
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