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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 31, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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HELPING A FRIEND
By Charles Turner Ross
(Copyright by.W. G. Chapman.)
"What a charming man," said Miss
Ada Rankin.
Her practical father noticed her
flushed cheeks and shining eyes crit
ically. Then he propounded:
"How long will be last?"
Ada shivered. She had not thought
of that. She and her father had been
interested for years in mission work
Win liic jjuui aeuuuu ui uuiiiuii. a h
lanthropically inclined, Mr. Rankin
ana some oiner cnantauiy lucimeu
men of wealth in the rich section of
the town had financed the movement
and Ada and her girl friends had
done a good deal of niisionary work
to help along.
Three ministers in turn had es
sayed to "reform the humble and er
ring." They had failed signally. One
remained only a month, his fastidi
ousness taking alarm at the constant
proximity of rags and dirt. A second
essayed to quiet a riot on the rear
benches and was badly beaten.
The latest incumbent had antagon
ized "the scoffers," who were de
nominated "lost souls," and they had
forthwith forbidden their wives and
children from going nigh to that gosj
pel shop."
Rev. Abbott Winslow had met with
considerable success in conducting
a large mission in the heart of the
slums of a big city. He had over
worked himself and his physicians
had ordered less arduous labor. Mr.
Rankin had heard of him. Mr. Win
slow had been invited to meet a
group of representative local busi
ness men of Ironton interested in
missionary progress. He had pleased
them greatly. Miss Rankin particu
larly had been drawn toward this
' earnest, unselfish man, who, it could
be readily seen, was one-minded and
sincere in principle and practice.
The words of her father aroused
in Ada thought and. anxietx. How
long, indeed, would Mr. Winslow last
with the unruly mob who resented
intrusion on what they called their
rights? It needed a trained pugilist
to handle some of the rough ones.
Mr. Winslow was not frail or puny,
but Ada shuddered as a mental pic
ture of the brawny fists and bulging
shoulders of some or tne mwworK
ers flashed through her mind.
"If they would only give him a
chance." reflected Ada. "He does
not talk like the others. His soul is
full of pity and charity. I-'wish I
could help him."
Meantime, at the misison in the
city a certain James Frawley, other-
tyl m
'I Should Say No."
wise known as "Big Jim," was ar
ranging to give some creditable help
to the young man who had so im-
pressed Ada Rankin. Jim was a nat
ural product of the slums. He had
lorded it over all the other hoodlums .
until they were forced to acknowl
edge his supremacy. He had run,
the gauntlet of police supervision
until he had gained a very bad name.'
One day he stood in the prisoner's

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