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r wwjwuiuwmmi ' t - .MVhyyr GUIDED BY BIBLE TEACHINGS New England Manufacturer Conducts His Large Business on t Christian Principles. HHf-? HI B IIEMKrMFSHlPtitiB-? 'm M i rTrrnrnni Willi MHrr ir H HiinTIiltffllHJ I HHflHBIifflMflBWfeffl few Miai&4;F$ Wwi& 4fc5KS?MEK??SW ifeJ'? HBHMipflniiiftmf I K X'V V'f vlU X jAzSmmm i i iii mrL JLjF fXjSftSmi l 32 soon or .hope. I fIPlM i 1 If ,&h& to&1TOP1 I naHHannlniiMBaBaMBHnHHMi Every morning beforo tho wheels and shuttles of u big slipper company at Worcester, Mass., are set in motion a half-hour prayer service is conduc 'itvl by tho owner of the factory, .7. lroscott Grosvonor. "While tho ma chinery of the neighboring plants Is vhlrring and cjanklng, the strains of a hymn may bo heard coming from this big brick building. There Is a brief scripture rending, a prayer, an other hymn, and then tho signal is given, tho steam is turned on, nnd tho confusing roar of a bjg shoo fac tory takes the placo of tho Sabbath calm. Mr. Grosvonor has a small chapel in tho factory, which he has named tho Paulino Memorial Chapel, and hero tho services take placo. Attendanco Is not compulsory, but a goodly proportion of tho 250 employes aro present. "ilcllglon," says Mr. Grosvonor, is inseparable from every part of a man's life. Thero is no reason why a man should go to church on Sunday, ind try to deceive In his business deal ings on Monday. Fur eighteen years I have conducted my business accord ing to tho dictates of my conscience, and, to tho host of my belief, I havo dono no Injury to a single mortal. I havo no'sympnthy for men who do not conduct their business on Christian prlncliries. The teachings of tho Ulblo aro tho only guldo for a man who Is brought in contact with others, wheth er in tho relation of customer, buyer or em ploy o." Mr. Grosvonor has been in business in Worcester for twonty-ouo years. His factory has grown from ono with an output of 100 pairs of slippers a day to ono with 3,000 pairs. He is of medium height, and looks about fit years old. Ills hair and mustache aro gray, and ho always drosses in black. Twenty-ono years ago Mr. Grosvonor began business as a manufacturer of slippers. For three years ho had v hard struggle, but at tho end of that timo he received, ns ho says, tho spirit of God, and bocamo a Christian, Join ing Plymouth church (Methodist) in Worcestor. "It was on March 11, eighteen years ftgo, at 10:45 in tho evening, that I received light," said Mr, Grosvonor, "and from that moment to tho present I havo prospered, prospered wonder fully, moro than commensurate with my ability, and this prosperity I can but attribute to tho fact that I try to follow the teachings of tho Blblo and the dictates of my conscience, tho word of Christianity as given to me by the holy ghost, tho spirit of God. "For twelve years I was engaged In business on Mechanic street In Worcester, but I was so successful that tho business outgrew the factory, and I moved to my present location six years ago. During these six years I have been more successful than ever; until a month ago I was obliged to notify my customers that I could fill no more orders for a month. "Although tho concern Is called a company, there is no company. I am tho sole owner nnd proprietor,' and for tho reason that I did not wish to form a business alliance with r en who were ndl actuated by, or did not con duct their lives according to, the spirit of God. In my early years I was mnd.Q to suffer on this account, and yet I considered that suffering a boon, and to-day I look bak upon It with pleasure. "It is one of my Ideas that the greatest lesson of Christianity Is the helping of others. And so, if any of my employes fall 111, aro visited by death, or get Into any sort of difficulty, I pay all their bills, and then let them make returns to mo, If they are able, at the rate of a dollar or two a week. And some of my employes, I am proud to say, havo been with me for more than fifteen years." And If there be any doubt as to whether or not Mr. Grosvonor is popu lar with his help, it is but necessary to talk with any of them. For the lowest office boy to the foreman there Is but ono opinion, that ho is tho best friend that they have, and that, unlike other friends, If they enanco to fall into tiouble ho will stand by them and still be their friend. Not only does this man conduct his manufacturing business, but he works among his employes just as though ho were ono of them. Whon the factory is closed at night and on Sundays ho leads missions and prayer meetings and delivers sermons. In deed, ovcry Sunday he preaches three times In churches for tho colored peo ple. Recently ho was requested to tako charge of a Ulblo class composed of young men In Graco church, ono of tho largest churches in Worcester. P.ut ho declined, feeling that his duly lay with the moro unfortunato mem bers of society rather than with tho fashionable parishioners who frequent that church. "Though I have not been ordained oi man, I have been ordained by God, and so 1 feel thoroughly nt ease when I preach. Why, last summer 1 preach ed two sermons of an hour each in Graco church, while tho regular pas tor was away, and when I had finish ed many of the congregation were weeping. I told them of experience, of practical life, and not of dreams or shibboleths." And though this missionary-manufacturer is so busy with his regular duties, he finds, now and then, a sparo moment to Indulge in his favorite pas time of charcoal drawing. And ho really has talent. He designs his own patterns. Thero is scarcely a charltablo in stitution In tho city or county of Wor cester that does not reckon Mr. Gros venor as a friend. Only recently ho bought a farm which ho gave to an Institution for orphans. "Eleven years ago," he said, "I opened a mission down on Green street. Every evening I held a prayer meeting, and In connection with tho mission I ran a restaurant nnd wait ed on the tables myself, and this In addition to my work In the factory. "Some six years ago I started the Door of Hope,' for women, and Its success surpassed even my fondest hopes. Moio than -100 unfortunate wo men have lived in it during these six years, and many of them havo come into Christian life. "You must understand that I never forced or urged any one to enter the church. I bellevo that a person who conies In unwillingly is converted in form only, and not in spirit. And in all my meotlnss, in all my missions, I never employ any of the modern methods of securing converts, meth ods which I consider and call mechan ical devices.' " Unllko so many who have endeavor ed to run a big business on strictly Christian principles, Mr. Grosvonor has succeeded. Many say that tho essenco of his Christianity and the secret of his success Is his big heart. Where Marriage Pays. "Married people have tho best of It In ocean traveling," said a sea cap tain, "for thoy havo a stateroom to themselves. People traveling alone, unless thoy aro willing to pay a good deal extra, have to sleep In tho samo room with strnngcis an unpleasant thing. "Some of these lone travelors, to securo privacy, pay tho extra fare. Others many, many others try to securo privacy by giving us lies In stead of money. "Ono man will tell tho chief steward that ho has an Intolerable snore. An other will sny ho Is subject to epileptic attacks, wherein, In tho small hours, ho becomes a shrieking and danger ous maniac. Another will say that In the thioes of acuto seasickness, from the beginning of tho voyage to the end ho fills tho cabin day and night with dismal noises. "No matter. They all have to sharo their staterooms with strangers. The only way out of it is to plank down the coin." EICH, BUT WOEKSX MILLIONAIRE OFFICE BQY IN NEW YORK CITY. Fellow Employes Find It Not Difficult, to Realize That He Docs Not Hav to Live on His Salary What the Blond Typewriter Thinks. Now York has a millionaire ofTico boy, who owns automobiles, racing motor boats, wears six suits of clothes a week to the office in which ho works, and takes his wealthy employ er's beautiful daughter to luncheon. He works for a salary of $8 a week and spends twice that sum for hjs luncheons; yet he is Working faith fully, licking stamps and addressing letters, answering the phono, and running errands without a whimper. Tho boy is tho son of Dr. V , ono of the most prominent and wealthy physicians on Manhattan Isl and, and, through his mother, helrj of groat riches besides what ho will re ceive from his father. He is tho mar vel of tho lower west side, where ho works, and tho disturbing element for scores of fair typewriter girls who watch for a chance to win a smile o a glanco from the office boy. The office boy Is nearly 21 years of age, and ho was "flunked out" of col lege, so Ms father ordered him to go to work and, despite his wealth and Influence, tho best he could do was to find a position as )fflce boy with a big chemical manufacturing company on tho lower west side, tho owner of which was a friend of his father. "Look," said the blond typewriter, bending her fair head toward where the office boy was licking postage stamps. "It's a shame to make him work that way. He's wearing tho sixth suit of clothes he's had on this week. He's worn a blue suit, a black suit, a brown, a worsted, and a tweed, and that frock ho had on yesterday." "You must watch him pretty close, Maine," remarked her companion. "I'm not losing any chance to catch him. Wish he'd tako mo out to lunch like ho docs the old man's daughter. "Say, It's awful. Every timo that girl comes down hero to touch tho boss for a couple of hundred extra for a' new dress that office boy ho just drops work and joins out with her and tho old man don't kick at all. They go over to the Astor house. Tho bbokkeeper tells me he don't turn In any expense account and one luncheon will cost him moro than he makes In a week. "He's all right. Ho alwajs treats me politely, but somehow I can't snub, him like I did the other ofllco boy. Ono day at noon ho camo over and asked mo to typewrite a short letter for him. He was pollto about it; too polite to mention money; so I said 'Sure.' "And say, what'd you tl Ink he dic tated? Ho wroto to a F onch auto mobllo manufacturer ordeilng a new auto, price $1,200. Wouldn't that jar you?" Still Smiling. The visitor in tho south was offering his sympathies to the old colored parson. "It's a shame, uncle," said the vis itor, "that the congregation should diop buttons In the pinto when you were collecting your salary." "Dat doan matteh, sah," replied tho old man with a luminous smile, "Ah kin use dom on dat old palh ob trous ers de ItGmnl gib me." "Well, they dropped nails In tho plato also." "Just what Ah need, sah. ,Yo' soo Ah'm gulno to build a cohnhouso on Ah'll need do nails to drlvo in do shingles." "But tho lead nlckols. What aro you going to do with them, throw thorn away?" "No, sah; Ah'm gulnjo to make sink ers foh mah fishing lines. Glory, halloluyah!"