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Oct. 24, 19 f Mem welcome, as soon as he could push through the mob of Steddon Hime conl d ob eltaie inrabinei aeconlain Tpe: uie en s Coll c s 2 af Hiding under his high chin, Mem heartaches she had caused him. She wept on hisâ€"white_â€"bow tie,â€"twisting a button on his coat and pouring out her regret for dragging his wife away from him and causing them to quarâ€" rel â€"over her. She said that it was Doctor .Steddon grew Isaian as he W:‘: < t~..1----â€"vâ€"-r-â€"n,-» s The Reverend Doctor Steddon was a few yards away from them, studyâ€" ing the offâ€"getting passengers. _ . tender than she knew, he whirled with his heart bounding, and they heard his hungry, feasting heart groaning. "I thank Thee, O God! Now letâ€" test Thou Thy servant départ in pegb@ _ â€"â€"~ s ecsn inss n cenan m s As they stepped down from their car, both gasped and clutched.. â€" â€" _"Let‘s see if he knows us," snickâ€" ered Mrs. Steddon, with a relapse to girlishness. ; s "Let‘s!" said Mem. They knew him instantly, of course. He wore the same suit they had left him in, and the only. change they could_descry was a little more white and a little less hair. But he didâ€"not: know themâ€"at all. It amused them to pass him by and note hisâ€"casual glance at the smart hat_and the polite traveling suit of his wife. He had expected a change in his daughter, but he â€"was probably braced for something loud and guady. granted thatâ€"prayer. ~Hisâ€"wife had turned time far back. Poor thing! She had never known till this year the rapture of being fashionable; had never. dared, â€"never_understood how, to look her best. m n e esn And so one morning they crossed the Mississippi and into Calverly. . So her father passed her by. When Mrs. Steddon turned and hailed him .This gladdened Mem exquisitely. It showed that, for all herâ€"wanton career, she was still in her father‘s eyes an innocent child who must be protected from the world. Of course, it was, rather, the world that needed The manager of the â€"Calverly Capâ€" itol, with its capacity of two hundred, brushed the mayor aside and claimed Mrs. Steddon and his prize. He had a car waiting for her, and a room at the hotel in case the parsonage "D‘you suppose I wanted my little girl traveling in those wicked cities all by herself ?" a crime for herâ€"to have taken her mother on East and left him alone, but he protested: "My $ !”MM:!' stays in her m i ASOULSTâ€" $ %e .a”/wi" uPC ~f â€"~dcaaal ‘\élm.!u »‘ - B he~â€"mayor hadâ€"come down to give "If I hadn‘t been a ‘fallen woman,‘ from ruin. How do you exptain it? What‘s the right and wrong of it : As their car moved off, with a sudden stab sheâ€"remembered Elwood Farnaby and the farâ€"off girl that he had loved too. madly well in that moonlit embrasure. How little and pitiful that Mem had been! There was : a toyish unimportance in her very fall, the debacle of a marionette world.. But Elwood Farniby was great by virtue of his absence and his death. ~He was a hero â€"now*with Romeo and Leander and Abelard and the other geniuses of passion whose shadows had grown gigantically long in the sunset of a tragic punishment for their ardors. This brought Mem snuggling to his elbow. R 4 * A horrifying thought came to Mem; if he had not died, she would have become his wife and the mother of his â€"premature child.â€"She would have been a laughingâ€"stock,> material for Aftr lunch she found Dr. Brethâ€" erick and had him drive her to the cemttery. "And," she said, "I want to give you the installment I forgot, of the conscience money. Please get it to papa as soon as you can. And here‘s a little extra." ugly whispers about the village.~ And she would have been the shabbiest of wiv . here. S id have known fame or ease or wealth. .Il !” Hiding under his high chin, Mem E'gf_«l his forgiveness for all the heartâ€" aches she had caused him. The ~doctor took <the bills with a curious smile. Sheâ€"seemed to feel his sardonic perplexity as she mused aloud al a wellâ€"thought path. _ â€" The old "dootor "sxooâ€"unts head : "I‘m no longer fool enough, honey, to try to eleain anything that hapâ€" pens to us here. According to. one lineâ€"of thinking, your misstep was the divine plan. . According to anâ€" other, good can never come out of evil. Of course we know it does, every day; and evil out of good. . So guess that‘s about as divine as we‘ll ever® get Down Here." h \ TH E â€"P BR E tion in the theatre than Mem. There was applause and cheering and even ME‘ ng to the eb until the whole packed auditorium was erect and clamorous. > Seats of honor were reserved for the great star and the family that reflected hey effulgence. As soon as they were seated the young woman who flailed the piano began to batter the keys, and Mem‘s latest picture beâ€" _ ~She could feel at her elbow the arm of her father undergoing martyrâ€" He led her out of his woeful little tin wagon and they went iarruping through the streets, out into the cemâ€" "All right, honey," said the doctor. And theâ€"ear jangled out of the gates again into the secular road. % _ And that was that. At the supper table the younger children beset her with â€"questions. Gady‘s was> particulariyâ€"curious and searching in her inquiries. ; â€" Mem‘s only rite of atonement was a glance of remorseful agony cast toward Elwood‘s resting place. â€"It showed her that the founder of her fortunes was honored only by a woodâ€" en headboard ‘already ~warped and sidelong. ° ~"One last favor," she numbled to Doctorâ€"Bretherick. "Get a decent tombstone for the poor boy and let me pay for it.". Then came the hour of the theaterâ€" going. _ Nobody had~ dared to ask Doctorâ€"Steddon if he would accomâ€" pany his family. He had not made up his own mind.. He dared not. The family tacitly assumed that his conscience or his pride forbade him to appear in the sink in iniquity he had so often denounced. : ~The family bade him goodâ€"bye and left him, but had hardly reached the gate when he came pounding after. He flung his . arms about ~Mem‘s shoulders and cast off all his offices except thatâ€"of a father, chuckling: "Where my daughter goes is good / 139 EL â€"â€"â€"L____| earth againâ€"today .he . would useâ€"the dom. She felt it wince as her first closeâ€"up * began to _glow, _her _ huge eyesâ€" pleading â€"to im in a glisten of superhuman tears. . The arm relaxed as he surrendered to the wonder of her beauty. It tightened again when danger threatened her, and she could hear his sigh of relief when she esâ€" eaped one peril, his gasp as she enâ€" countered another. He was like a child playing with story. He was entranced. She heard himâ€"laugh with a boyishness she had néver associated with him. ; BShe heard him blow his nose with a blast that might have shaken. a A sneaking side glance showed her that his eyes were dripping. â€"And when the applause broke out at the finish of the picture, she heard his great hands making the loudest thwacks of all. This was heartbreakâ€" ing bliss for her. â€" The family rode home in state, the children and the mother loud in comâ€" ment, the father silent. ~â€"â€"The old parson had to think it all out. . Once at home, he sent the chilâ€" dren up to bed and held Mem and herâ€" motherâ€"with his glittering eye for a long whileâ€"before heâ€"delivercd his sermon: s 7% holfon pictures...â€"..._...._â€"__â€"_.â€"_:___ «_ "You have builded better than you knew, perhaps, my childâ€"and now I ask you to pardon me for being ashamed of you when I should have been proud. â€"You. were using the gifts that Heaven sent you as Heaven meant you .to use them. Your art is sacredandâ€"you can‘t, you won‘t, sully it in your life._ God forgive me for my unbelief and send you happiâ€" ness and. goodness and a long, long usefulness in the path you have _e]!_@&d-f’* diediedrndt dnca tac deinlocs ifi h nds iramarate . er old bed and, on knees unaccusâ€" tomed;,to. prayer, implored strength to ckeep her gift like a chalice, a grail of holiness. She woke with an earlyâ€"morning resolve to be the purâ€" est â€"woman and the devcoutest artist that ever lived. ; s ~"My beloved wife and daughter, I â€"ahem, ahum! I want to plead for the forgiveness of you both. I have been wrong headed and stiff necked as so often, but now I am humbled before you in spite of all my pride. It has just come over me that when __It seemed that all Calverly was at the statison to wring her hand and "‘The conductorâ€"called;"Allâ€"aboard!" and hasty farewells weretaken in thereâ€"was light, he must Have had in mind this glorious instrument for porâ€" trying the wonders of his handiwork. Our dear Redeemer used the parable for his divine lessons, and it has come to me.. that if. he. should â€"walk â€"the â€"The â€"nextâ€"d:y â€"sheâ€"left â€"the â€"town with all its blessings, no longer a s>apegoat, sin laden, limping into the wilderness, but a missionary Godâ€"sped into the farthest lamds of the earth. Continued on page Mem ran to the rear platform and waved and waved lengthening sigâ€" nals of love to her dwindling family. She noted the absence of cher sister Gladys and wondered..at it as she went to her drawingâ€"room. There she found the girl ensconced in fairy triumph, smiling like a pretty witch. $ iIK@ _A Child piaying with_ r"':r.m:z his first fairy 0 doing 00 ... a £"