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lng oi! lnto unex- plored distances. The roar of its traf- fic was persistent and spoke in various voices the Ian- gusge of bitter toll, of physical energy and of careless pleasure seeking. At no time in all his life had he seemed to feel the burden of his responsibility for others as at this moment. He had come to the place where he could no longer endure the strife between duty and inclination, between personal ease and personal ministry to a world that .,‘_1__ A. M otter-ed him little expectation of re- ward as he ministered to it. The strug- gle which had led up to his final pre- cipitation of the crisis had been 3 struggle almost empty of bitterness, but overflowing with pain. He was conscious :8 he stood on the steps or his father’s house, about to turn hit bad; on an wtin?ti-acutiom of ms t:- ther’s name and business! that there ‘ Rufus Gordon looked over at his son. ‘ “I don’t see that the trip has hurt you any. You look heartier. John. than I ever saw you before.” “It has been a great trip for me. fa- ther." replied John Gordon, returning his father’s look earnestly, “and I am very grateful to you for it. The ocean Voyage toned me up wonderfully.” , -13-- “Just what you needed.” 'The older man spoke with a heartiness that seemed to cause the younger to shrink back a little in his chair as It in antici- pation or something different. “I re- member the first time I went across. I :was just about as much run down as you were when you finished at the uni- versity. Six months In Germany and Switzerland made a new man of me. But we've missed you. Johnâ€"Mary and I.” John Gordon looked out or the win- ’dow before he answered. “You’ve been very kind to me. You have always been kind to me. All that makes it hard for me to say something I ought to say.” pad nbruptly Ind looked over at him u it expeyting a reply. To one who knew him he hie eon did the utter ah. 'eence of any sign of emotion in the race of what was in reality a tremen- doue blow at hie family pride indicat- ed simply the hard, unyielding nature of the man. The father looked sharply at the son, and there was a moment-f5 pgmse. - “Well. 2t; :35," Rufus Gof'don said as his son seemed to wait for him to speak. U_- A. a, u,‘ “In the first place,” John Gordon be- gan slowly. "I must refuse your offer of a position in the bank. I cannot by any posslbmty accept it." “I received your letter just before sailing from Liverpool. father.” John Gordon coullnued. “and I believe 1 ap- preclate your plan for my future. But it In all lmpoulblo. l m solo: to dis- appolnt you In every bartlcular. but mm: In because you cannot under- stand"â€" “or course 1 don't expect you to un« deratandâ€"I anticipate nothing. But you have brought me up to tell the truth. and 1 un simply telling it now as it must he told, when I any that I cannot and will not accept the llfe you mapped out for me in your letter. Rufuo Gordon made no movement of any kind. not evgn‘ wpcg his non stop- There was another expressive silence between the two men. and Rufus Gor- don shut his eyes firmly together, while his face hardened gradually. mmmmhmnm no: we: cmma L [E great city 1'05. about him like a mountain with a multitude of ambig- uous canyons lead- he km to! It mtg Wfimei'fiei 'all'mle more a; loss before i bored your trip surest would take some 6! your tooilslmss out 9! you. it seems it hasn't, Well. zw st do you expect to do?" he question was blunt. it was man wit was brutal. John Gordon rose and beam walls- laa up and down. 8!. (other not loose ml I! him many. out curiously. n I! studying some peculiar characteristic that tor the first time had begun to st. feet him. “Father," John Gordon finally ex- claimed. “you will never understand my choice. I wondered all the way home .whether it was worth while to try to explain myself. But you have u rixht to know why I refuse your oflcr and why I make choice of the career I must follow.” ‘ - â€"---‘L I-l-lu-i .v-.' u . Rufus Gordon gave no sign or assent. but his son went on speaking with growing feeling that at times rose into genuine passion; yet at no point did he lose control of himself either in voice ”of in manner. “I am not judging you, father, when I say that a life that is content to ex- d its greatest energies in money making is a life that has not only no attractions for me, but it has a positive repulsion. To spend the day in a com- petitive strife that seeks to get more and more, largely at the expense of the weak and helpless: to spend night -u-.. niahf :n dragging an in fine cloth- and more, largely at the expense of the weak and helpless: to spend night after night in dressing up in fine cloth- ing and being amused. to live only with those select companions who are able to dress and eat as well as we are, to be practically ignorant of and abso- lutely indifferent to the conditions of thousands of human beings in this great city. to have no ideals higher than a commercial standard and no passions beyond the physical appe- tites-lull this is a growing horror to me. We live in a beautiful house." John Gordon glanced around the room, I. 'mfllw "VI“ Inc to attempt” m: cm it MIC be death to my 0‘ mum. n m m we serous every liner“ of at mg. fiery ecmleflaa at has ever My: admotopquagm} 1:9qu ' â€"- -nnhn nun- hI‘ .which was furnished with elegance and great good taste. with only here and there a suggestion or a barbaric lapse into the vulgarity of over display. “We have servants. carriages, yachts. summer residencesâ€"luxuries of all de- scriptions. Out of all the wealth of our lives we give a traction of income to so called charity. We are all three 'of us church members. We pay a large sum nominally to church expenses. We do not give anything of our per- sonal lives or personal enthusiasm to church or Christian work. The whole of our family life has revolved about Ourselvesâ€"our eating, dressing. enterâ€" taining and money making. What have we ever done for this city where .we live? How much of service pre- senting real sacrifice have we ever given to help solve any of its real hu- man problems? We live from day to .‘r__. u-nu-n r-'---_h day as it there were no such thing in 'Ameriea as poverty or inteinperance or injustice or inequality or greed or child murder. The wealth that buys, things seems to be our daily god. The prayers we say in church have no meaning because we do not mean them. The very charity we dispense is an act of proxy which represents no thought, no sacrifice and no human aflection. We give because it is cus- tomary or as a means of silencing (God pity us!) our waking consciences that in spite of as sometimes remind us that there is a human brotherhood. "Day after day. with monotonous treadmill regularity. follows one func- tion after anotherâ€"receptions. teas. theaters, concerts, gayetles, self, self, selfâ€"while the citg grows up in its po- litical lite, rotten, file. uncured for by the money rgrubbers so long as too much blackmail is not levied on the business in which we are engaged. Practically we have said all these years to this city. where our money has been made: ‘We care nothing for your real life. All that we yant out of you is a living for ourselves, a luxuri- ous living. Let the preachers and the philanthmpists and the professional retormers see to all the painful and disagreeable details of human misery and social wrong. We are too busy with our money making to be dis turbed by cries for justice or righteous- ness.’ Father. you know this is the sort of life you plan for me to perpetu- ate. Your ambition for me is to have me enter the bank. to become an ex- pert in finance, to marry and manage a luxurious. proud, exclusive establish- ment and train my children to follow on in the same path. keeping the name or the Gordona as a social and finan- cial word to speak in the city and in select circles as a synonym for distin- guished wealth and high breeding. unâ€" mixed with any vulgar association with common humanity; I say such a career nu. me with horror. I feel as it all these year. i had been living under the condemnation of an angry God. 'and I cannot and I will not any longer live each a lite. You have no right to 7‘11th Gordon 'csmo m; to the side of the table opposite his father and looked keenly across at him. Then he turned away and went over to one of the great windows and looked out on the fashionable avenue. When he finally turned around and faced his father again. he was astonished to see him rising from his_chsir and coming over toward him. In all his knowledge of his father, John Gordon had never known him before to exhibit so much Rurul Gordon and not moved a niui- dc during his son‘ a talk and he spoke now In an easy. contemptuous mpucx‘: XE 33m do it. i hive no right to ut- tempt it." “1-8 that your answer to my que tlon? I asked you whtt you were :0- tn:todo._" ‘ - _ v , - - 77‘- __._-.. us; I.V an Eâ€"v .â€" , eyes. the bent shoulders and a slight : but noticeable shaking of one hand as i the long white fingers fumbled at the I watch chain»! He had never before en- ! tertained the idba that his father was an old man. Rufus Gordon had al~ ways been so upright of carriage, so firm and steady on his feet. so decided in his movements. that none of his so quaintances had yet thought of age in their thought of him. What he now ‘53va had something to do with the i manner in which John Gordon an- swered his father‘s question. “My plans. father? I have noneâ€" that is. none that you would call by that name. Perhaps as far as I have gone my plans are summed up in my love for the peOple." "Love for the people?" Rufus Gor- don repeated the words and took a step toward hts son. "You love the people. then. more than your old father! For the people you would do what you would not do for me! And who are the people? basses of the envious. the des- perate, the thriftless, the irresponsible. Are we to blame for their condition? 13. 51ny name! ms nu: “gm event. A «mam 29mg“: the scene. In Mon 9qu not mm a realm: of Imam; as to Its alumnus. but In Ind a“: Imam; hIl' mum to pIuy Q Ma In rm. wusIdvrvd him an“ 0 medium of It. - a...” . sun-An- "fiSweve-r that may ho. hum mum new began an appeal c9 his son cm M the man bolus Ind commute in: finance aver Mm. "John." he began. now“: out his hands. nmmuuh when the non stewed farwurd M 3! '9 meet Mm umum “A _ n-n‘nlvlfl ‘- ‘UI‘I‘ "U I! "'1 vv uteiy he drou ed hie huh- quickly t0 Iniu’eides. "you are my only eon. and la depend on you. It has been the umbi- tlon at my life to see you succeeding to the place whlch 1 now occupy. I do not understand what you have Just been saying. It hue no meaning to me. In that sense. what you say to very true- we can never understand each other. But you would have Independence in the position I otter you and tor which you have been trained. If you wanted to experiment in theee matters or eoclel problems. as you call them, you would have the money and your place in cool. ety to help you. But it you step out- side the circle in which we belong you will have no etnndlng and no Influence. But it ls not clear to me yet what our plans ere, in case you finally deci e to reject my plan on." m stoop-ed and on y. end John Gor- He stopped sudd'e'nfy, and John Gor- don, looking eagerly and with growing astonishment into his father’s face, noted for the first time sign: of grow- lng age In the d‘eep wrinkles about the “ _- -â€"4I - .I'n‘i. yClIw, unu- w-â€"._--, Are we to blame torrtheir condition? You talk or social wrong; But who make. then: possible but the people themselves?” John listened in astonishment. In all their conversation his tether had never before spoken so. There was a strain almost of mlldness in his xnnnner. , 1A4â€" “Jozn,” he continued with n soften- lng of accent and manner that deep- ened the aon'l utonlshment. "you can- not do anything. I said I did not un- derstand you or your _motlves. I know Au, _L 1‘ _-.c enonghfhgear: it; know that if you go out into the world to do the things of which you dream, you will misera- "unuâ€" ‘v_ __ _ _ bly fail, and the result will be pain and disgrace for me, for us all. I love you, John. Perhaps you have not know’n this. But”â€" Rnfns Gordon turned and walked back to the place where he had been sitting by the table. When he lifted his taco again toward John Gordon. it was the same cold. proud, bard face with which he had listened to his son's indictment of his own and his father's social selfishness. - ‘-,‘L!_ DWI“ I ”V-l‘--â€"â€"â€"v v John Gordon was so confused by this scene and his father’s manner that he stood lrr-esolutely silent by the win- dow. The whole incident seemed fan- tastically unreal. it was so unlike any- thing his father had ever done before. He had just turned from the window to speak when a voice in the next room began to sing: “The sadness that grows with the years Is a sadness that will not depart; It is close to the fountain of tears. For it lies at the depth of the heart." The singer appeared at the doorway and called out in a clear but somewhat hard tone: “John, will you go with me this evening? Mr: Penwell sends word that he cannot go owing to a sudden sum- mons out; of town.” u-vâ€"u- vâ€" “What 1: it, Mary?” John Gordon Ipoke affectionately: - I‘ , 1â€"“)!!! uyvâ€"u â€"â€".V “an011 in ‘The Edge of the Sword.’ " John Gordon looked grave, and his sister swiftly noted his hesitation. “What's the matter with you, John? Since you returned from abroad you act so queer. Don't you want to go with me? Revoll in perfectly splendid in the part." â€" - - n,_ L‘_l uuuuu .rw-v- “The play in"- John Gordon hesi- tated to characterize it. In reality it was rotten in its whole ethical purpou and teaching. “Everybody goes." Mary exclaimed petulantiy. “or course, it you won’t go with me, it will spoil my evening. 1 had been expecting it to.” Rural Gordon apoke. “i‘ll go with you. Mary. it you want John Gordon looked at the two in silence that registered in his mind what uuu practically become the moat pain- ful experience or his whole life. the growing knowledge of his estrange- ment from all hla home lovea. “But I have chosen." he kept laying to him- self. “I have chosen. I cannot go back now.” The trifling incident at the theater and his sister": misunder- standing of his attitude toward it wan only a single illustration out of a hun- dred other things that made the whole social career unbearable to him ‘ The me to." ; “Oh. will you? That‘s 3 good father. y She turned toward him. but looked over her shoulder at her brother with u goo- ture of rejection. mm mm IM mum and «1an of me on; up: plmadod m mm and mind the «- mr. The ma eoatulnad columns 0! oommondm on m cm W. m m mm“. the spirited uncommon from an amino and dramatic point at New and a mild “News at two of rebuke for the character at the flu Melt. What more could on MI: by way a! alluremput to [a and no and hear ”momma which was I um. doubtful In m moral um“. but aplendld In m physical and Intclloctuul sweep a! now- er? Mary had risen and was going back into the other room nlnllul 8””. "Fat it no. at the depth of the hurt." when John Gordon upon hula. - ‘Vggiv‘fiarltixver. will you wait here I few moments? I with to have I llttle talk with Mary. And I weal}! like to nun: vv-.â€" .â€"__ -â€" - . our confer-once." ho hesitated. but Ru- fus Gordon answered no he went over to n writing desk. "I'll be here when you are through." He sat down and began to write while John and Mary went together Into the next room. “May. I want to talk seriously with you.” John Gordon began as Mary com- menced to sing in a mocking tone, ”rho “dam thnt grows with tho 10.11"â€" “No! No! Listen to me once, just this once, Mary, with seriousness. You know we have played together and lightly treated the world all these years. But it cannot go on forever. I have come to a place. Mary. where I must choose between father and you and the work of my life. it is no play. in; matter now." “Why. what are you going to do?" It was the same question his father» had asked and it presented again the same mental amenity to John Gor- don. If his father failed to understand his son's motives. his sister was. if anything. far less capable of knowing what her brother had in mind. “I am going-I am going toâ€"God help me, I do not yet know allâ€"but I cannot live this life any longer. What do we do, Mary, but make playtime of life? And the people are beginning to wake up from their sleep of the ages and stretch their limbs with more and more consciousness of power. We shall be playthinss to them. if we do not love them and go to work. That is all we nun be at 'rorâ€"puytmngn-tnnc is all we have ever doneâ€"playâ€"aud it in murder to play all the time in 1 world like ours." “What’s the matter with you. John? What makes you act so? You talk like one of these socialists. these hon rid men that nre,nlways making so much fuss about fig: people andâ€"and all thnt!” Mary spoke with a touch of petulance as next excltement or an- ger as she generally became under strong temptation. , ----I7n__ don quietly. . “What! A socialist! You! John Gordon!" The girl spoke in genuine astonishment. And with a gesture of real tear she moved nwny and stood looking at him u it eeelnx something new and strange in him. “You don’t need to be afraid of me. Mary." John said with a slight smile. “i can’t explain it all to you. But all my views have changed within the last few months. It is not possible for me to continue the business that father has built up. He has been so deeply set upon it that i know my refusal to mnke his plans my own has angered him beyond forgiveness. You know {other well enough to know that I can- not expect anything trom him in the way of encouragement in the career 1 have planned." ..â€" , ,a _.. 57.3mm» replied John Gab a few eaaeee . ' greed. by inherited ene- 1:: he nhnieai hematite! new duration or "In-ate a. driiiaeleni “The people.” we the iii. M‘neided he the eiti. eele at it ie eiam and riot and drink and new. Mitten: ie the var mean that made it what it wee. a he. Jehn Gordon. the ace 0! Mina Gordon. the amt iineueier. the than of "Genie" and “eenhieee” and "wankerâ€"end tie. John Harden. we gain] to denote .iil reimu manhood ie "the people.” in the treininl and directing or title niie- directed giant. heuuuee the united at iia etnue peeeihiiim. boeenee he had grown to love it. u love teneht him by hereon“ reiigiona ”Mien“. an real. eo preround. that he knew it dug a guit ee deep ea enaee between hie tether end hie eieter end iiimeeli‘. Nothing but e eimiiar experience on their pert could ever an the gulf. nothing but a eimiler miracle of regeneretion could ever make him under-teed by them. fiery had gone over to the piano end wee humming the tune ehe had been einglng when ehe interrupted the talk between father and brother. After e moment John Gordon went over end not hie bend on hie eieter‘e ehonlder. “All tin-ouch?" ebe eeid. turning “All through?" 3!: about tron: the piano. “ ILW‘I‘ J vâ€" â€"â€"w. Sb. “1 did not mean to sneer." named honestly grieved. and be in- stnntly leaned oven 1nd kissed her 7- L- l._-_ without ’yonr meet." U_-.-, .._,.V, cheek. But even at he did ao he knew she had turned away from him a little. and when he raised hia head aha did not look up or return hia careaa. Ho atlll stood by he: allently. realizing each moment more keenly tho chum that atretched between them owing to his religioua experience. “Where am you going to live? You aay you cannot llvo hero with us any more?" his state: anally asked. “I don't know." “Will you llve wlth the people?” “It is poaatble." “It la absurd. I don't understand" “You cannot." He said it with a aadnesa that realized the futility of explanatlous. â€" -- _ua‘ _. â€"I6|a “Luella!” “You have forgotten her?" “No!" And yet he hadâ€"at least he had absorbed all his thought for the time about his home relations and had not reckoned on facing thia question of the relation which would exist be- tween himself and the woman who had promised to be his wife when he had asked her no John Gordon. son of Rufus Gordon. What would she say now to John Gordon. reformer? He sat down and put his hands over his face. while Mary watched him cu- riously. very much aa the father had done. -vuw “Luella u very proud. Still. she might enjoy living in the slums and studying problems. She is full of con- tradictlons." _ - l,‘ -u‘v‘ “Luella think: 1 good deal of you. John.” - “Thu In true. too.” he whispered to himself again. "Still. when you think how Luella ha been brought up you ctn't be sur- prised It she should refuse to do some things. ll: 1! they mm loss of soclnl sun 11:. Love must be reason- able." “run-“v “And ot_;oum Lnells wlll go wlth you! She 1: such a lover of the pet Maryâ€"aor'don ntared at her brother. “01' courno anything in possible. But Lucia”- She smiled to hemlf and then stared It her brother. and then carelessly turned about and bean to sing: "0h. tho udncu that new. with 'tho yen-Ii" Jain Gordon turned toward the other room. but before he had gone out Mary role nnd came quickly up to him. “Thin in not goodhy. John?" “Yes." 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