American messenger . ut the old man waved him off, and then,resting his elbows on the shabby oldhorsehair arms of the chair he leanedforward and made a piteous gesture. Hisvoice had almost a wail in it. You said dead, Richard! What willbecome of my poor Orphanage? Again the public loss overwhelmed theprivate one. The Orphanage had beenborn in the old doctors loving heart andbrain, but it had lived and had its beingever since out of the liberal gifts of theman whose death was that morningchronicled in the newspapers. The pas-tors brain was nimble. He foresaw re-sults that might break his heart,
American messenger . ut the old man waved him off, and then,resting his elbows on the shabby oldhorsehair arms of the chair he leanedforward and made a piteous gesture. Hisvoice had almost a wail in it. You said dead, Richard! What willbecome of my poor Orphanage? Again the public loss overwhelmed theprivate one. The Orphanage had beenborn in the old doctors loving heart andbrain, but it had lived and had its beingever since out of the liberal gifts of theman whose death was that morningchronicled in the newspapers. The pas-tors brain was nimble. He foresaw re-sults that might break his heart, for theloyal old roots of it were twined aboutthat Orphanage. He may have left it well endowed,suggested the younger man, often begged him to do it. True! I did—I did! He may have ECONOMY ^ WITH * GOOD LIVING is excellently at-tained by addingto the daily menua ration of Grape-Nuts Goodness—Ener-gy—Ease of Di-gestion— Excel-lent Flavor—areall found in thistruly remarkablewheat and done it—he always refused to. Still, hemay have done it at the last. He may—he may! Three days later there was a hastysummons that brought the young manfrom his working study in the church. He has left us nothing—nothing, sir!cried the doctor, pacing the floor dis-tractedly. No will, and not a word inany of his private papers! And we arebankrupt, thats the plain English of means a locked door and the curtainsdown and those poor children scattered. Richard Rockwell was too young aman to be considered as the officialcolleague of the venerable pastor ofthe First Church of Granby, and fromthe beginning he had not left it to anyone else to say so. He well understoodthat he must be like a staff to the handfor the good old doctor, and, strong ashe was, he doubted his ability to beleaned or. so heavily. His very franknesscaptivated the people, and he let him-self be persuaded. This was one of thetimes when he had a chance to be sorry. Isnt there any other man
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