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"I don't care, mamma, it's the truth. What if he was out of money and hungry and ragged when he came to town? He was willing to work, and Mr. Udell says that he is a splendid workman, and " But her father interrupted her. "Well, what of it? No one knows anything about his family or how he lived before he came here. He's only a tramp, and you can't make anything else out of him.
"Why is it that people are so indifferent to the suffering about them? Is Udell right when he says that church members, by their own teaching, prove themselves to be the biggest frauds in the world?" "He is, so far as the church goes," replied Dick; "but not as regards Christianity.
Dick's whistle stopped instantly and his face flushed like a school girl as he gave her a chair and went to call Udell, who was in the other room trying to convince the boy that the stove needed a bucket of coal. "Faith," said Dick to himself, as he went back to the press, "If there is one girl in this world for me I hope she looks like that one.
"Of course, we've never sold much to you people. Our stuff is " "Yes, I know. But you'd like to, wouldn't you?" "Our class of goods isn't exactly suited to your wants." "Yes, it is. Exactly. That's why I'm here. We'll be doing a business of a million and a quarter in my department in another two years. No firm, not even Horn & Udell, can afford to ignore an account like that."
I believe that he tells Mr. Udell more about his past than anyone." "And did Udell tell you all this?" "No," answered Amy, who suddenly saw what was coming. "How do you know so much about him then?" "He told me." "Indeed. You seem to be on very good terms with this hero. How long were you at the printing office yesterday? I saw you leaving the building."
"Yes, sir, I remember him." "Well, he's got a job with Udell. I was there last night and had a talk with him. He aint got no friends and stays in the office nights alone. I just thought I'd tell you. He's shy of Christians though, and proud as an old turkey gobbler in the spring. But he needs somebody to talk to more'n anything else, that's all." And the old man turned back to his papers.
But when he went on to say that of all the men he had interviewed, church members and all, only Udell had met him half way, and had agreed to give the lot if they would raise the money to pay for the house, they applauded with a vim, the generosity of the printer.
Crash went the overturned stool, and, "Yes Sir," answered the young man, with a very red face, struggling to his feet. A merry light danced in the brown eyes, though the girlish countenance was serious enough. Udell looked at his assistant in mingled wonder and amusement. "What's the matter, Dick?" he asked, as the latter came toward him.
The audience room was crowded, and the young minister had never appeared to better advantage, or declared the teaching of his Master with greater freedom, earnestness and vigor; and to the astonishment of the people, who should come forward at the close of the service, to declare his belief in, and acceptance of Christ as the Son of God, but the so-called infidel printer, George Udell.
He turned from his desk to greet her, his polite smile of greeting giving way to a look of bewilderment. "But you are not the buyer, are you, Miss Brandeis?" "No, Mr. Slosson buys." "I thought so." "But I select for my entire department. I decide on our styles, materials, and prices, six months in advance. Then Mr. Slosson does the actual bulk buying." "Something new-fangled?" inquired Sid Udell.
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