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Show A MAID 01? THE GHETTO , lly MRS. GEN. GEO. E. PICKETT, , 't ' fr. (Copyright, ISC, by Dally Story Pub. Co.) 1 Rachel Moycrbcrg Bat with .'.her, bands folded, her uyos Axed nwny beyond be-yond the housetops, whero a lino of bluo marked tho h rlzon. Rachel was busy with her thoughts. She was only n poor girl with no cthlo training to fttldo her to tho right path at this prrtlng of, tho ways. Joseph Rosenthal came In, as ho always al-ways did when the twilight wavered down and tho candles wero not yet lit and Rachel bad a Ittlo time to glvo him. These moments wero to him the golden strand in, tho gray web of the day. He took her hand and raised It to hi lips. It was tho old-time chivalry In Joseph' manner that had first attracted her. "My Rachel, do you know what day this If, and why thcro has been a ong of Joy In my heart through nil IU sunny hours?" She trembled lind bent her head. "I havo thought of you all day. 1 did not oven wltih that you might sco mo tako my diploma because I was looking down the way to the time whon you wouM bo always with me. Tho thought of you has boon a roso blooming in my heart. Has it brought no happiness to you?" ' "I am very glad. You have' worked with noblo purpose nnd deserve to succeed." "Why, as for that, you havo been tho largest part of my purposb, and you aro noble, so In that View my purpose has been a noblo ono. As for my attitude, that might strike a man as selfish." "You are always unsolflsh." "Philosophers sny that love is the most selfish passion known to man. Then I must bo Intensely selfish for all I do Is for love. Is it thinking of my unselfishness that had made you so serious when I hoped you would be glad as tho light nnd tho songs of birds and the bloom of Mowers?" "Partly that. I have been thinking many things." "Tell mo of them." "You wero very young four years ago." "Yes; so wero you. The dlSereneo la that you havo remained young because be-cause the soul of Innocenco and goodness Is the noul of youth, while I have grown old delving among bones and drugs, What matters It? Shall I not grow young again In the sunshine of your Iqvo?" Her great dark eyes turned toward him pathetically: With just such eyes, ho' thought, must Rachel of old have looked upon Jacob when In cool-. Ing his parched lips with a draught of life-giving water she had inflamed his heart with tho Are of love. "You know how' the girls of the Ghetto do.- They grow .hopeless and, weary and sad in a life of grinding toll and no pleasures. They lose out of thoir henrts the youth and strength that belong to all young things. Then they think to And a way to lift themselves them-selves .out of tho groove in which their lives havo traveled. A girl makes a contract with her lover to help him through his course of study, he to marry her when bo Is established establish-ed In life. I would not let my father so bind you. I said, if he loves me be will como. If not, he must- bo free as tho air of tho plains." He stooped and kissed her hand reverently. "I havo come. I.ovo ,1s tho closest bondage In life. He who once falls undor that power can nevermriro be, freo. Ho Is a willing prisoner to whom tho opening of the door would, be death.:' "You think now that you lovo mo.. You, have accustomed yourself to that! thought until you hollcvo it to bo true. Some tlmo you will know. The world , Joseph iRosfmlba! camb(fn. . opens wldo to you. Lffo offers you far. .heights .to, climb. I' could never go with you. Esther I should bo a weight to drag you back or a burden to slip rom jou andenvo you to go -pnjalqne," y j MtUfA 'You could liovor ho either. You are my Inspiration, Somo men And la their work all the mntlvo that (hey wast I hop that I am as i-rnest In my v a any trnn. and as de- .slrous to-do good In the worlds But It Is you who aro my life, and all that I do or.can'Qvor do 'Is "for your'sako." "It will bo different when you measure weapons with tho world's workers,'' "You moan that I shall play tho poltroon nnd go out In tha world and lcavo you who havo sacrificed all for mo?" Sho 'shrank, as from a blow, "That Is It. You feel under obligation. obliga-tion. You do not seo thnt It was my way of giving to the world what I might have given In my own llfo had things been different. Might not I "I shall not leavoyou." Bho said softly. havo nn ambition too great to bo compassed com-passed without tha help of another, and thus havo called on you to give expression to my .own aspiration?' "And you cover ldved me?" "Ohl" The sharp pain In bor tone told him what her wards had cost her. "If you do why not make me happy and let. me do what I, can to fill your life with pleasure?" "I must not. You would weary of one who is versed only in the toll of the narrow llfo that I have known." He pleaded with her until she, in; utter weariness, bussed' nlm in pity' to leave her and then ho vyont away. She lay the wholo night with heV, eyes, .looking upwurd to the colling, where there seemed to bo a flaming word -dripping with her heart's blood. As the days went by and he could gala from her no other answer than tho. one that Ailed hira with pain, he ceased U, come. Sha, heard of", him sometimes as the famo of his work carried his name wider Into the world and ever farther from her. Then the fever came and she heard often of Dr. Rosenthal, tho "Angel of the Ghetto." Ho had gone out of her life forever and sho was glad glad for the good ho could do .without anyone to drag him down. For years the Kcnston tenements had seemed to waver between, stand- ing and falling, sagging out hero, sinking In there, growing loose Jointed Joint-ed and wobbly at tho knees. "Why don't you pull them down nnd rebuild?" somcono had asked the1 owner. "What's the use7 They aro bringing bring-ing mo In money all tho tlmo nnd It will cost no moro to clear tho ruins away and build after they fall." "But tho peoplo in them they will be crushed whon tho buildings fall." "What of that? Thero aro always plenty of tenants for that class of house. In that grado tho raco multiplies mul-tiplies rapidly and Immigration can always bo depended upon to AH up any posslblo vacancy." Ono morning Rachol Moyorborg, In tho top story of tho Kcnston, felt a peculiar sensation of glddlnoss. It seemed that tho floor was trembling nnd tho walls had a tendency to, shake as If with a chill as sho approached ap-proached them. Onco a Bound as of gravel rattling In tho walls startled her. Sho laughed at herself for bolng so norvous.. Tho walk to her work would tako away tho foolish feeling. She hnd reached the door and wns turning tho knob when sudden! u Uiero was a craBh as If tho earth wy-, falling fall-ing to pieces and sho vytvt' down, down. Into blnck night Sho was In a very dark placij and n heavy weight was crushing her. Far oft sho saw a ray of light, If sho could push dtt, that heavy thing Bho would crawl toward It. Outsldo an old man who had Just been dragged out unhurt was wringing wring-ing his handi and crying: "My Rachel! My Rachol " There 'V?as a pllo of. ftwaylng' timi bers in ftnjit-- A fireman '" had ventured ven-tured .under there, led ou.by tho voice of a crying child, One of tho timbers had fallen-anijjho had been taken out -dead. No one could tell when tho "next, would. fall,... ,,,... Some one s'tflrtd the old man's arm with a crip that undo him cry out "Where la she?" , "Behind that wall." A man dashed Into the ruins, oae . . j 'HTBB m - -M of the threatening beams falling u 'jTBflB ho ran. 1 .'iflBJBl "Ho's gone." ' p " M "No; It Just missed hlm."ij ,' M Ho passed through a gallery form- itBBfll cd by tho facn tlmbors, crossed by 'SssVeVJ bodies, somo lying as If incumber, 'BBBS somo crushed out of human sero- BBSs! bianco. Beyond tho wall of "masonry H ho found her. By an ofTort of his iBBfll wonderful strength ho lifted, tho beam ',:vBfll and carried her out, pushing her ;BBB away from him as a timber which had I'SBfll become dislodged fell and struck htm. iBBfll For tho first time seeing his faco sua 'H cried put, "Joseph! Joseph!" fBsBB When Joseph Rosenthal next knew !BsWBl tho world ho was In a hospital ward. jH A woman with a gcntlo step 'and soft il touch wns tending him, andttho eyes jBBYfl with which she looked at him wero ABBJ llko tho cyoa that lit rtlio bou'1 of Ja- BsWBl cob when ho was ntlilrst. l-BBBsi "Why did yoti risk youri Ufa for me -BBfll who am of so llttio worth?" T BBH "Bccausa my llfo Is but !darkncss BBBJ without your lovo to fill It with light JH It you leave 'me whnt matters life to iH -v - BBBJ Sho put her hand Into his. BBBJ "I shall not lenvo you," she said BBBJ BBBJ They loved for love's sake. B |