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i Golden Outlook. a Be ee. Miss Jones are to be married next Tuesday? The dear girl, through God's grace, has had the happiness to re- deem him. Then Miss Fairbanks has developed just the © kindest and sweetest sort of character! Why, I believe — every girl in the department loves her!” “What do you hear of Lou Willis?” asked her mother after a moment. ‘That poor girl who was arrested for" stealing, jewelry.” “She has just come back from serving her sentence,” was Faith’s answer, “and Mr. Denton is a whether he had better reinstate her.”’ | “It will be a great risk,” said Mr. Watkins, sober | hs “for ‘what’s bred in the bone will come out in the flesh, unless, of course, the spirit of Christ takes ai of the body. i “We hope it will,” said Faith, almost cheerily, | ‘aut _ then Lou has had a fearful experience—she may be dif- ferent altogether.” E “And Miss Dean,” suggested Mrs. Marvin, in a rem- , iniscent manner. } Faith laughed a little before she answered. ‘She mes nothing to do in the store now,” she said, “but we stil differ a little in our notions and theories.” Mrs. Marvin left the room a few minutes later. Whether it was done for a purpose or not, Faith did not have time to conjecture. “Faith, dear Faith,” whispered Mr. Watkins, quickly, “am I never, never to hear your answer ?” He bent toward her so pleadingly that Faith ‘closed her eyes instinctively. It cut her to the heart to have to wit- ness his sorrow. | “I have loved you so long, so patiently, dear! ‘Ce ve you not give me some hope, even though it is for the tate. | distant future ?”’ | “T cannot! Oh, I cannot!” murmured Faith j in arene “Oh, | wish I could, Mr. Watkins, but it is impossible! — ae cannot love you!" Mpeg The young man rose without a word and took his hat from the table. ee " Ssaastaley deg Faith, ” he said, gently “Good-nioht. its COMIGDC om