CHAPTER VII.

THE FREETOWN SETTLEMENT STARTED.

The confusion by the door of the courtroom increased. A word was passed

from lip to lip. Faces grew pale. The word went out over the waiting

spectators, and reached the bar and the county attorney.

The attorney rose, and, lifting his arm, he solemnly said, while the

confusion suddenly ceased: "Your honor, Burke Williams's case has been

called up to a higher court. He has committed suicide!"

Judge Vernon grasped the desk in front of him, and for a moment the

courtroom swam before him in confusion. He recovered himself, but the

excitement was so great and the tension on his emotions so strong

that he was compelled to adjourn the court for the day. As he passed

out of the room, the lawyers and spectators quietly made way for him.

His recent experiences had given him an added dignity that all men

respected.

The prisoner had hung himself to one of the bars of his cell. He had

left no confession. The mystery of Claude Vernon's death remained a

mystery so far as any actual proof was obtained, and the prisoner

himself had gone to meet the Judge of all the earth, to be judged for

the deeds done in the body. What that judgment is, only the last great

day can disclose.

The news of the suicide stirred the people of Merton deeply.

[Illustration: "_Burke Williams's case has been called up to a higher

court._"]

The whole affair, together with Howard Douglass's plan and its

reception by so many prominent people, called attention to Freetown as

it had never been called during the history of the city. For several

days it was the absorbing topic of conversation. People all over the

city discussed the situation. One of the most interesting discussions

was held by the Christian Endeavor society of the Emmanuel Church a

week after the suicide.

It was a regular business session, and after the reports had been

received, the president rose and said he wanted to present the case of

Freetown to the society.

"Mr. Douglass will be here before we finish, but it seemed to me it

would be a good thing if we could let him know something definite that

we can pledge to do to help the work. Some of us have been talking over

the work for several weeks, and I think we are ready to submit a line

of suggestions which the society can follow out if it thinks best."

"I make a motion," said one of the members who was a college student

and always wanted business to proceed in accordance with Cushing's

"Manual of Parliamentary Practice," "that we pledge ourselves as a

society to help in the work at Freetown in every way we can. We can

discuss plans in detail before passing the motion."

The motion was seconded by half a dozen eager voices.

"Now for suggestions," said the president.

The chairman of the Christian-citizenship committee rose.

"Our committee has held several meetings within the past month, and we

have agreed that we might do some good work in the settlement house by

having meetings to instruct the voters in Freetown along the line of

municipal politics. We could have classes in the history of political

movements, take up the city government, discuss the best plans for

electing the best men, etc. This plan has already been tried in

several social settlements with great success. Our committee pledges

itself to help in this way."

He sat down, and some one started a little applause. It swept through

the room, and ceased only when the chairman of the good-literature

committee rose.

"Our committee is ready to fit up the new reading-room in the social

settlement with magazines, papers, and books. Besides that, we

believe we can carry good papers to the different houses in Freetown,

and direct the reading by means of reading-circles, especially in

the winter. Our main object, however, will be to help make the new

reading-room attractive, and to serve as librarians or attendants

different evenings during the week, if Mr. Douglass says that is the

best way to serve."

"Any other suggestions?" asked the president, as no one spoke for a

moment.

The chairman of the lookout committee rose slowly. He was one of the

oldest members of the society and a good worker, but talking was hard

work for him.

"Several members of our committee think the cooking-classes in Freetown

are going to be very necessary. Referred to the other members of the

committee; the rest of them are girls."

He sat down amid applause. There were cries for one or two of the other

members of the committee.

"It's true!" said a tall, energetic-looking girl, as she rose and spoke

very decidedly. "It makes a great difference with the morals of people

what they eat. And some of us girls think the best thing we could do

to help in the social settlement will be to volunteer our services as

cooks in the housekeeping department, and teach the colored girls over

there the best ways, and help fit them for service. You needn't laugh,

because some of us _can_ cook. Our mothers have taught us how. And we

are ready to do our share."

She sat down amid a generous clapping of hands, and in the midst of it

Mr. Douglass walked in.

"I think we are ready to hear from the pastor now," said the president,

as Mr. Douglass sat down near him.

"No; go on, and let me know what you have been doing," said the

minister. He looked tired, but his face brightened as he looked over

the room and saw the faces of the young people. There was inspiration

in the life there.

The president gave an outline of the work suggested by the committees.

"It is only a beginning of what we can do, I'm sure," the president

said in conclusion; "but we want to be of use, and we are ready to

learn."

"Thank God!" cried Howard Douglass to himself softly, while his eyes

filled with tears. "'For Christ and the church.' Why, we can turn the

world out of the hand of evil into the arms of good if we only have

enough volunteer service like this."

He stayed a long time, talking over plans with the society; and, when

he finally walked home, he carried in his heart a great encouragement

that in the coming fight for souls in Freetown he had for helpers the

united, enthusiastic, whole-hearted service of his society.

The next few weeks saw the history of the new movement made very fast.

One of the daily papers of Merton volunteered to receive money for an

endowment fund, and even agreed to publish a series of articles on

social settlements, in order to awaken interest in the movement and

show that they were of practical value in the solution of great human

problems. This series was actually printed and eagerly read by the

subscribers. It was so popular that the editor followed it up with

another series on the proposed plan to redeem Freetown, accompanied by

sketches of the building, a description of its general plan, and a

detailed account of the premium list for the best houses and gardens in

the district.

The whole city became profoundly interested as the time drew near

for the completion of the settlement house and its occupation by the

volunteer residents. Perhaps no one event had ever stirred social

circles as this one. Mrs. Carlton's influence had been very large. So

far, her example in the way of financial help for the settlement had

not been imitated by any other society people. The winter had been a

very gay one. Even Claude Vernon's tragic death and Inez Carlton's sad

experience had not made any lasting impression on the pleasure-seekers

of Merton. Does an address at a funeral ever convert any one? It is a

question whether, out of all the social acquaintances that Inez had,

another girl was ready to give up her regular life of amusement to do

or to be anything different for the sake of helping suffering humanity.

They all wondered at Inez. She moved among them, quiet, reserved, the

dignity of a great sorrow suddenly acquired adding to the sweetness of

her character; but she was not like the Inez her once intimate friends

had known. Nothing develops deep character like sorrow, if the hand of

God is allowed to soothe and elevate it. And nothing is so selfish as

sorrow when God is shut out of a wounded heart.

There was, nevertheless, all through society a great feeling of real

curiosity to know how the Carltons, Judge Vernon, Mr. Brooks, and the

minister's family would manage the affairs of the social settlement,

and what the effects of their actual living there would be on the

people of Freetown.

In addition to this, the probable action of the United Clubs of the

women of Merton was still undecided. Would Mrs. Lewis be able to secure

the help of a majority of the clubs in assisting the financial side

of the work? It was a question. No one could answer it yet. Howard

Douglass, with a faith in future gifts for the work, went on with

the building. He had secured from various sources, notably from the

churches of Merton, enough money to warrant the care of the settlement

work for a year. What it needed, however, was a permanent endowment. If

Mrs. Lewis succeeded in enlisting the co-operation of all the clubs,

that endowment was practically assured. But when the building was

finally completed and ready for its residents, the United Clubs had not

yet decided their course.

Merton will never forget that day of the dedication of Freetown social

settlement. Freetown was stirred as by the hand of God. Howard Douglass

and his wife, Judge Vernon, the Carltons, Mr. Brooks, Mrs. Lewis, the

newspaper editors, the representative business men, the ministers of

the other churches, the leaders in social circles even, crowded into

the beautiful hall of the settlement that day.

Howard Douglass arose to offer the dedicatory prayer after the

preliminary exercises had passed. He prayed that the place where the

building now stood might be redeemed, brought back, saved for God.

Would his prayer be answered? Could Freetown be redeemed? The great

audience was swayed by one feeling, and through the room, as the prayer

went on, a breath of the divine Spirit swept, and all hearts present

felt its beneficent benediction.

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