r society.
For the last three months, therefore, Ella had been feted at all the
better class homes in New York and Jersey City, and as Mrs. van der
Griff, the Fifth Avenue social leader, was in the same set as Ella's
aunt, it was only natural that when making out her list of guests for
the dinner in honor of General Grant she should include the beautiful
niece of her friend.

As Ella stepped from the carriage, her gaze fell upon little Frank, the
crippled newsboy, and her eyes quickly filled with tears, for social
success had not yet caused her to forget that "blessed are the weak".
Taking out her purse, she gave Frank a silver dollar and a warm look of
sympathy as she passed into the house.

"Gee, there went an angel," whispered the little cripple, and many who
heard him silently echoed that thought in their hearts. Nor were they
far from wrong.

But even an angel is not free from temptation, and by letting Ella
go into society her aunt was exposing the girl to the whisperings of
Satan--whisperings of things material rather than things spiritual. Many
a girl just as pure as Ella has found her standards gradually lowered
and her moral character slowly weakened by the contact with the
so-called "refined" and "cultured" infidels one meets in fashionable
society. Many a father and mother whose ambition has caused them to have
their daughter go out in society have bitterly repented of that step as
they watched the poor girl gradually succumbing to the temptation of the
world. Let her who thinks it is "smart" to be in society consider that
our brothels with their red plush curtains, their hardwood floors and
their luxurious appointments, are filled largely with the worn out
belles and debutantes of fashionable society.

The next minute a bugle call sounded down the street and up drove a team
of prancing grays. Two soldiers sprang down from the coachman's box and
stood at rigid attention while the door of the carriage opened and out
stepped General Ulysses S. Grant.

A murmur of admiration swept over the crowd at the sight of his manly
inspiring features, in which the clean cut virility of a life free from
dissipation was accentuated by the neatly trimmed black beard. His erect
military bearing--his neat, well fitting uniform--but above all his
frank open face proclaimed him a man's man--a man among men. A cheer
burst from the lips of the onlookers and the brave but modest general
lowered his eyes and blushed as he ackn