CHAPTER XVIII
Samuel went home walking upon air. He had found a place for himself and a place for Sophie.And he had got the reforming of Bertie Lockman under way! Truly, the church was a great institution—the solution of all the puzzles and problems of life. And fortunate was Samuel to be so close to the inner life of things!
Then suddenly, on a street corner, he stopped short. A sign had caught his eye—“John Callahan, Wines and Liquors—Bernheimer Beer.” “Do you know what that place is?” he said to Sophie.
“That’s where my friend Finnegan works.”
“Who’s Finnegan?” asked the child.
“He’s the barkeeper who gaveme something to eat when I first came to town. He’s a good man, even if he is a barkeeper.”
Samuel had often found himself thinking of Finnegan; for it had been altogether agains
