The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1893-09-16


waited no longer hastily packing
a few clothes in bundle that | could
carry in my hand. writing a note to nv
lawyer. instructing him to collect the
rents. and remit the proceeds as |
should afterwards direct. and giving
him permission to rent my house,
clasped my boy by the hand. and | re-
member 10 this moment with what
thrilling fcrvor he returned that
grasp, and ont into the darkness and
storm We went tOgether-my boy and
|. Cared | not where | went.
nor how fearfully the storm
ragged, how vivid the lightning. how
swollen the streams. how dangerous
the bridges. fOI the danger ahead. no
matter what it might be. even unto
death, if death would come to both
alike, was sunshine and dcpthlcss JOY
to the unreasonable horror of the dam
ger which lurkcd behind.
was by no means poor | had on
my person quite Il sum of money. But
money then was dangerous. II might
! lure me into the very Jaws | was lec-
/ ing from. To board the midnight train
simply meant that on the morrow the
/ telegraph and the law would stay my
Z
ride across the country TO railroad
station where none knew me, or my
boy. or my story. would only put pUi-
suerS on my track. | need not relate
/ that night experience. refer To it
now with dread and horror. found
/ kind friends who aided me and my boy
/ to fee
! One afternoon We reached the village
: Of 7 oil 10 % .nf
/ Element where felt my boy was safe
4 ] changed my name to Patterson. II
/ was my 4randmothcre name. | Mood
/ not excuse that act. Before my God
/ felt tnat | was justified in doing any
/ thing not criminal, that would prevent
/ being robbed of my boy.
| Ny life here is familiar to Won and
| the good peopl" of this neighbOrhood
/ | have sought 10 do good to my fellow
men and fellow-w0meu, and trust that
/ when ! am dead some one viii have
cause TO say that the world is little
I better for Mrs. Patterson having lived
/ in it.
| Four years passed and | was begin
! ming to make myself believe that my
/ hiding place would never he discovered
hE the father of my boy. 1t was not to
/ I've 40.
one event ing, just at dusk. my dar-
/ ling Louis came running into the
( house. all out of breath, aud when he
! could speak. he told me OF meeting q
/ stranger who had asked several
/ questions about his mother. and had
/ bade him run home and say that Silas
/ Gr0undwiL, an acquaintance of years
/ gO,WOuld call to see her al once. Ere
/ the hoy had finished his message, the
/ lnan ramp | remembered too wen
/ that name. II was my husband, the
! father Of my boy. NV heart ceased to
/ throb. AT least thought il did. W hon
/ the hot blood ought to have COur-cd
! through my veins at lightning speed,
/ It failed to do its work, and stood be
/ fore the man tran-tiXcd with horror.
but fortunately did not lose my CON
+ Seriousness.
Well, Madame. this j. rather Il
cold reception to cStond to your nus
band after the long chase YOU have
given him.
His voice brought me to myself. In
moment ! gathered strength, not the
puny strength Of 4 woman, but tho
/ strength of a giant The blow u" cave
me years befurc on that bed of pain
! seemed To bC inflicted again. and again
| It stung me 10 the heart. | locked
about me and saw We were alone. | was
50 thankful my boy had returned to his
/ play. Cool and calmly as write these
/ words, | gaZed at that man. | saw he
was 4 wreck. and that kind Of a wreck
which is all danger. | looked him
straight in the eye. There was no
! hope there. His lips were closed
though livid with an ashcn hue. / saw
/ the color come and 20 in his face. as if
his brain was busy with tho past
/ With the utmost deliberation. and
with a boIdness that chilled me
! through. | replied:
Sit down. sir,
/ NO, | prefer to stand,
As you please, | answered.
I Susan Grounding.
4 At the mention of hat name I started
! as though he had struck ME and my
I boy another blow. | was aubdued in
Il second. | became meek and weak
/ as little child. All my great Cour-
! less and poWerless. felt | was again
/ in that mans mercy. \ dread of a ter
rihlc something about to happen I'M
nerved me, and waited with breath
\ less anxiety the next step in the drama,
7 Was it 10 end with a tragedy?
Susan Grouudwig," and / again
started at the sound uf that name.
! You do not answer. Do Won not know
+ Your name; Nuu may forget IT, but
YOU cannot forget you are my wife"
SiIae GrUundwig,' al last found
/ strength and courage 10 say. ''yOu
have no right. sir, 70 call me ny that
. name When a husband strikes his
+ wife and her unborn hahp a blow W. :,