Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1905-12-16

| iePlS' lou uoh use EN- arr enough"
Il can't pass my time in being driven
about town to reduce the weight of nv
coachman and horses. Vale, if YOU don't
do something desperate, there will be an
h after the w in your name"
lie sprang into the vehicle With a
lively Kim up" Vale got his stout
steed into remarkably fast trot.
A tall man, who had been lettering and
smoking beneath the trees across the road
tor lorg time, sauntered toward a
| bridesmaids cart which was standing near
the area gate of the next house, while
the man in charge gossiped with
kitchenmaid.
Beg pardon" he said to the couple,
is that Mr.. Philip Anson's place ?" with
an indicatory jerk of his thumb.
Yes" said the man.
An was that Mr.. Arson himself who
drove away in private cab?"
Yes" said the girl.
Thanks. 1t does one good to see
young chap like him so Jolly and com
Portable, and provided with everything he
can want in the world; eh?'
! L wish | ada bit of is little lot"
sighed the greengrocer's assistant, with
side glance at the maid.
The stranger laughed harshly.
It's hard to say when we're we'll off"
ne growled. Up one day and down the
other You never know your luck"
Away he went, southwark His lone
vigil on the pavement near the ratings
seemed to have ended. In Piccadillv he
took an omnibus to the circus, and there
changed to another for the Elephant and
Castle.
lie walked rapidly through the CON
gerles OF mean streets which lie 10 the
east OF that busting center, and paused
at last before house which was occu-
pied by respectable people. Judging bv
the cleanly curtains and general air OF
tidiness.
lie Knocked \ woman appeared Did
Mrs. Mason live there? No. She knew
nothing OF her. Had only been in the
place eighteen months
The man evidently appreciated the mi
gratory habits Of the poor too well to
dream of prosecuting further inquiries
among the neighbors. He strolled about
reading the names over the small shops.
the corner public house, the dressmakers'
semi private residences.
At last he paused before somewhat
grim establishment, an undertaker's
office. He entered. a youth was whis-
Ting the latest music hall song.
DO you know anything of Mrs. Ma.
son, who used to live in this locality
about ten years ago?" he asked.
Mrs, Mason? There may be forty
Mrs. Masons. What was her Christian
name an address,"
Mrs. Hannah Mason. IA Frederick
street"
The youth skilfully tilted back his
stool until he reached a ledger from
shelf behind him. He ran his eve down
an index, found number, and pulled out
another book.
I'VE buried her on the goth of Novem
Der, nine years since" he said. coollv.
rafting both tonnes back into their places
You did. Ell? Is there anybody here
who remembers herr"
Something III the husky voice of this
stark, ill-favored man caused the bow to
become less pert
Fathers in" he said. "Fn ring for
him"
Father came. He had a vague memory
of the woman. a widow with two chill
dren-boys, he thought. Somebody
helped her in her last days, and paid for
the funeral--paid cash, according to the
ledger. He did not know who the friend
was, nor had he any knowledge of the
chlldren's fate. Workhouse, most prob
ably. What workhouse? Parish of
Southwark. Easy to find just turn
so-and so, and soand so.
With Il grtnt of acknowledgements the
inquirer passed into the street He gave
an eye to the public house, but resolutely
quickened his pace. At the workhouse he
succeeded. with some difficulty. in inter
viewing the master. 1t was after office
hours, but as he had iourneyed a long
way an exception would be made in his
case
Books We're consulted to ascertain the
fate of two boys, John and William Ma
son, who would now be aged 20 and Is
respectively. Youthful Masons had GER
tainly been in the schools-one was there
at the moment, in fact-but none of them
answered to the descriptions supplied.
The workhouse master was sorry; the
records gave no clue.
Again the man sought the dark seclu-
sion of the street. He wandered slowly
toward a main thoroughtare. and en-
tered the first public house he encoun-
tered. He ordered six pennyworth of
brandy, and drank it at gulp. Then
he lit pipe and went forth again.
That was an ugly-lookin' customer
said an habitue to the barman.
"'E 'ad a fee like fifth act at the
Surrey" agreed the other
If they knew the toast that Jocky Ma !
son had pledged SO readily, they would |
have better grasped the truth of this |
unfavorable diagnosis of his character
Ten years penal servitude, four years
police supervision. my wife dead. and my |
children lost, all through a smack on the |
head given me by Philip Arson" he com
muned. Here's to getting even with |
hint"
1t was a strange outcome of his long |
imprisonment that the wan should have |
acquired a fair degree OF culture He |
was compelled to learn in Jail, to GER
tain extent, and reading soon became a |
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