Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1906-09-27

don't make out the pictur'. Louisa,
you'll never learn that child to walk
if you carry him 80. And It's bad for
your back to carry such burden"
That's what mothers backs are
made for said Louisa. laughing and
kissing her mother Kisses were rare
among them, but in those days Louisa
self too.
Whether she was sorry or glad, the
days went by with Grace, and In their
course she began to understand through
the little she saw of her husband that
they were critical days. Its make or
break he said to her once. And as
she saw his preoccupation and his
anxiety day after day and the breath
less way in which he lived she felt
GREATNESS herself She scanned the
market reports and specials; she listen
ed as she could to the talk Of stocks
and points and margins, yet she could
make out but little, and 1t was all very
harassing She thought she had under
stood at last that everything depended
on an arrangement calles deal, which,
IL 1t could be brough@ about, meant
wealth beyond dreams for all concern
ed, and, If it couldn't, meant ruin. But
it was going to be brought about; it
couldn't fail; women couldn't under
stand business Of this sort; she must
possess her soul in patience. And she
tried to do as she was told. But she
knew now that her husband had every
thing staked on one throw. She leaned
over him in his snatches of sleep, NUT
tering and tossing In his dreams, and
as she smoothed the lock lightly from
his forehead she felt she would take all
the anxiety from him IL she could give
him either success or peace Of mind.
He had grown white and gaunt of late,
eating nothing, waking before light, sit
ting lost in thought, starting at slight
sounds with all his nerves on edge, hur-
rying as he walked as If he pursued
| something flying from him.
He was very much later for dinner
one day than ever before. Early in the
afternoon telegram had come and had
been brought up to her. kilograms
| usually went to the downtown desk.
She waited, expecting her husband, a
long while, and then, as he did not
| come, she ope1ied It, She said it might
be from home. But she was conscious
| that that was not the reason she open.
| ed it.
1t was very simple message and in
very terse language, "Gone up" But
she knew in an instant what 1t meant
and she summoned all her forces about
her.
Her husband came in after awhile
rather more boisterous than commonly.
do you know where my old silver
| watch is?" he asked while making his
toilet.
"Why, to be sure; In the upper draw
er in my dressing case"
with the two keys" he laughed
you're sentimental woman. l sup.
pose you have some fancy or other
about those keys. You're all ready fol
Toggery's becomin' to you. You like
It,"
81 don't know" she said. II used to
like my old pink ginghams."
$50 did II. he exclaimed "Tiresome
work, this going out to dinner business
III be ready in no time. Which Is i,
tonight? Harder work than when
went trainin' 18th the militia"
1t was several times in the course Of
that evening that Captain Harding
looked at his wife with smile OF
triumph In spite of circumstances
| With what an air she carried it OH, NJ
thought. How she became wealth and
splendor! And yet the girl in the pini
bingham dress had been as pretty
| The truth was that for the first time II
this career Grace felt sure OF herself
| and on her own ground.
"Well," he said to her when they
were again in their rooms. Il don't be
lieve any Of those men felt as proue
| Of their wives as I-did Of you. This l!
the sort Of life you were meant for
| It's too bad-I'n sorry. But now brace
ND. I've something to tell you