The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-02-04

con, you think they would have tolt i her. eh? No! They would have let he marry
 Well. and what was yonr position 1 Why wore you so considerate up tt last night? If you knew. why did you let me go on so blindly? The truth is father, if you must have it, you have acted like scoundre'." James Bansemer glared at his son with murder in his eyes II wouldn't have believed the othe1 things they say of you if hadn't this to break down my faith. I heard this with my own ears. It was too con temptible to forget in lifetime. I did not come here to discuss 1t with you The thing is done. I came here to tel you that I am going to leave Chicago You won't go, so I will" Banseme, still glared at him, but there was amazement mingling with rage in his eyes. 'I can't look a soul in the face l am ashamed to meet the Cabhes Good Lord, Pm afraid even to think od Jane."
 1T suppose you-you would marry her, like fool, even now," muttered the father.
 Mary her? Of course would. l love her more than ever. I'd give my life for her; I'd give my soul to ease the pain you have thrust upon her But it's over between us. Don't let our affairs worry you. She has ended 1t I don't blame her. How could she marry your son? have hoped that l might not be your son, after all" Bansemer leaned heavily against the radiator, gasping for breath. Then he staggered to the couch and dropped upon it. moaning.
 ''Graydon, Graydon, Don't say that! Don't! I'll make everything right I'll try to undo it all. My boy, you are the only thing on earth I love. I've been heartless to all the rest of the world, but I love you. Don't turn against me. ?
 The son stood looking at him in dull wonder. His heart was touched. He had not thought that this stern man could weep; he began to see the misery that was breaking him.
 Dad. don't do that" he said, start. ing toward him. I'm sorry. I'm sor- ry for you.'
 Bansemer leaped to his feet, his mood changing like flash.
 T don't want your pity. I want your love and loyalty. I didn't mean to be weak. Will you leave Chicago with me? I must go. We'll go at once-anywhere, only together. We can escape if we start now. Come'
 'T won't go that way!' exclaimed Graydon. Mot like crtminalT'
 'tNo? You won'tT' There was nc answer. "Then there's nothing more to say. Go! Leave me alone. I had prayed that you might not have been like this. Go! 1 have important bust, ness to attend to at once" He cast his gaze toward the drawer in which the pistol lay. 'I don't expect to see you again. Take this message to the Cables. Say that I am the only liv- ing soul who knows the names of that girls father and mother. God alone can drag them from mey'
 Graydon was silent, stunned, bewil. dered. His father was tremb bling be fore him, and he opened his lips to ut. ter the question that meant so much if the answer came.
 Don't ask me!'' cried Bansemer. You would be the last I'd tell''
 'I don't believe you know!" cried Graydon.
 "Ah, you think 1'll tell you:" tri- umphantly.
 'I don't want to know" He sat down, his moody gaze upon his father. Neither spoke for many minutes. Nei- ther had the courage. James Bansemer finally started up with a quick look at the door. broom was speaking to some one ill the outer office.
 GO now" he said harshIy. 'T want to be alone"
 Father, are you-are you afraid of these charges:" His father laughed shortly and extended his hand to the young man.
 "Don't worry about me. They can't down James Bansemer. You may leave Chicago. I'll stay. Goodby, Graydon"
 "Goodby. dadr'
 They shook hands without f1inching, and the young man left the room. On the threshold the father called after him:
 Where do you expect to goT'
 "I don't know
 broom was talking to youth who held a notebook in his hand and who appeared frightened and embarrassed. Graydon shook bands with the old man. broom followed him into the hall
 If you ever need a friend. Gray don," he said in low voice, "caN on me. If I'm not in jail. I'll help you"
 Half an hour later Graydon rang the Cables doorbell
 Miss Jane is not seeing any one to- day, sir,' said the servant.
 Say that I must see her, protested the young man. "I'm going away te- night"
 ''So is she, sir"
 "Where?'
 q don't know. sir California, more than likely. Mrs Cable and she will be gone for some time."
 Did she tell you not to admit me-" he asked, white faced and calm.
 "Yes. sir. Nobody, sir''
 He turned down the steps and walk ed away.
 That afternoon he enlisted and the following morning was going west