The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1909-08-19
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''Yeu would like 70 be rich. to have
lot Of meney. more than you ever
thought to have-milfiens maybey'
would 1t mean all thaty' she asked
slowly.
laughed at the way she took my
bait.
'Milliens and millions maybe"
would It be dishonest. Wang"
I'VE don't calculate on going to pris-
on" joked-
WELL" she reflected, ''of course you
know best I don't believe q woman
should Interfere In her husbands bust
ness. But the Carmichaels and the
Strausses are such common people.
even If they are 50 awfully rich. They
haven't the position the Grounds
have"
When 1t came to that I kissed her
and put out the lights.
In this life few intimacies ill the
full orb Of a mans being. Most men
Of affairs whom have known very
wisely shut down their desks before
coming home and shut therein q good
slice Of themselves. Perhaps they do
not care to trust any one. even q wife.
with their secrets. Perhaps they dc
not need to share those restless hours
OF anxiety that come to all men who
60 into the market to make money.
The wife should mean peace and affec-
ton: that Is right and proper. Never
theless there come times when q man
must talk out bis whole soul to one
who understands the language Of it,
for he burgers to say to another what
he scarcely dares say to himself. what
Is shut up In the dark Of his thoughts.
1t n not advice that he needs. but SYM
pathy-to reveal to another that web of
purpose which he has woven, which is
himself. Many a man who has carried
burdens silently long years knows
what I mean. The touch of hand to
hand is much; the touch Of mind with
mind is more.
Not that Sarah and failed to be
good married lovers. She was my dear
wife. But there are some last homes
ties that even q wife penetrates not
moments when the building Of years IL
shaking In the storm. moments Of lone
illness when mad thoughts arise I'm q
sober head and . man gropes to find
what there Is not even in the heart Of
the woman he loves.
Dround was not at the ONCE the next
morning. They telephoned from his
house that he was Ill. Worry perhaps
had brought on one Of his nervous at
tacks. Meantime it was easy to see
the effect Of Carnichaers loss all over
the place. Down to the girls in the
mailing room the force knew that
something was wrong with the con-
Germ. You can't keep real news from
spreading. People are good conductors
Of electricity: their thoughts leak. In
any business the trouble at the head
runs all along the line to the Office
boys.
Later in the day there came q mes
sage from Mr.. Dround asking to see
me at his house before I went home.
1t was plain enough what he wanted
Of ME, and disiiked the coming inter
view, for I should have to tell him
that had decided to desert to his enc
mics. There was NO other way as
saw it. And yet it seemed like ingrati-
tude. That was what his wife would
think, and saw her looking at me, a
scornful smile on her lips. However,
this was no matter for sentiment. II
her husband had been another sort of
man-if he had any dare in hint
might have been worth while to try a
fall with Carmichael and Strauss. But
as it was felt no desire to follow a
funeral. Maybe she would understand.
As I turned into the avenue near
Grounds house there was a fresh lit
tie breeze from the lake, blowing the
smoke away from the city and cool
ing the air after the warm day. II
was quiet and peaceful on the broad
avenue-a very different kind Of place
from the dirty yards whence had
come. 1t made me feel all the more
that Dround didn't belong in Packing
ton.
sat waiting some time for Mr..
Dround and was growing impatient
when his wife came into the room.
"Mr. Dround IL engaged with his
Doctor" she said. won't you step
into the garden with meg?
Behind the house, hidden from q
cross street by q brick wall, was a lit
tie green lawn with one old willow
tree. It was . pretty. restful kind Of
place, hardly to be looked for so near
the heart OF the city. In one corner
there was a stone bench and some
chairs and q table with books and tea
things. Across the top Of the wall ona
could see line Of gray where the hori-
ION met the lake.
pleasant placer exclaimed, look
ing across the little garden out to the
lake.
'Yes; It makes the city in summer
tolerable."
Her eyes followed mine rs they rest
ed on a bit Of marble. old and sculp-
tured with yellow figures. that had
been set into the wall.
II brought that from Siena," she ex-
planned. 1T was In an old wall there
It reminds me Of Italy" she added,
the marble lightly with her
fingers.
Suddenly 10 turned to me with q
swift question:
$50 you're to be our new Mr.. Carmi-
chael?'
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