Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1910-11-23
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The Net
ByJOANNA SINGLE
Copyright. 1910. by Asse.:,eed Literary Press

| But the night brought little sleep
Willis was restless, and the restless.
ness spread to the others. Four-year.
Old Bobbie fretted and wanted fire.
quent drinks, and the baby was wake
full. Jerry wanted to talk things over
with Molly, but queer something
held him back. 1t was a doubt OF
what she would thinker, rather, a
knowledge that she would not think
about it at all. She would promptly
call 1t dishonest. and there would be
an end to it.
Next day at his work, the thinking
| went on. When asked about the cleo
| ton he was less sure about his choice
But ne avoided questions. If he was
to Swing" their vote he must keep
still until he knew exactly what posi-,
ton to take. His face was worried,
and at night when he was ready I'd
start for home Ryan and the little
mare were again waiting for him. The
politician was gay and .impudent. He
had been to Jerry's home, he said,
and told Mrs. Willis her husband
would not be home for supper-he
wanted him to look over some proper.
ty he, Ryan, had to sell. He told Jerry
ne had made 1t right with her. Then
ne took him to his home in the SUBJ
urbs, and they had dinner Of quality.
He treasured him, made him see
things in new light. 1t was all really
so plausible that, but for his old habit
OF caution, Willis would have fallen
In line at once. But finally, rather
late in the evening, and over a glass
OF extremely good wine, he promised
to let him know the next evening ''for
good" Ryan said he would drive over
to Willis's house in the evening. He
hated the delay, but dared not urge
the young man further.
When Jerry reached home the ba-
bles were asleep. He hoped Molly
would be, too, but she sat waiting,
bright as usual. But there was a
trace Of anxiety in her tone as she
asked him what he had been doing
She asked from real interest, for she
was not the woman to distrust her
man in his goings and comings.
,''"Talking politics." he answered.
Then he thought he would tell her
all about it, but finally decided that
she would not understand and that
he had better keep still and do his
own thinking.
Again, he lay awake most of the
night and by morning had Ryan's an.
swer ready for him. He thought he
would make it all a surprise for Molly.
She would, of course, be wild with de-
light at clearing the place, and espe-
cially with better work, better paid,
for him. It would be best as a sur
prise, for he had strange reluctance
about consulting her. He was, after
all, the head Of the house. and what
he said had to "So."
He went to work, and all day was
silent and busy. No one could get an
unnecessary word with him. And the
moment closing time came he started
for home and supper-and Molly.
Molly regarded him with a wise end
wifely eye as he ate, and after she
had put the children to bed followed
him out to the little garden, which
had just been plowed up for planting.
She began without preface.
What does that Mr.. Ryan want?
don't like him."
Jerry laughed How like a woman
that was! But, little by little, she
got 1t all out Of him-all but his d,,cl-
sion. Still talking, they walked back
to the house, she catching his hand
in hers and holding 1t tight.
"His impudence-to think he'd try
to pull the father Of my boy into that
net! If we amt got much for Bob
bic, we've at least got an honest nan,e
and square folks to stand behird
him. The idea! Did he think you
would sell yourself just to get the
place paid off? l wonder at your pa>
thence, Jerry, boy! He. must think
all men can be bought just because he
why. Jerry, there he is now driving
up in 'front.'"
This time it was the man who took
the woman's hand and held 1t close.
drawing her along with him. They
went to the gate, and Ryan greeted
them gayly enough. Would Willis
take bit of drive with him? No.
Willis thought he would go to bed
There was a hard day before him to-
morrow.
And about the proposition? We've
got to get busy tomorrow If we do
anything"
Jerry interrupted the mans yelled
Impotence.
mo, I'll just jog along as I'm dom
now. The woman here has put in her
vote, and that carries the day in the
Willis precinct. I'm much OBLIGED tn
you, Ryan-but it's no use. The clos
ed town for NINE"
Ryan touched his hat to Molly vii.
lis-she was pretty and a woman. He
touched his mare with the whip and
as he drove off he bit hard into his
cigar, and swore.