The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1910-09-23
He Was
Reformed
The Turning OF the
Tide For Two
Persons
By KARL X. SHIMANSKY
Copyright. 1910. by American Press
Association.
By KARL X. SHIr1ANSKY
Copyright, 1910. by American Press
Association.

Young Mrs. Sanderson came slowly
down the stairs clad in a beautiful
white satin gown.
Going away again 7" asked her hus.
band YEARLY. putting down his paper.
Eyes. jack" she replied; tonight
there Is a meeting Of the Woman's
Rights club. It's very important
meeting too. We're going to elect a
new president. and the contest is be.
tween Mrs. Albert and myself. You
will wish me good luck. won't you.
dear" she cried. putting her arms
around his neck.
Laura" said her husband slowly.
"you know l want you to have all the
good luck In the world. But Of what
use are all these clubs? You belong
to at least FIVE. The literary club is
all right; that does you a great deal
Of good. And Judge Lander told me
today that your visits to the juvenile
court could hardly be dispensed with.
He said that you had reformed several
apparently incorrigible young men.
Those are the kind Of occupations you
should like. You have gone to three
card clubs this week, and they do good
to no one. In fact, you get no pleas
ure from cards unless you win. And
you go more and more every week."
Here he paused. GREATNESS after his
long speech.
His wife arose and leaned against
the mantel. looking at him in dismay.
"Jackw she said in surprised voice.
"Jack"- She stopped. not knowing
what to say In reply to an argument
which in the depths Of her soul she
knew to be right.
"Why don't you stay at home some
times and take care of James instead
of leaving him entirely with the
nurse?" continued Mr.. Sanderson. with
considerable spirit. You are forget
ting how to keep house. What's be-
come of the hundred and one little
plans that used to engage your time
for our mutual entertainment? Things
are different now"
His wife swept out of the room
without a word. She paused at the
front door.
"Goodby. Jack" she called softly.
"Goodby. Laura" said her husband.
eff you don't find me here when you
return don't be worried"
About 10 o'clock that night the front
door of the Sanderson mansion slowly
opened. well built man clad in
evening dress and carrying silk hat
entered the hall. He walked quietly
through the deserted rooms until he
came to the library. where a small
light was burning.
He slipped a cleaning little auto
matte pistol into convenient pocket
and went lightly up the stairs.
The clock on the library mantel had
just struck the quarter after 10 when
the burglar again entered the room.
In his hands lay glittering mass of
precious stones.
MY, what beautyw he cried and
then looked around apprehensively
lest he had been heard. The object
of his admiration was magnificent
ruby set in simple gold band Sud
denly he seemed to crumple up. and be
sank into the great leather chair which
stood before the table.
whats the use of all this?" he ex-
claimed in listless voice.
As he lay there. his eyes closed in
reverie. the warning was being flashed |
far and wide over glistening copper
wires that Gentleman Jim, the IA |
nous thief. was at work and had been
seen in Philadelphia.
Gentleman Jim tossed the Jewels |
back on the table. One alone he held |
in his hand. and that was the great |
ruby. His head sank forward. and he |
stared at the stone with a gaze of |
infinite tenderness.
Suddenly there was a noise as Of a
door opening. and the thief whirled
around. his pistol cleaning in his
hand. There before the door stood |
Mrs. Sanderson, leveling a revolver at |
his head. She looked superb with her |
head thrown back and her eyes gleam- |
ing with unaccustomed brightness.
'Sit down." she commanded calmly, |
land lay that gun on the table,"
Gentleman Jim glanced around the
room and took a step forward. Her
pistol clicked suggestively. and. giving
a slight laugh. he dropped the revolver
and sat down.
Mrs. Sanderson walked slowly to-
ward the telephone. debating in her
mind whether she should call for the
police or wait until Jack returned.
May | smoker" asked the thief as
he saw her go toward the instrument.
"Sure it isn't a gun?" queried his
captor suspiciously.
Gentleman Jim smiled and pulled
ont a package of cigarettes. Mrs.
Sanderson looked at him thoughtfully.
why wouldn't it be a good scheme
to treat him ds we do prisoners in the
Juvenile courts?" she asked herself.
II WILL" she decided and turned
away from the telephone.
"Why didn't you call for helpT ask
ed her prisoner with a smile.