Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-12-15

Dear, dear child. for the love Of heav-
en- what are you doing here under an
assumed name? What does it mean?'
"Well; first it means that I'm net
Anna Shepherd either any more. I've
been married for nearly eight years.
Mrs. Mason. Fancy" She held her
out at arms length and looked sn,il-
ingly down into the woman's surprised
eyes.
land I've two boys. just the finest.
bonniest boys in the whole world.
Really and truly they are!"
I'm sure Of it, I'm sure Of It," ac-
quiesccd Mrs. Mason. 'How co.ld you
help having children OF that sort! You
know l always had very warm spot
in my heart for you. Anna. Your moth
er and r.
"On. know. I know! Poor, beau
tiful young mother of miner Hastily
Anna brushed away bit Of undue
moisture in her lustrous eyes. How
she used to preach love and ideals to
me. and how you used to preach duty
and principles! Have you still that lit
tie ycllowed book compiled by your
great-grandmother filed with CLIPPINGS
concerning the duties Of motherhood.
the goodness Of woman ard the incon-
stancy of man? remember the mar
gins Of the book were strewn with
old recipes for the dressing Of meats.
the preserving of fruits. the brewing
of cunning cordials. all of which struck
TIT kA RI ut
stancy in man-his devotion to good
dinner, eh?" Anna laughed at the rec
election.
eyes, still have It. And speaking
of dinners. have you grown to be q
good little housewife: I suppose your
husband-but. by the way. you haven't
yet told me your husbands nance"
A vivid crimson surged to Annals
face, her slim neck. her little ears and
open brow. Then she threw back her
pretty, patr!"ian head proudly.
my husba..A's name is Robert Gran
ger"
They stared for an instant at each
other, woman to woman. Then Mrs.
Mason gasped:
"Robert Granger. the NAM
The young wife looked at her old
friend almost sternly.
"The man who Is in prison serving
a term that Burton Temple should be
serving. Oh. Mrs. Mason. what have
done? You must guard my conf
dence sacredly-you must! You will,
won't you-you will:" She was white
now and wide eyed with the import
Of it all.
"Why, yes, dear; Of. course Of
course. But tell me. I don't under
stand. why are you here?''
Il am here, Mrs. Mason, to find
some evidence that will clear my hus-
bands name and that will send the
guilty man to Sing Sing in his place"
The soft insistence with which she
pronounced her purpose was more
startling than any violence could have
been.
"How did you get Mary Grahamfs
position7" pursued Mrs. Mason.
"You see, Mary and have been
friends, real friends, for years. We
studied stenography in the same
school ten years ago. We've kept up
with each other ever since. When
when all this trouble came asked
her to help me. to see II she couldn't
find some clew, something that would
help somehow. It seems like q merci-
full providence that she had been sent
here. She tried, but she couldn't.
Finally she suggested that come my
self. She made plea of i'll health
and 30 It was quite simply managed,
you see."
"But the children. Anna?''
"Oh. It nearly broke my heart to
leave them! But I had TO. you see
There's no one else to do the fighting
for their fathers honor. II I can only
ind some evidence"
"You think there Is hope Of finding
some?'
"Oh, there IL hope. But I've got to
fight for It: and. dear God. I'm going
to! I'm going to meet this Burton
Temple. and I'm going to fight him.
I'n be his faithful secretary, but III
spy upon him; I'll be his shadow.
There must come some unguarded mo-
ment when his mask will fail. I'll do
his bidding, oh, yes. my hands rihinE
his desk. He'll know what It II to
have an outraged mother spying at
his sidev'
"s-sh-h, dsarie! Some one win hear.
You're overwrought.''
'There Is something almost tigefish
In mother love, isn't there, Mrs. Ma
son? That's how feel sometimes.
quite like . tigress. I wonder II ,you
can understand the agony Of It when
my boys ask mo about their father:
where's fatherT why does he stay:
% longr 'Whens he coming homer