Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1912-01-02
The Fighting Hope =
From the Play by
WILLIAM J. HURLBURT

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Of her little gloved hands together in
play of pretty interest.
"Well. Brady, the tinancier, has been
doing a lot Of talking, you see. Gran
gers conviction reflects pretty black1y
on him. Then, the sensational yellow
journals have taken it up-you know
the way. l should advise you. Miss
Dale, If you wish to become an efficient
secretary to Mr.. Temple. to arrive
quickly at a belief in the guilt Of that
Granger. now justly confined in the
prison yonder." He nodded across and
up the river toward the grim walls OF
Ossining.
II understand. Mr.. Craven. have
come to do my duty. and l shall be
guided only by the TRUTH" she said.
with low, even serenity. But in the
palm of her right hand glove where
she had clutched it tiercely there was
a tragic rent.
! Fright. That's common sense" said
he approximately, pulling out his watcl,
again. Now. Mrs. Mason will show
you to your room. l must 60 to meet
Mr.. Temple. Suppose he'll wish to see
you as soon as he gets here. Head
over heels with things to do. Just
look at that-lordy. lordy" He indi-
Gated the Uttered desk and floor. and
with quick. gingery strides quit the
library.
! Mrs. Mason, oh. to think of finding
you here!' Just so soon as the door
was closed Anna had rushed to the
elder woman and was kissing her ex-
uberantly on both cheeks. A third
kiss she let fall neatly on the spick and
, span gray head.
"And you. Anna Shepherd! You
were only fifteen when saw you last.
but I'd have recognized you anywhere.
Dear, dear child. for the love of heav-
en- what are you doing here under an
assumed name? What does it mean"
"Well, first 1t means that I'm not
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 smil.
ingly down into the woman's surprised
eyes.
"And 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," &C.
quiesced Mrs. Mason. "How could you
help having children of that sort! You
know always had very warm spot
in my heart for you. Anna. Your moth
er and r.
"Oh. I know. know! Poor, beau
tiful young mother of mine!' Hastily
Anna brushed away a 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 yellowed book compiled by your
great.grandmother filled with clippings
concerning the duties Of motherhood.
the goodness Of woman and the incon-
stancy of man? I 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
me as ministering to at least one con-
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 a
good little housewife? I suppose your
husband-but, by the way. you haven't
yet told me your husbands name?"
A vivid crimson surged to Annals
face, her slim neck, her little ears and
open brow. Then she threw back her
pretty, patrician head proudly.
MY husbands name is Robert Gran
ger"
They stared for an instant at each
other, woman to woman. Then Mrs.
Mason gasped:
Robert Granger, the man.
The young wife looked at her old
friend almost sternly.
1.-THE man who Is In prison serving
a term that Burton Temple should be
serving. Oh, Mrs. Mason, what have
I 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 1t all.
"Why, yes. dear; Of course of
course. But tell me, 1 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 Graham's
position?" pursued Mrs. Mason.
"You see. Mary and have been