The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1912-01-03

sorption. speaking 10 her AZ NO might
have spoken to child, calling her.
comforting and rousing her. His deep
voice had an enchanter's sweetness,
and gradually 1t wooed her back 10
life. she did not know what he was
saying to her, but she responded. Her
white lids fluttered; she moved; a deep
sigh lifted her breast
At that moment the door In Mrs. Ma
sons hand escaped her and swung TO.
"Mrs. Mason. is that your" said Tenn
pie, without looking around. "Will You
come here? Poor child, I'm afraid she
needs your care"
Anna raised herself by an effort. Her
first half conscious impulse was TO
throw herself into the arms Of the
woman standing by her. Then as she
perceived Mrs. Mason clearly, as her
reason came back and her gaze stead
led. the impulse died.
"That was a dowdy sort of thing to
do" said she apologetically, with a
faint smile. She rose to her feet.
ibid 1 turn up my eyes to heaven,
wabble once and overwhelm you, Mr..
Temple? I've seen it done like that
on the stage; it looks melodramatic.
I'm sorry" She was talking frivo-
lousy against the awful blackness Of
despair In the background of her mood.
snow, Mrs. Mason" Temple said,
with big kindness, "help Miss Dale
to her room. lock her in If need be.
and don't let her show her face until
tomorrow Mt noon. Strict orders, you
understand" he added smilingly.
"She's overworked oh, and Miss Dale,
I'm so sorry to trouble you, but just
one moment before you go. Would
you mind giving me that combination
so that can jot it DOWN." Suiting
the action TO the words. he pulled out
a book of memoranda.
'T'- In very bewildered, pathetic
fashion Anna Changers hands went
up to her heavy masses of hair. "Its
my dizzy. dizzy head. Mr.. Temple"
said she. "I-Tm afraid l can't re-
member the combination just now"
"Well. never mind" returned he
gently. "rherc's later train / can
take, and when II comes to you just
send 1t down by Mrs. Mason. Good
evening, and sleep well tonight. I've
lots TO say to you tomorrow, Miss
Dale" he called after them In down
|. right boyish fashion. His burden %
months had been lifted, and he was
coming TO h.5 own again.
Once In the privacy Of her own room
Anna told Mrs. Mason everything. She
. sat there now, twisting and untwisting
her hands In silence, her face very
white. her pupils wide and black.
y "And now" she began again duly,
II shall have to go before the man
have wronged and make my awful
confession / shall have to face the
first big look Of incredulity sweeping
over him: then the tightening Of his
lion lips and lastly. perhaps. the pity
I, Of his eyes. oh, can't, can't
never knew before that was cow
ard. But ! am. l ami"
/, anyhow. dearie," ventured Mrs.
Mason, you've done your duty toward
: your children--you have cleared their
? name"
mot really haven't. not really and
truly. Why, Mrs Mason. I've just told
: You their fathers guilty-guilty as
: hell And to think 1 shall have to 60
! back again to Westfield and take up
: my life with that man. Her brows
twitched and she trembled.
Eyes" pursued the stern old Puri-
: tan who. because of a peculiar twist
[ of conscience, could see the matter
h only from one side. Its the debt
I you owe the boys, Anna. No woman
1 has any right to give helpless souls
@ the wrong father. And when the day
g of reckoning comes it's she must pay.
: not the children she's betrayed into
: life. oh, look here! Here's something
was just going to bring you when
!, Mr.. Temple rang the bell for me. 1t
Q had just come in the post"
I From har ncc,.c. Nr~-. Nscscn drew
a an envelope, out Of which she took two
: enclosures.
"They sent them to me, as I told
, them," she explained to the wan moth
er, handing her the children's letters.
Harold writes pretty well for five.
doesn't he, Mrs. Mason" observed
Anna with pride, opening the younger
: boys missive first. And she read
! aloud:
+ Dear Mother-When are you coming
, home? ! am we'll I hope you are we'll.
. / had a stomach ache. The cat had kit
tens Are you coming home next week?
: Robbie says he is going to DO president
He's been It every day this week. Won't
i, you please make Robbie not be president
every day right along7 He let's me be
Z vice president. but that's no fun. When
/ are you coming home? Very respectfully.
4 your son, HAROLD GRANGER
"And what does Robbies letter say? ?"
e asked Mrs. Mason as Anna stopped
= to wipe the foolish little mother tears
: from her eyes.
r MY Dearest Middle (she began with
h sorrowful pride In her voice. 'Bobs has
, never left of calling me 'Muddie Mrs.
a Mason. Don't you think it's dear and
J! pretty of himg-Do not worry. Every
} thing Is quite all right. Harold had the
e stomach ache, but that's all right too.
), Harold misses you when we go to bed.
!, but 1 don't not till after Harolds got to
u sleep. Your son.
ROBERT GRANGER NO. q"
r "He signed 1t Robert Granger No.