The Washington herald., 1912-01-18

blaek object that lay near the edge q
lahs solid fce. 1t was the black sable mum
that MarRaret had carried from the nome
on the skating trip that was TO oe the
last event Of her life Slowly M. haun-
man lifted the mun and half care essee y
while a look Of agony came over ms kscs
I-tbe look that comes TO a mans race
when every hope has come crashing down
about him. The son. one arm on ~
fathers shoulder. spoke q few WORDS Out
they were not needed.
spares Father Pain.
+My little Margaret" he muttered-
Then with clenched teeth and face
that seemed to have taken the age OF
ten wears in as many seconds, he turn
ed toward the other searchers, who were
already putting OF boats from shore.
The father was spared the pain OF md
ing his daughters skating cap. 1t was
the son. young J. z. Kaufman, who saw
the small red object floating near one
of the piles Of the miniature wharf at
the east end Of the lake. He reached II
with a boathook. Two hours late- the
mother Identified II as the cap her daugh-
ter had worn
The two pencils belonging to the boy
were found many yards from the edge
of rotten ice. Whether II was in an at
tempt TO remove his overcoat or atfall
that he dropped them will never be
known.
Meanwhile, at 1858 North Carolina ave-
nue. northeast. the widowed mother OF
the boy sat dry-eyed waiting for some
word from the searching party. II Is
the first time In his life. she says, that
Norman remained away from home for
night. Early iu the morning she called
the book firm where her son was EN-
ployed and asked whether he had been
-
ed the home OF the girl and learned that
Margarets father and brother were al
ready making preparations to search
the lake.
The son, Mrs. Locke's only child. died
in an attempt to save the girl, the
mother believes.
His Mothers story.
! 81 can't understand" she said in
voice so low as to be scarcely audible.
how my son could have died like this.
He was big and strong. He had ridden
horses, he was powerful II seems
strange that he could not save himself
and the girl. know that he tried.
know" and the rest was unuttered as
the picture Of death came before the
woman's eyes.
Last night the two homes-one in the
far northwest and one in the for north
east section OF the city-were lighted
from cellar TO garrett as the parents
waited, evidently hoping against hope
that some belated word might come II
was this pitiful struggle against reason
that brought tears to the eyes Of friends
who came to offer consolation. Though
they know in all reason that their chill
dren are dead, the two mothers ar seek
ing, hoping.
Young Locke, until q few months ago,
was a member Of the Geological Survey.
Prior to that time he studied at the Nc
Kinley Manual Training School For the
last year the boy and Miss Kaufman
have known each other.
On Tuesday night the Girl wore belt
clasp given her at Christmas by the lad.
II was made by him-a delicate trinket
OF beaten copper, with a large Mexican
opal In the center.
When Mr.. Kaufman came to this city
from Pittsburg the daughter entered Cen
trail High School. which she attended on
Tuesday afternoon.
An invitation extended by Locke's
mother had been accepted by the girl
for next Monday, when several friends
had been invited to supper and a musical
entertainment.
All Of these things, returning to memory
now, make It impossible for the parents
TO understand that their children are
| dead.