The Huttig news. (Huttig, Ark.) 1907-1955, 1912-03-02

=. afr % he a thief. II
" uEhearah'e' The man told ma
hat must not interfere in the case
+ if | expected him TO vlndicate my sec
rotary; but am not going to be gov
/ erned by anyone to that extent. I
! am going 10 see E'inor to day. am
j geiag straight to that terrible place
and assure her that even though |
1 permit her 10 be kept there. | refuse
/ 70 entertain for a moment the idea
| that she has broken any law of God
or mani"
Are You sure this is wise, Doris ?"
inquired Sands gravely. AS he stood
beside her, 1t was difficult to control
the Impulse TO pour out before her the
sdoration he felt AT sight Of her new
toNedness She had never seemed
more beautiful than when she was
moved by sympathy for the girl who
at that moment, doubtless, was won.
dering II she had forsaken her.
Wise or moi, returned the widow,
/ shSIi Go II. Something tells me
she Is II need of sympathy this very
day Why, BfuXton, how 90 we know
Hat effect this dreadful incarcera.
tlon might have upon her? Ii may
warp her entire naUae IL may wreck
der hedifh. Please 90 noj try to DIS
suade me. | have made up my mind
q ste her, aid | sGali 80 there at
enee
It was a short daeh for the auto up
/
ion. 5, aud il as with litt,e difficulty
eAat SENDS obtained lor Mrs Mission
e. penis. ion 10 see the prisoner.
i NOR came around the CO. ner of
t2e eosliGoi with more animation in
her sep thai il had shown IN many
a day. She had hardly been abe TO
9eileye her eyes on reading Mrs Mis-
toner's name On the card thrust
through the grating OF her cell. Long
go she had maze up her mind that
The ehain Of circumstance or perhaps
an enemy, had sown in her kind
friends mind suspicion that she was
| guilty. As the days rolled On and she re-
seiFed no word from Mrs Missioner.
The conviction grew upon her. Even
his very day she had give up the
hope OF rehabiligatiag herself in the
eyes Of her employer. Not that it was
an employer she mourned in loss of
Mrs. Missioner's confidence. The
rich widow was her friend; had been
her familyss friend, and had been the
first to offer her refuge In the ter.
rlble days following discovery o. the
TACT thai her kindly, gentle father. aft
er lifetime of high endeavor, had left
her without the provision she knew
he always intended to make
Dear Mrs. Missioner! cried E.inor.
Fastening toward the widow as size
read affection and complete belief in
her countenance. You have done
many lovely things for me- but this il
quiz the dearest. 1t seems hard even
to picture You in such a place. aud
the reality"
You poor child.' exclaimed Mrs.
| Missioner hardly control. ing her
voice. What about yourself? If it
is distressing to me to come here, it
is terrible for you to be here How
can you stand it?"
One learns 70 stand many things
! she answered. when fate comm Dds;
get ii anyone had told me a few weeks
ago that | could so much as retain ny
"eas0n in place like this Now that
! You are here, il seems far easier Ga.
but ii Is good of you to come
The widow took the girls hands in
her own and patted them softly IS
she whispered words OF encourage
ment. She could not trust her voice
10 speak for tbs first few mo-
ments. AS she looked at Elinors slen.
der grace and the deathless honesty
in her soft, gray eyes. the horror OF
/ the girls situation came home to her
/ with redopbled force. II was by
mighty effort, and by that alone. that
ne prevented herself FROM sweeping
/ the girl into her a.rlS and making a
! dash with her for the freedom he
/ yond the great steel door For an in.
/ slant tbat impulse almost got the up
| per hand OF her common sense Had
not Sands been there, she might have
Gone something so foolish as to ecm-
pfcate her young friends position
/
city's newspapers and their readers
AS It was, she increased the tender
ness of her caresses. and sought to
soothe EiiDor's agitation with little
love words such rs had long been
common in their daily intercourse. But
this tenderness only recalled to Eli.
nor al the affection, safety. ana shell
ter she had left behind her in Mrs
Nissiorer's home. and at the thought
she broke into uncomfortable sobs
The milionaire's discomfort wa
augmented a thousandfoid by TITS
scene between the women He shift.
ed his weight from one foot to the
other, crumpled the rim Of his derby
hat until it bent like the brim of an
Alpine. and at length. unable to view
the girls distress with anything like
equanimity, ne walled TO the. othor
md of the receptionroom and stood
looking through the giant lattieewe (
at the tide OF traffic in Centre Street
until ,,;d1,,, -,