The Irish standard., 1913-06-28
ing the tail end Of the matter gets on
q country newspaper. This d what
he read:

0ayS ana none OF tho nelgnporb knew
who she was or whore ahe came from.
dictate her name or identity with the ex-
ception Of a worn gold ring-probably .
wedding ring inscribed on the inside.
!''Mary-Guy." She was a woman about
8 and bore evidences Of having once
been a beautiful woman. although hard
ship and sorrow had left deep marks
upon her. Her hair once was sunny
brown, but was heavily streaked with
gray. Her eyes were a violet blue. The
body was taken to the county morgue.
The police arc attempting to ascertain
her identity.
Underneath this commonplace dis
patch Williams had placed dash and
added this:
In connection with the above case the
Palladium has ascertained that there lies
back Of it a bitter tragedy. The woman
once was Mary Bell and lived near Ham
alton. O., with her parents on a comfort
able farm. One day there came into
her life young printer named Guy Will
liams. He was master Of his trade and
able to mako the best Of wages paid in
his line. He wood the sunny-haired
mai .asa and won her; The young couple
auspices. They were devotedly attached
to one another and the young man was
able to earn enough so they lived in
comfort-even luxury From his savings
. homo was built and paid for and the
future stretched out before them with no
apparent shadow across tho golden
promises.
But there was shadow and 1t fell
all too soon. slumbering in the veins Of
the young man was the curse Of the
alcoholic appetite and something more
sort Of natural depravity not to be ac-
counted for on any reasonable hypothe-
sis. This hydra-headed demon awoke
and claimed Williams for his own. With
sure rapidity the young printer slid down
the wretched path to dishonor, misery
and bestiality. The earnings became less
and were used in his debauches. The
home went presently and they lived first
in flats then in tenements
With the fatuous loyalty Of womankind
Mary chung to the sweetheart Of her
youth. Nov. and then she would lead
him to abandon his ways and then would
ensue some weeks Of happiness and hope
but ultimately he would return to his
idols Of clay and the brave woman would
Her parents died and her small patri-
mony soon went the way of the rest.
Finally he was unable to hold q Job in
the town where they always had lived
and was compelled to go away to find
work. This was easy enough because of
his unusual skill but he was unable to
hold a job but a short time and soon be-
came a tramp printer, wandering from
town to town, picking up work enough
to keep himself alive and in liquor. At
first he sent little money to her from
time to time but finally ceased even to do
this.
Still loyal to him she started after him
and followed him from town to town, liv-
In t1ytot Ia
she would prevail on his better nature
and he would try to be decent for a few
days or weeks but these periods never
lasted long and became more and moro
lnfreQuent.
At last she has found rest and peace
while somewhere on this earth the guilty
wretch who threw away her priceless
! love. broke her heart and murdered her
~ ,ly as though he had plunged q
knife into her, wanders in shame and
degradation, despised of men, hating
himself, without hope, without self-re-
lstence and yet suffering the torments of
the damned every minute he lives. It is
doubtful If even the knowledge Of the
death Of his victim will have further
effect than to move him to q moment Of
maudlin tears.
Old Bently stared at the proof with
unseeing eyes for some minutes after
finishing it. He was aroused by an
outburst from the foreman who feared
not even the old man when It came to
his daily race with the clock. where's
/ that last proofl" he shouted.
TITS o. K; let 1t co." replied old
Bently slowly.
1t was more than two years before
we saw Bud Williams again and when
he came in everybody gasped in sur
prise. He was sober, clean and we'll.
dressed and bore himself with an air
OF quiet dignity totally foreign to the
| Bud Of the old days. He went straight
to old Bently who was bending over
the forms trying to show the foreman
how to get 80 inches of advertising
next to "a inches Of reading matter.
"Ain't got a case today-nothing do.
Ing" he growled as he looked up.
Don't want q case," replied Bud,
pulling great wad Of banknotes from
his pockets. II have saved enough to
put monument over Mary's grave
and-and-I though you might be
willing to go over to Omaha and help
me do it. I don't know much about
such things"
There was dead silence in the shop.
The audacity Of the thing was para.
lying. The old man gazed at Bud in
a startled sort of way for minute.
"I'll do it," he said. meet me at
the eight-thirty In the morning-and
I've got plenty Of transportation"
When he returned old Bently told
Of the beautiful shaft of pure white
marble they had selected and the sim.
pie and eloquent inscription Bud had
| ordered upon 1t.
A week later the dispatches told Of
the suicide of a printer named Guy
Williams who had shot himself on his
wife's grave over which he had just
erected beautiful and costly monu.
ment.
Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Coz
4 A Sunreme Monarch