Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1914-02-24
OVER THE WIRES
BY J. MORTON LEWIS.

WOAiO HAVfC pVAACCt
T For a few months their life to
gether had been idyllic, then grad
! ually they had commenced to drift
apart.
: As a speaker Crawling was bril-
liant. Men spoke of him in the
house as one of the most promising
members Some even limited that he
would hold Office before he was forty
As man he felt disappointed he
had hoped that his wife would have
helped him in his career. 1t piqued
him that she felt no absorbing inter-
est in the political question of the
day. So they had gradually drifted,
1t was time Of great moment in
parliament, when for once the usual
topics were swept aside, while an
other greater question, one which
threatened the very life of the coun-
try, engaged the attention of the
house.
Crawling felt instinctively that
perhaps his moment had come. Not
few had foretold great career for
him. Every hour of the day and
night that he. was not in the house
he spent studying the vital question.
1t was then that he missed his wife
as he pictured she should have been.
Mrs. Crawling had gone out. He
did not know where, since she had
not told him, and pride would not let |
him ask. He was alone in his study |
porting over a blue book. Suddenly |
the telephone bell rang. "Hello," he
said.
"Are you Mr.. Gravelingf"
eyes" |
"You are busyT
II am rather. Who are your"
II shall not tell you my name. /
am an admirer of yours who has
been following your work in parlia-
ment very closely lately"
"Yes" Mr.. Crawling was mys-
titled. The voice was essentially fem
mime. -.
at was very kind of you," muir
INJURED Mr.. Crawling.
"Now," continued the voice., you
won't mind what I'm going to say,
but l think you've missed the point
q little"
Before Mr.. Crawling could say a
word she had launched into a lengthy
dissertation regarding the vital ques-
ion. At first he felt angry. His
lightly was hurt, but gradually as t
he proceeded he felt himself listen
ng interestedly. n
Suddenly she stopped. "Goodby." n
Before he could make reply she
ad rung off.
Mr.. Crawling sat back in his r
hair. The blue book lay before him
eglected. He was thinking what
he unknown voice had said to him. y
Ter few words had opened up
rend of thought. "Who in the devil v
an it be?" be said. L
1t was late when Mrs. Crawling
eturned. She found him in his h
tudy busy writing some notes for d
ext days speech. e
'Did you enjoy yourself?" he s
sked laconically. o
Very much indeed, thanks" Mrs.
stified yawn. "Still busy il
t your work ?" d
eyes" Mr.. Crawling could not I
elp comparing the two women. S
''Well, l shall 60 up TO bed. Good t
light" .
For a couple of days Mr.. Grave
ing was busy at the house. The cp- b
'ortunity was given to him to make {
speech, and he used the arguments
which had been given to him over
he telephone. .
The next day Mr.. Crawling read 8
With pleasure the criticisms which
we're passed upon his speech by the {
'apers. "
That evening found him busy in .
lis study. At nine o'clock the tele- 7
'hone bell rang.
Hello p said Mr.. Crawling.
Good evening"" said the voice. l
instantly he recognized it. 81 am '
dad you made use of our little chat
he other night l haven't rung up 8
before because / knew you would Z
Ne at the houae. Int I wantad M have g