The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1914-02-24

DSASdtH Hlb long, STEADY look, ner
passion had merged into a sort of
panic, but she rushed breathlessly on
to the end of her speech. BY that
time, her husband was on his feet.
reaching for his hat
i wouldn't order it today, Rose"
His voice held a chill warning; and
he went out without another word or
a backward glance.
Rose sat with reddening cheeks and
angry eyes. Her slender, white fin
gers drummed nervously on the table.
She drew in long, tense breath, and
then choking sob came as a prelude
to an outburst of tears.
Stingy. hard-hearted. that's what
Brill Sibert wasl He had no compass
sion for her at all; no proper pride
in his wifes appearance Just be-
cause, down at the bottom of her
heart, Rose felt twinge of remorse
and stirring of some feeling akin to
self-condemnation, she inwardly rallied
at her husband and emphasized her
own wrongs
What made it harder to bear was
the fact that Roses dearest friend, a
member of her club, and, like herself.
one of the committee for he coming
reception to be held in the Turkish
room of the st. Moire hotel. hau or
dered an exquisite creation of yellow
charmeuse and white shadow lace;
and Rose had confidentially impaired
the information that she would appear
in companion gown of black and
absinthe green-a striking but har-
monious contrast
They had looked for samples to-
gether and planned the sartorial de-
tails that should make their appear
ance at the ST Moire an artistic sue
cess. In her enthusiasm, Rose had
lost sight of the fact that her hus-
bands income had been severely taxed
OF late, and he had advised economy
in every possible direction.
III economize-after this. Brill"
she had offered coaxingly And I'll
go to a cheaper ker-Jean's
is awfully dear-and I'll make it come
within fifty dollars"
She quivered inwardly as she said
1t, but she looked prettily persuasive.
Brill could not refuse her! But Brill
could-and did; and now, Rose was
left to yep and rage in her defeat.
1t was hard day for Rose Sibert.
The worst passions of her childish.
impulsive nature mounted in unusual
fnrca and snrpad lilo Aop,ao
and reason were blotted out; and
when calmer moments would have
come to her, she stirred the embers
OF her wrath with fresh accounts of
grievances
Il would order that gown today as
said,' she reflected bitterly. But
there might be complications. I'll
wait. Brill may change his mind by
night. If not--well. Jeans dressmaker
would trust me-
This IDEA was SO comforting, withal
30 stimulating. that Roses mood
changed. She grew suddenly light
hearted. gay, and feverishly restless.
Her little apartment seemed too con-
filming to her; so, late in the after
noon, she ran in to call on her neigh
Dor, young matron who was absurd
ly devoted to year old daughter
This wee parsonage proved such
diversion that the clock struck six
before the visitor was aware of the
hour
And not thing ready for dirneri"
said Rose in alarm. And here comes
Mr.. Hessler-oh! he mustn't see me"
She slipped behind the portiere of
the reception room as the key turned
in the lock and the master of the
house entered She heard his hearty
greeting as he walked into the living
room at the other end of the hall. It
was her intention to step out instant
ly; but the fringed edge of the por-
there had caught upon a button on
her sleeve and detained her.
Excitement down town." she heard
Mr. Hessler saying. Another cashier
gone wrong was surprised Yes.
they arrested him-caught him with
the goods-Brownell Mack company"
"Why-that's where" began Mrs.
Hessler.
Her husband interrupted. Sure! |
wonder If the little woman next door
knows yet"
Rose ha6 stumbled over the thresh-
old of he apartment half fainting.
Brill was Brownell Mack company's
cashier! Her first impulse had been
to rush back and ask Mr.. Hessler if he
knew what he was saying-to demand
more information Then she had crept
away like a stricken creature. trying
to realize the horror of the situation.
Brill had been arrested caught
with the goods!" Like a lightning
flash came the recollection of her
words to him that morning: You
can beg. borrow, or steal the money
must have it," 1t was her own
fault. She had driven Brill into crime,
and the law had claimed him.
Up and down the spaces of her lone
ly apartment Rose paced, wringing her
hands in impotent misery. At times
she told herself it could not be true;
then the sickening certainty gripped
her. Brill had not appeared; the din
ner hour had passed; no word had
been sent to her. At last, in a nerv-
Gus panic, she put on her hat and
hurried down town. She must know
the worst.
AS she stumbled up the steps OF
Brownen Mack company $ offices she
saw that there were lights burning
within. and men moving about An
official stopped her at the gate. She
had never been there before and she
was unknown
rs Mr.. Sibert here-yet?" she
asked family. Then, scarcely know
ing what she was doing, she pushed
her way into the office. A mans face
peered at her from behind a little
wicket gate, and a voice called her
name
Rose! What are you doing here?"
Her husband was walking toward
her; and. with low cry, Rose flung
herself into his arms and chung to
him. shaking convulsively.
Brill! Brill. what have you done?
1 heard-oh. they shan't take you
away! It's all my fault"
Rose, Rose, be quiet. I'm all
right ! telephoned to the drug store