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come TO again and-weil. It may De the
last time he'll ever open his eyes. Yes.
it's as bad as all that"
"I'll goat once" said Brood. his
face ashen. you must revive him for
few minutes. Holder There's some
thing I've got to say to him. He must
be able to hear and to understand me.
1t is the most important thing in the
=" He choked up suddenly.
You'll have to be careful. Jim. He's
ready to collapse. Then it's all of"
Nevertheless, Doctor Holder, my
husband has something to say to his
son that cannot be put of for an In
slant ! think 1t will mean a great
deal to him In his fight for recovery.
1t viii make life worth living for him, "
Holder stared for a second or two.
He'll need lot of courage and If any.
thing can put 1t into him. he'll make a
better fight. II you get chance, say
II to him, Jim. I-I--if it's got any
thing to do with his mother, say 1t. for
PHYS sake. He has moaned the word
dozen times"
1T has to do with his mother" Brood
cried out. Come! want you to hear
it, too, Holder"
There isn't much time to lose, I'm
afraid" began Holder, shaking his
head. His gaze suddenly rested on
Mrs Brood's face. She was very erect,
and smile such as he had never seen
before was on her lips-a smile that
puzzled and yet inspired him with a
positive, undeniable feeling of encour-
agement!
He is not going to die, Doctor Hold
der" she said quietly. Something
went through his body that warmed It
curiously. He felt a thrill, as one who
is seized by a great overpowering ex-
element.
She preceded them into the hall.
Brood came last. He closed the door
behind him after swift glance about
the room that had been his most pri-
vate retreat for years.
He was never to set foot inside its
walls again. In that single glance he
babe farewell to 1t forever. 1t was a
hated, unlovely spot. He had spent an
age in 1t during those bitter morning
hours, an age of Imprisonment.
On the landing below they came up
on Lydia. She was seated on a win
dow ledge, leaning YEARLY against
the easement. She did not rise as they
approached, but watched them with
steady, smoldering eyes in which there
was no friendliness, no compassion.
They we're her enemies, they had killed
the thing she loved.
Brood's eyes met hers for an instant
and then fell before the bitter look
they encountered. His shoulders
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dropped as he passed close by her mo-
tionless figure and followed the doctor
down the hall to the bedroom door. 1t
opened and closed an instant later and
he was with his son.
For long time. Lydia's somber, pit
eous gaze hung upon the door through
which he had passed and which was
closed so cruelty against her. the one
who loved him best Of all. At last she
looked away. her attention caught by q
queer clicking sound near at hand. She
was surprised to find Yvonne Brood
standing close beside her. her eyes
closed and her fingers telling the beads
that ran through her fingers. her lips
moving in voiceless prayer.
The girl watched her duly for few
moments, then with growing fascina.
ton. The incomprellensible creature
was praying!
Lydia believed that Frederic had
shot himself. She put Yyonne down as
the real cause OF the calamity that had
fallen upon the house. But for her.
James Brood would never have had a
motive for striking the blow that
crushed all desire to I'VE ont of the un-
happy boy. She had made of her hus-
band an unfeeling monster. and now
she prayed She had played with the
emotions Of two men and now she
begged TO be pardoned for her follyl
An inexplicable desire to laugh at the
plight OF the trifier came over the girl,
but even as she checked II another and
more unaccountable force ordered her
to obey the impulse to turn once more
to look into the face Of her companion
Yvonne was looking at her. She had
ceased running the beads and her
hands hung Imply at her side. For
fun minute, perhaps. the two regarded
each other without speaking.
He is not going to die. Lydia" said
Yvonne gravely.
The girl started to her feet do you
think it is your prayer and not mine
that has reached Gods carr she cried
In real amaxement.
The prayer Of nobler woman than
either you or has gone to the throne. !"
said the other.
Lydla's eyes grew dark with resent
ment. You could have prevented
ALL
s8e good enough to remember that
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CHAPTER XIII.
The Joy Of June.

The Joy Of June.
On a warm morning toward the
middle OF the month of June Frederic
and Lydia sat In the quaint. old-fash.
Toned courtyard, in the grateful shade
of the south wing and almost directly
beneath the balcony OF Yvonne's bou-
doir. He lounged comfortably, yet
weakly, In the invalid's chair that had
been wheeled to the spot by the dog
like Ranjab, and she sat on a pile OF
cushions at his feet. her back resting
against the wall. Looking at him. one
would not have thought that he had
passed through the valley OF the
shadow of death and was but now
emerging into the sunshine of secur-
ity. His face was pale from long con-
finement, but there was healthy glow
to the skin and clear light in the
eye. For week or more he had been
permitted to walk about the house and
into the garden. always leaning on the
arm OF his father or the faithful Hin
du. Each succeeding day saw his
strength and vitality increase and each
night he slept with the peace OF a
care-free child.
As for Lydia, she was radiant with
happiness. The long fight was over.
She had gone through the campaign
against death with loyal. unfaltering
courage; there had never been an in
slant when her stanch heart had failed
her; there had been distress but never
despair. II the strain told on her II
did not matter. for she was Of the
fighting kind. Her love was the sus-
tenance on which she throve despite
the beggarly offerings that we're laid
before her during those weeks OF fam
inc.
Times there were when pensive
mood brought the touch OF sadness to
her grateful heart She was happy
and Frederic was happy, but what Of
the one who actually had wrought the
miracle? That one alone was un-
happy. unrequited, undefended. There
was no place for her in the new order
OF things. When Lydia thought Of
her-as she often did-it was with an
indescribable craving in her soul She
longed for the hour to come when
Yvonne Brood would lay aside the
mask Of resignation and demand trib
ute; when the strange defiance thar
held all Of them at bay would dis
appear and they could feel that she
no longer regarded them as adverse
ries.
There was no longer 8 symptom OF
rancor In the heart Of Lydia Desmond
She realized that her sweetheart's re-
coyery was due almost entirely to the
remarkable influence exercised b. this
woman At q time when mortal agen-
cies appeared to be Of no avail Her
absolute certainty that she had the
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CHAPTER xx-contlnued.


No, ! do not forget, James. There
was but one way in which could hope
70 steal him away from you, and !
vent about II deliberately, with my
eyes open. ] came here to induce him
10 run away with me. / would have
taken him back to his mothers home,
to her grave. and there | would have
told him what you did to her. II after
hearing my story he elected to return
to the man who had destroyed his
mother. ! should have stepped aside
and offered no protest. But would
have taken him away from you in the
manner that would have hurt you the
worst. My sister was true to you.
would have been just as true, and after
you had suffered the torments OF hell,
Il was my plan to reveal everything to
you But you would have had your
punishment by that time. When you
were at the very end OF your strength,
wheH You tremble on the edge of OBJ.
hVion. then would have hunted you
out and laughed at you and told you
the truth. But you would have had
years OF anguish-years, say"
Il have already had years of agony,
pray do not overlook that fact" said
he Il suffered for twenty years. ]
was at the edge of oblivion more than
once, IL 1t is pleasure for you to hear
me say II, Therese."
1T does not Offset the pain that her
suffering brought to me. II does not
counter-balance the unhappiness you
gave to her boy, nor the stigma you
put upon him. am glad that you suf-
fered. 1t proves to me that you secret.
ly considered yourself to be in the
wrong. You doubted yourself. You
we're never sure, and yet you crushed
the life OUT Of her innocent, bleeding
heart. You let her die without word
to show that you"
Il was lost to the world for years"
ne said. There we're many years when
was not in touch with"
But her letters must have reached
you. She wrote thousand Of"
They never reached me-" he said
significantly.
You ordered them destroyed" she
cried in sudden comprehension.
Il must decline to answer that ques.
SON"
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CHAPTER XXI.


sS'MS SfAhgts
She gave him a curious, incredulous
smile. and then abruptly returned to
her charge. when my sister came
home, degraded, was nine years Of
age. but was not so young that did
not know that a dreadful thing had
happened to her. She was blighted
beyond all hope Of recovery. II was to
me--little me-that she told her story
over and over again, and II was to
whom she read all of the pitiful let
ters she wrote to you. My father
wanted to come to America to kill you.
He did come later on, to plead with
you and to kill you IL you would not
listen to him, But you had gone-to
Africa, they said. ! could not under
stand why you would not give to her
that little baby boy. He was hers and
-" She stopped short in her recital
and covered her eyes with her hands.
He waited for her to go on. sitting as
rigid as the image that faced him from
beyond the tables end. Afterwards,
my father and my uncle made every ef.
fort to get the child away from you,
but he was hidden-you know how
carefully he was hidden so that she
might never find him. For ten years
they searched for him-and you. For
ten years she wrote to you, begging
you to let her have him. II only for q
little while at a time. She promised
20 restore him to you, God bless her
poor soul! You never replied. You
scorned her. We were rich--very rich.
But our money was Of no help TO US In
the search for her boy. You had Sc
creted him too well. At last, one day,
she told me what II was that you &C.
cused her OF doing. She told me about
Guido Feverelli. her music-master.
knew him, James. He had known her
from childhood. He was one Of the
finest men have ever seen"
"He was in love with her." grated
Brood
Perhaps Who knows? But II so,
nc never uttclCu ~ huCu ao ouo WoEu
Of love to her. He challenged you.
Why did you refuse to fight himf"
Because she begged me not to Kill
him. Did she tell you that?"
Yes. But that was not the real rea-
son. II was because you were not
sure OF your ground"
Il deny that"
Never mind. II is enough that poor
Feverelli passed out OF her life She
Sid not see him again until Just before
she died. He was noble gentleman.
He wrote but one letter to her after
that wretched day in this house.
have Il here in this packet
She drew package Of papers from
her bosom and laid It upon the table
before him. There we're a half dozen
letters lied together with q piece OF
white ribbon.
But one letter from him. she went
on. 4 have brought Il here for you TO
read. But not nowl There are other
letters and documents here for you to
consider. They are from the grave.
An. do aet vendsS that you shrink
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CHAPTER XXI.
The Closed Door.

The Closed poor.
The doctor blinked for a moment.
The two were leaning forward with
alarm in their eyes. their hands grip
ping the table.
well, are we to send for an under
taker?" demanded Holder irritably.
Brood started forward. Isis he
dead?"
"Of course not, but be might as well
be-" exclaimed the other. and II was
plain to be seen that he was very much
out OF patience. You've called In an
other doctor and a priest and now
hear that Presbyterian parson is in
the library. Hang 1t all. Brood. why
don't ~ou send for the coroner and un-
dertaker and have done with 1t? I'm
blessed IL Il"
Yvonne came swiftly to his side. "Is
he conscious? Does he know7"
For Gods sake. Holder. is there
any hopef" cried Brood.
I'm be honest with you. Jim. don't
believe there is. II went In here,
above the heart. and it's lodged back
there by the spine somewhere. We
haven't located 1t yet. but We win. Had
to let up on the ether for awhile. you
see. He opened his eyes q few min
utes ago. Mrs. Brood. and my assistant
Is certain that he whispered Lydia
Desmond's name. Sounded that way
to him. but. Of course"
-Therei You see, James?" she cried.
whirllng upon her husband.
7 think you'd better step IN and see
him now. Jim.s said the doctor. SUD.
denly becoming rerT gentle. HE nav
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YOU have said all that TO me before.
Lydia"
What is your object in keeping me
away from him at such a time as this.
Mrs. Brood?" demanded Lydia. you
refuse to let me go in to him. Is 1t be-
cause you are afraid Of what"
There are trying days ahead OF us,
Lydia" interrupted Yvonne. I'VE shall
have to face them together. can
promise you this: Frederic will be
saved for you. Tomorrow, next day
perhaps. may be able to explain
everything to you. You hate me to-
day. Everyone in this house hates me
even Frederic. There is q day com.
ing when you will not hate me. That
was my prayer, Lydia. was not pray
ing for Frederic. but for myself"
Lydia started. For yourself? ]
might have known you"
you hesitate? Perhaps 1t is Just as
WE'LL"
Il want to say to you, Mrs. Brood,
that II is my purpose to remain In this
house as long as can be-"
you are welcome, Lydia. You will
be the one great tonic that is to re-
store him to health of mind and body.
Yes, / shall go further and say that
you are commanded to stay here and
help me in the long fight that Is ahead
Of u.s."
II thank you, Mrs. Brood" the
girl was surprised into saying.
Both of them turned quickly as the
door to Frederics room opened and
James Brood came out into the hall.
His face was drawn with pain and
anxiety, but the light of exaltation was
in his eyes.
Come, LYDIA" he said softly, after
he had closed the door behind him.
"He knows me. He is conscious.
Holder can't understand it. but he
seems to have suddenly grown
stronger. He"
Stronger" cried Yvonne, the ring
OF triumph in her voice. Il knew! |
could feel 1t coming-his strength
even out here, James. Yes, go in now.
Lydia. You will see a strange sight,
my dear. James Brood will kneel be-
side his son and tell him"
"Come!" said Brood, spreading out
his hands in gesture of admission.
"You must hear 1t, too, Lydia. Not
you, Therese! You are not to come
in"
Il grant you ten minutes, James"
she said, with the air of a dictator.
after that | shall take my stand be-
side him and you will not be needed"
She struck her breast sharply with
her clinched hand. Ellis one and only
hope lies here. James. | am his sal
walton. am his strength. When you
come out of that room again It will
be to stay out until give the word
for you to re-enter. Go now and put
spirit into him. That is all that ! ask
Of you"
He stared for a moment and then
lowered his head. A moment later
Lydia followed him into the room and
Yvonne was alone in the hall. Alone?
Ranjab was ascending the stairs. He
came and stood before her. and bent
his knee.
Il forgot" she said, looking down
upon him without a vestige Of the
old dread in her eyes. Il have friend,
after all"
The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1915-05-18
D. ". HOAN TO
SPEAK MAY 81
Milwaukee City Attorney TO Delive
the Memorial Day Address
Here.

Memorial day in 1915 will be observe,
in WatertOwn. While it was though
that last year would be the last time tn
members OF O. D. Pease Post, G. A. r..
would take an active part, the veteran,
decided that they would like to continu,
the former routine for one more year, a
this year marks the fiftieth anniversar,
of the close OF the civil war.
Daniel ". Hoan, city attorney of Mil
waukee, will deliver the memorial ad
dress. Attorney Hoan is an orator o.
ability. He will deliver the Mtmoria
day address at Waukesha, where thu
exercises are to be held on Saturday
May 80. Memorial day falling on Sun
day this year, the exercises in Watertown
will be held on Monday, May 81.
Members Of O. ID. Pease Post will decor.
ate the graves of their fallen comrades
in the morning, and the parade will
leave the city hall at 80 o'clock in the
afternoon. In case of inclement wealth
er, the exercises will be held in Turner
opera house, but il the weather is pleas
ant, the parade will move to Oak Hill
cemetery.
The committee in charge of the Mem
orial day arrangements is composed OF
Superintendent of Schools r. j. Berto,
three members of the city council, ap-
pointed by Mayor C. A. Kading, and
three members Of O. d. Pease Post. The
councilmen are W. A. Beurhaus, w. f.
Gruetzmacher and Charles Kerr. The
members of the Post on the committee
areJohn Habhegger, w. d. Sproesser
and Fred Kusel,
The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1915-05-18
Arrested For ProWling

While Mrs. Herman Werner, Miss
Isabelle McNeill and Miss Mary Link
were walking toward their home in
North Washington street last Tuesday
evening at about rs o'clock, they no
ticed a man prowling about the Link
home. After entering the house Miss
Link noticed man looking in at one of
the dOwnstair windows, and she called
the police by phone. The police met
man in North Washington street, who
was identified by one of the ladies as the
one seen. He gave his name as Joe La
vine and claimed that he was innocent
of any wrong doing. That he could not
sleep and went for a walk. He denied
looking in at the window of the Link
home. He was taken before Justice
Rohr and plead guilty to a minor charge
and no sentence was imposed, he paying
the costs, $6.49. His employer, the pro-
prietor of the Buena Vista house, gave
the man good character.
The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1915-05-18
Pennington.

c. +. Weber and family are entertain
ing friends from Beaver Dam.
Mr.. and Mrs. Leon Bontelle and sons,
Lester and Allen, of Milford, spent Sun
day with G.. E. PitZner and family.
Chas.. Sabel has purchased a Ford
touring car from H. Reul of Helenville.
Mr.. and Mrs. John Graper of Fort At
kinsOn, were visitors at C. F. Weber's,
Sunday.
William Baker died at his home here
Monday morning of heart disease, at the
age of seventy-nine years He leaves
his wife, one son, Charles, and one
daughter, Mrs. Anna Gaugert, of Fort
Atkinson. The funeral was held Thurs
day at the German NJ. E. church In
Pennington, Rey. Frank Messing of
OconomowOc, with Rev. r. Drescher Of
Sun Prairie, officiating. Those from
out of town who attended the funeral
were: Mr.. and Mrs. Gaugert and John
Graper, Fort Atkinson; julius Bartlett
and daughter, Miss Elsie, of Kenosha;
Mr.. and Mrs. Hempel Of Beaver Dam;
and Fred Bartlett of Sullivan.
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NdVdn News.

w. P, Albright transacted business in
Watertown Monday
Della RaatZ entertained large num-
ber Of friends at her home last Friday
evening.
Mr.. and Mrs A. Bussewitz and son of
Reeseyille, spent Sunday at the home Of
j. Seimann.
Mr., and Mrs P. West visited in Wat
ertown last Thursday.
Frieda BirkhOlz spent Thursday after
noon at the home of f. Bohnsack.
The Misses Frances and Lydia Al
brecht, Edwin Wilke and John Albrecht
visited Sunday evening with Mr.. and
Mrs W. Albrecht.
Frances Bergdahl spent Friday with
Frances Heitz.
Mrs. W. Albright and Pearl Amborn
spent Wednesday in Watertown.
Mr.. and Mrs. A. Miller spent Sunday
at the home of P. Bergdahl.
C. Schroeder, Harlow Wilke. w. Berg
dahl. W. Albright, E. Wilke and A. Will
ke enjoyed a fishing trip to Devils Lake
last Friday.
Several from here attended a barn
dance at Lemke brothers Saturday even
inc
The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1915-05-18
Sentiment Has Changed.

Theodore GraboW who was arrested
several weeks ago, upon the charge OF
having sold liquor in his saloon ON Sun
day contrary to-the state law had his
trial Monday before justice of the
peace at Lake Mills, and the case was
dismissed. Mr. Grabow paying the costs
amounting to $5874 which were heavy
enough. 1t would have been a great
saving in time and expense had Theo-
dore plead guilty when first arrested
but better still, not to have violated the
law. The time has passed in Watertown
when the saloonkeepers can do as they
please, for there has been a marked
change of sentiment in the city within
the past few years and many saloonmen
are Obeying the Sunday closing law of
their own accord.
The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1915-05-18
MANY LAUCHSIN
LOCAL CLUB PLAY
Mrs. Temples Telegram" Made
Decided Hit With Audience AT
Turner Opera House.

Those who missed "Mrs. Temples
Telegram" at the Turner opera house
last Tuesday evening, missed an even
ing of rare entertainment. 1t is doubt
ful il any professional company of play
ers eyer drew greater evidences of mirth
from an audience than did the local dra-
matte club in their presentation of the
old fayorite farce.
The members of the local club demon
strated their ability to do this difficult
work in manner above criticism. The
farce was capably staged, the result
showing skilled direction and there was
none Of the weak spots too often seen as
the result of using poorly equipped play
ers for minor roles.
Miss Edna Chadwick took the role of
Mrs. Temple and bore her air of injured
innocence at her husbands shortcom-
ings in most ladylike fashion, once the
first burst of grief and wrath had passed.
R. j. McAdams as Mr.. Temple, was
properly cOntrite at his wifes wrath, and
judiciOlIsly exultant when with the aid
Of his friend, Frank Fuller, he succeed
ed in decelving her.
Frank P. McAdams as Fuller was the
star of those carry straight" roles. he
quite evidently having an excellent
working knowledge of the technique Of
the farce and much talent as thespian.
Miss Hattie Zoelle as Dorothy enacted a
charming juvenile role in a graceful,
thoroughly competent manner, and Ray
W. Reichardt as Captain Sharpe did ex-
cellent work with what was written as
rather minor role. Miss Loretta Kiefer
played the role of Mrs. Fuller, woman
of charming feminine frailties, In con-
vincing, artistic manner. For Mrs
Fuller placed in a diffiult position
through no fault of her own, she enjoy
ed herself thoroughly and extricated
herself from compromising situation
quite capably.
Among the character roles, Simon
Casey, as Wigson, the butler, who always
lust going to- was show all by him.
self, showing great ability as comedian.
But none the less did Mrs S. E. Holmes
prove her ability as an actress. AS Mrs
Martha Brown Mrs. Holmes was a
scream" Here was a wife with real
grievance, and she made the most of it,
bringing great trials to the real culprits
trying to extricate themselves from diff
tculties by ''fibbing." O. Y. Knaak as
John Brown Gncldently husband of
Ma: THAI, had a shorter comedy role
which was furiously funny while it
lasted and he handled it in an excellent
manner, going the route from confident
"masher" to badly mussed "penitent
hubby" in very short time.