Evening star., 1915-06-06
HEART IS BREAKING
FOR HER LOST SON
Mrs. Mary J. Malone of 81 @
Street Northeast Keeps
a Lonely Vigil.
LOUIS, 18 YEARS OLD,
DISAPPEARED TUESDAY
Went Out Into Storm Without Word
of Explanation and Mother
Grieves Increasingly.

Mental strain from vigil lasting
five nights and four days for her
youngest son. the baby of the family.
is telling on Mrs. Mary J. Malone. who
lives at 81 Q street northeast. Since
Tuesday night she has constantly kept
lonely watch for her boy, Louis Ma
lone. eighteen years old, whom she
last saw Tuesday at supper time.
The worry and suspense which only
a mother knows is beginning to have
its effect The aching heart is near
the breaking point. Only the sight OF
the son can heal. But this mother is
holding up as best she can, hoping
that every minute will bring news OF
Louis whereabouts. She is ready to
forgive him for the sleepless nights
and the worry, the pain. the anxiety,
just for a sight of him. or even word
that he is safe and will return.
With shoulders bent from worry and
eyes tear-stained and plainly showing
the burden of sleepless nights. Mrs.
Malone told the story of her sons dis
appearance to a reporter for The Star
last night There was not sentence
of condemnation for the boy, for whom
no scolding waits IL he returns 1t was
only a pitiful plea of mother for her
offspring.
Had Been a Devoted Son.
Until Tuesday night Louis was a
hard worker and a devoted SON. He
had caused his mother no worry, and
he had been kept carefully under the
protecting roof of the home. He was
seemingly contented. There was no
complaint heard He worked in one
of no
mother always knew where he was un-
til last Tuesday night. That night
there came shock from which the
devoted mother may find it hard to
recover unless the boy comes back
The pain of that shock is eating up
the little energy left in an already
burdened and weakened frame No
food even will the mother take while
hunger for sight of the lost boy re-
mains
supper. He returned at while the
wind was bowling outside and the
rain was falling in torrents. His
mother was asleep and Louis went to
his room. He was heard moving about
by his sisters. After few minutes he
hall, said nothing to any one and went
out into the darkness and storm. From
that time on only one message came.
Mysterious Child Messenger.
Just an hour later. while the rain
was still falling in cloudburst fashion
and citizens were content by their fire
side, there appeared in the doorway OF
the Malone home a little boy not more
than ten years old He brought the
only message that has come about the
missing youth-whether from him no
one knows. :.
Louis says he is going to st. Louis,
said the little one.
Like a flash he disappeared No one
in the house knew him. No one in the
house could give description OF him.
He performed his errand and vanished.
So great was the shock that no one
thought to question the boy as to the
whereabouts of young Malone-he
gave them no time to recover Now
they are searching for this boy. in the
vain hope that he may give additional
light.
Louis did not leave the city or dis
appear alone, according to information
obtained by his mother in the succeed
ing days and nights, so long to the
sixteen. the other twenty-three. ac-
companied him One lives on Seaton
street between North Capitol and list
streets while the other lives in George
town. To their parents Mrs Malone
went. But she got no satisfaction.
He Said he Would Write.
1t is upon these two young men that
Mrs Malone places Louis downfall.
She believes they may have poisoned
an otherwise faithful sons mind
a against a devoted mother and a COM
Portable home-leaving only ache and
pain and worry, and ear-prostration
in the wake Louis had told friends
that he lid write from Richmond.
one of his proposed stopping points en-
route But for four days the postman
has passed the Malone doorway, leav-
ing nothing.
1t is not Louis who does not write. 1t
is another person in that boyhood body
another person there since last Tues
day night, and placed there by his CO.
travellers, said Mrs. Malone.
Louis would write, l know. l know
is keeping him. He must
be sick He might have been
and then there was pause. as the
eyes took on a far-away
look, ARRESTED. He Is delicate, and
might now be laying by the Wayside.
with no one to care for
him Oh, how I wish l could see him.
Even il I only knew where he was.
He certainly does not realize the trou-
BILE and anxiety he is causing me. ]
want him back. Maybe he is ashamed
Of what he has done, and fears to re-
turn. But he need not fear. He is for
given If only he will return"
Mothers Confidence Strong.