The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1915-01-05

Here is the story as seer through Mr..
Snead's eyes"
Morrison was deeply Inundated He
took the copy mechanically and re-
turned to his desk. His glance fell
on the manuscript. Interest, surprise.
amazement, gave place to suppressed
but unholy mirth. Snead's article
read:
THANK God!p cried Mrs. Edith NJ
Iindeman of T3 Calvert street, MY chill
dren will livel"
In a home made d~esolate by thu deser-
ton Of a husband, with gaunt hunger
stalking at the door. with two tots weak
from want of the bare necessities Of life,
a reporter for the World appeared this
morning. and in the twinkling Of an eve
thai drearv abode was changed into a
haven Of comfort
1t was a pathetic story that Mrs. Linde-
man had to tell of a husband untrue to his
vow to protect her. who had abandoned
her in the heart Of a cruel winter and left
his family to its fate. Tears flowed down
the woman's cheeks as she recited the
God knows" SLY told the reporter. II
was a good wife to him"
There was more-about half a col
umn more-of narrowing details, but
Morrison had had enough. His mind
was firmly made up. Walking to
Duffy's desk, he laid down the copy.
Very good indeed, Mr.. Duffy" he
said quietly. But If l could write
like that / wouldn't be working for
you at ten dollars a week"
Duffy grunted.
For Gods sake, Edith, what sort
of a CHASTITY joke is this"
Andrew X. Lindeman, broker and
clubman. stood in the drawing-room
of his former home in Calvert street.
hat and gloves in his hand.
He 1ourished a copy of the World
~excitedly.
The woman took it in silence. AS
she read the headlines her face was
a study.
The idiotsl" she cried.
Then the righteousness of the thing
struck her, and she laughed outright.
You didn't really think we were
starving here, did you, Andrew" she
said, when she had recovered her
breath. And did you really care?
Strange! | thought you had forgot
ten you had a wife or children" and
her eyes regarded him sorrowfully.
That's right" said the man bit
terly. Blame it all on me-"
ITS the Sonnatinis, in the rear. A
reporter came here this morning; but
| saw him myself. I cant imagine
how the mistake occurred"
We'll, I'll have something to say
over there in the morning. Good-by.
I'm going back to the hotel, Edith
The woman looked at him wistfully,
but said nothing. He had almost
reached the door when there was a
shout, and two white-gowned tots
rushed through the hall and were
caught in their fathers arms.
Daddy! Daddy!" they cried in de
light.
"You's dom to stay, daddy cried
n ~curly-head, "'cause m said
you was when you came back"
Does mamma want me to stay, DO
you think. Mildred?"
"Oh, yes, daddy. l heard mamma
ask bod to send you home to her"
An instant later daddy was holding
a half-faint but happy woman in his
rms
Duffy was crushed; the business
manager was wild; the entire town
of Madison was in Mysteries. Wilson,
the business manager, had caught the
edition, but only after some FIVE thou
sand papers had reached the streets
Nobody but a - - fool
would have made such a bull he
stormed. "L~indeman, a well-known
broker; wife lives in a palace; foot
man. coachman, automobiles, n all
that sort of thing.
why it'll cost as $10,0 900 ever to
compromise it. Didn't anybody in this
id Office recognize the name? BY
Cad, I'll cripple the staff. I'll dis
charge every man"
Wilson was standing near by, and he
1erked the receiver off the hook.
"Eh? Mr.. Lindeman? What's that?
Oh, yes, I'll send him over right away.
Mr.. Lindeman, this is Wilson, BUSH
ness manager. I'm going to see YOU
How? Never mind? i assure you,
Mr. All right, sir"
duffy, get hold of that young Nor
rison and send him to Lindeman's Of
fee at once. Tell him t explain the
whole business. We've got to throw
ourselves on his mercy.
"Give the story a two-column dis
play-same place as the other-first
edition. Cad, what a lot of ~fat-heads,"
and Wilson withered the staff with his
glance as he strobe toward the ele-
vator.
An hour later. Morrison entered the
office, smiling.
IT'S all right, Mr.. Duffy. Mr.. Lin
deman says for you people to rest
easy He won't cua Has Satisfied n |