The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1915-10-22

oRge never oso . nae from Nh
Maybe this 10 so0ssAiag 1T last"
"What puzzles me - that she always
seems disappointed when there's moth
inx IN the post froa him. and here's
= cablegram that might ~ the vssy
thing she's looking for ana - paya
no attention to II. It esseainly bsan
me"
"You know what poxsles ms msss
than anything else? I've SAL .
hundred times. She sever goes outsiae
this house-except IN the S~ard&n--doY
or night. You'd think she Wan an ~
valid-or afraid Of detectives or solss-
thing like that. God knows she aisft
. sick woman. never sAv = h&althtw
one. Rain or shine. winter or aumnWP
she walks up and down that coartya,1
till you'd think she'd wear q path u
the stones. Eats like Z soldier. laAgls
like . kid, and III bet shs sleeps lilo
one. she's 90 fresh and bnght-eyod u
the morning"
We'll, I've got this - say. Jns
Riggs: she has been un00Amonly d.
cent to you after the nay you USED
to treat her when che atst cane hors.
She's made you feel sterlasttAGly
ashamed Of your i1ioic bsbavio-"
Il beg your pardon. DsaAury." a.
claimed Mr.. Riggs. strfkins the tsbIs
with his bony knucklss - violsns1y
that the books ana nAgaEn0 bouoceA
into the air. "Doa't you svsf say nay
thing like that again to me. lt's
against the rules for ~ y cell yxu .
scoun1rslly liar or ia - Il in : ~
ond."
For your sake, Dir, In glad ne
against the rules" said Mr.. OawUs.
fercely. I'm nighty glsA"
Mr.. Riggs alaewed . aAsspish o1aA
to steal ' bic vrinkisQ visas3 Il
apologize. DaAbury."
And 20 10 l." said his fs4snd. w1sre-
upen they shock haads With great or
diality-as they did u ieast = tesen
times = day since the tS9laaiAe q the
new regime.
She's the finest, lovsNest woman On
eaTth." said Mr.. RigN
7 never knew | cOsld b % happy
A. I've been DURING to past six
months. Why. this house . like : bird
cage niled with caaAries. ! soms-
times feel like singing ny head Off,
and ~ for whistNns! haven't vhD-
tied for years till new. l."
"Sh!" Missed Mr.. Riggs, sud1sRly
backing away from ths table and ~
tn~ - aAe>oA - ~~~~n~>>~~~A nw~-aaea.
ton Of = worn spot In the rug.
Mrs. Brood wes descending tAo
stalrs. lightly. eagerly. In another ~
slant she entered the roo0.
How nice the Ars locks" sAs ostBd.
crossing the room. Never had -
been nor raAiantly. sedueuvely be&1-
tfful than st this very instant. Wy
cablegram-whsrs Il IT."
The old men made . Simultaneous
daah for the lons-csglects1 eaveao1A.
Mr.. Dawes. being fAt and a~gsrsssfse.
succeeded In being the drst to clutch
1t in his eager AAesfs.
Better read H. Mrs. Brood" ~
painted. thrustins 4 into her haDA.
Maybe It's bad nevs."
She regarded hin with one Of hsr
most mysterious amiles. mo. ny
friend, it is moi bAA news. II is sSoa
news. It is from ny husband"
But you haven't read It." gasDsA
Mr.. Riggs.
Al. but l know. Gst the same" she
deliberately slit Ia envelope with .
slim finger and held 1t out to th&zA.
Read 1t II you like"
They solemnly deck their heaAA
too amazed for wuf1s. She unfoiNoA
the sheet and sent her eyes swiftly
over the printed oentents. TAen, %
their further stupsfactioa she pssassd
the bit Of pADsr 70 her red nps. ll9
eyes flashed like 6eAmonds-
Listen! Here b what II a4yD:
Come BY the AFs9 steamer. l Mlet
you 70 cone to ne. Thsreso.' And sOl
It IL signeA Your husband"
"HurTay!" shoutoa the two 81 mn.
But" she said. shaking her hosA
slowly. II shall not obey.
What! You-3eu won't enf.
gasped Nj. Riggs.
mol" she cF1el. the ring of Rt
unph II her votsv. She suldanly
clappsd her hands 70 her breast and
uttered : long, desD sigh Of Joy. mo.
shall not g 70 Nm"
The old men staf0d hslpleGsly willie
she sank llxuEtosssy into . chair and
stuck her little fo& out to the oro.
They felt their knees grow weak IN
der the weight q oAs1R suddenly inert
bodies.
"Dut, Mrs. Dros4 10 wants yuals
came almost - . U0aa from the liz
OF Mr.. Rigs.
She lighted . ci0vette. III he waists
me. Mr.. Riggs. let Aim como ana NJ
ne." she sail ssa1Dng : hong a3oul a
smoke toward The ceiling = oho ~
hack n the oAA4 and crossed hW
feet In absolute. 4ttir conteatnnt
He will come. my dear old frienAoe
oh. l am sure that - viii come.
"You-you doot know him, Mn.
Brood" lams1ted Mr.. Dawes. Heis
made Of steel. He"