El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1915-11-23
CHAPTER XIV.

TLONGED for my babies. Little
Peterkin added scrawIs to Annette's
letters. That competent nurse
wrote me long daily chronicles about
the condition Of my household. Peters
letters were Just frequent enough TO
Keep my family from tangible sUspic-
ion-but they were cold and brief.
The time for us TO separate had
cOme-2ud. though we both knew il.
neither Of US was quite willing to
write it. For the sake Of my parents,
whO mourned Mabel. their youngest
born. ! tried TO be cheerful. 1 earned
strength in the house of mourning;
but the blacklist gloom in all the world
was in my own house of mourning
my heart
In the topsy-turvy world of human
relationships no one dare ever Try 10
fOreteIl what another Individual viii
do.
In the pleasantly regulated world of
nature flower follows bud and fruit
follows flower with certain regular
ity; season after season comes in its
due time through all the cycles. there
is a wonderful security in the knOwl-
edge that a seed must come to LEAKAGE
in due time and that never viii figs
be gathered from thistles. There lies
the supremity n the awe inspiring
mystery of nature But human nature,
1 had tried 10 regulate il all according
to sequence and logic and growth
Evolution goes on through centuries.
But human being springs to full stature
over night as crisis helps him find
his sou
One morning the phone rang and
over the wire came Marian Farley's
voice. Mrs. DraytOn2 This is Marian
Marian Farley I'm at the White
stone and ] want to see you at once I
need your help. You've a lot to for
give me-will you do that anC Gomez
can't talk over the Wire
Connie GOe to Marian.
tNLN he WhnRa IN an hour Marian ~
said a quiet voice that surprised no one
more han Constance Drayton herself.
All the impulse Of hatred and Jealousy
and bitterness seemed gone Once 1
had been jealous OF Marian. hen I
had despised her for her weakness in
yielding TO drink Later she had told
me Of the hideOuS suspicion Of Peters
love for LenOre and had sent him the
letter that completed our estrange-
menL.
And now I was going quietly to the
milestone in answer to her I need
YOU ] had learned a bitter lesson
from Betty's attempt 10 wrest cOnsOla-
tiOn n satisfaction from life.
And this is what Marian Farley told
me an hour later, IL came in dis
jointed sentences-but / put them down
here in sequence. Nothing that 1 re-
piled matrered; Marian Farley had
fOund herself. and the discovery was
well worth making
Connie, everything that's gone TO
smash in the lives Of our little circle
goes back TO n thing I loved Peter
jealousy and I didn't get him. 1 hated
You for taking him from me and I was
glad when 7 thought LenOre was tax
ing him from you 1 think ] was mad
when I married Harvey and found 1
couldn't forget Peter.
And now il looks a. IL Betty's life
and yours and Jim's and everybOdy's
else were all smashed up Peters
wandering aroun New York with the
lOneliest. hungriest look. and that
pretty Kinney WOmans after him. For
heavens sake. Connie. go back and get
your man-he's yours The father or
your Riddles. Lenore Won't count
Mrs. Kinney won't count, nobody VIII.
If you'll just be a real wife and re-
member that Peters a boy and a man