The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-11-13

nounced Circuit insane, and re-
manded him, ward of the State,
to the private sanatorium OF Doc
tor Morris Underwood.
A fury of protest and abuse
broke loose upon the attorneys
head. Press and park agitator and
people jeered and shrieked and
threatened-for a day. The day
after, the Emmet-Orcutt tragedy
was forgotten by the public. The
Japanese had fired upon the Rus
slams at Port Arthur.
Gail did not read the war news.
She was still searching for men,
ton of lost man of unbalanced
mind and Vandyke beard. But day
followed day and no notice ap-
peared about the man she had
picked up from the curbing.
At last it was May.
Gall sat in the sun-parlor, over
looking the Hudson. Three
months-and all was we'll.
The Mamaroneck house, now
undergoing changes, would be
completed in another month. Soon
she would be by the Sound, in
house that held no memories of
her husband; for It was her own
castle, and one that circuit, by
mutual arrangement, had never
visited.
i And Kate Lorme, the friend she
loved best in the whole world,
would be with her.
A home free from memories,
her boy. her friend, and the blue
water!
Mammal"
The mother turned quickly, all
tenderness and love.
did you have a nice rider" she
asked, and kissed the uplifhted
face.
The boy rested hand on the
arm of her chair.
YES" came quietly. Then
"How old will l need to be before
can have a horse?" he asked.
Ponies aren't very frisky."
"Frisky enough for a boy Of
six, dear" She smiled, and kissed
him again. And you fed the
squirrels and pigeons?"
| YES"
| The boy leaned a little against
her knee and looked at her out Of
eyes whose lids were now partly
closed. His mother waited patient-
ly, knowing that his attitude was
the preliminary Of question that
he was doubtful about voicing.
He was longer than usual In
bringing himself to the point Of
actual questioning. He began ten
tatively:
Gregory likes to watch me
feed the pigeons-so do the nurse
maids-there are always nurse
maids and babies there. . .
Gregory talks to them, the maids
IA groom and maid don't have
to be introduced, you see. Today
they talked about--you know"
| His mother shivered. Would he
never cease talking about 1t? But
she explained, as she had so many
times before.
"Yes-but Papa didn't know
what he was doing, so 1t wasn't
wrong, only. sad, very sad"
"But you said man"
Eyes; Mr.. Lucas Emmett, one OF
his friends-so he didn't mean to
kill him, you see, dear"
"You-are sure. sure 1t wasn't
a-lady he killed? She-one of
the maids said that when l was
grown I'd be IA lady killer, like
my father-a lady-killer!"
"Hush!"
"Oh!" cried the child, fright
ened before the pallid Mamma
that had replaced the joyous one,
"A lady-killer is merely term
for a man that the ladies all ad-
mire.' explained the mother
shakily. ut is not a nice express
sion."
The child's worried expression
lifted. His governess had explain
ed the use of hyperbole-he being
prone, as children are, to take all
statements too literally-and she
had illustrated her lesson by ex.
amples from the servants use oil
the phrases "tickled to death,
J knocked senseless" and like ex
aggerations.
I'm glad Papa didn't kill q
lady," he said simply. Even if he
wasn't right in his head, it would
have seemed cowardly to hurt q
lady. Gregory says q man Is made
strong on purpose to support q
lady-he told one of the maids
that. The maid, her names Hilda
is real pretty. He's going to marry
Hilda. l guess. Anyhow, he asked
her and she said Yes"
"You listened!"
ooh, no! l just heard. They
always talk before me. She asked
him to get her a place here as
housemsld after they're married
And he said he would il he could.
Hilda's a nice girl, think"
The woman smiled tenderly
and drew the boy within hel
arms.
I'VE shall have to have Hilda.
III see."
Vance's laugh rang out merrily.
But 1t was because the smiles had
come to his Mammals face again.
A Broken Summer.