The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1916-05-19

Jock Mccall IL secretly in love with
Amy Prentice, worker In his faith
er's mill at SILK city, Jeremiah Ne
Call. a stern iron -willed parent, dis
charges Amy when he discovers their
love affair and berates his son. whom
be has always kept on meager al
Cali in SILK city, goes To New York
Jock, hearing OF this.etakes $500 from
his fathers safe. considering II his
due for the work he has done In the
mill Gnd for which his father has not
paid him He leaves his father n
note telling the latter what he has
done.
He folded he scrawled note. en-
veloped and directed 1t. and laid IL
on the desk Then he glanced around
the dingy once i'm mute farewell to
all his old existence. His wandering
eye fell on the framed text on the
wall:
''rhe Wages Of Sin Is Death
"Is the sin mme9' ne asked him
self, as he left the room. "Or is il
his? G.. d alone car judge VS. both"
In less than half an hour he was
boarding a train for New York
For 81 solid week he searched the
metropolis. He spent a goodly slice
of his. stolen money on detectives,
who could discover nothing for him.
He advertised In the newspapers. He
made a round OF stores and factories
and agencics-all In vain.
One hot night, feeling AZ though
his brain would burst from utter ia.
tigue aud disappointment, he resolv'
ed 10 go to The iheaicr After the
performance he eft himself drift
aimlessly along in the stream OF
gaily clad pleasure-seekers who were
bound for cabarets AMI rathshellars.
Jock mad heard Of cabarets. al
though he had never set foot in one.
Moved by idle curiosity, he turned
In at garnishly Illuminated set 81
doors in the wake OF a PARTY of men
and women who were in evening
dress.
Once inside, he stood for me
ment confused by the lights and
music and the Jolly din OF the place.
His gaze roved in wcn0er over the
acre or 50 II tables, with their
groups Of women In daring decol-
lette, and their wooden.faced men.
And. all at once. his idle glance
was riveted at a table near the
doorway where he was standing.
Four peoeple were seated at 1.-TWO
women and their escorts. One Of
the women was large and famboy-
antly made UP and was flirting pom
derously with callcw youth who
leaned across, right lovingly, To
catch her every word.
The other couple were gray
haired, puffy faced man OF evident
wealth, and a slender young woman
In black evening dress. The gray
haired man sat facing the door. The
girls back was turned towards Jock.
The pose OF her dainty head, and
the bigh-piled yellow hair brought
a strange thrill 10 the outcast lad.
Scarce realizing what he did he took
an impulsive step or two forward
and halted at her side. The girl
looked Up.
Amy" gasped Jock, from be-
tween asben lips. Amy
She was dressed II: the extreme
fashion affected by women of GER
tain class. And there were jewels
OIL her fingers and mt her throat.
But. In spite of such amazing dis
guise, he knew her. Aud his heart
cried out 10 her in the inccherently-
spoken words.
AT sight Of his eager. wondering
face bending above her the girl
went deathly pale. Sunmoning all
her self control, she succeeded In
murmuring:
'T-you--it Ia a mistake. don't
know you
Don't know me-" he cried, in be
wilderment why, Amy, II
my name is not Amy" she inter
rupted, her frightened voice growing
steadier. IL don't know you. J.
with a quick motion he snatched
her right wrist end lifted II. On tho
outer side OF the hand was ragged
white scar.
Amy" he repeated. Amy"
With a little heartbroken cry, the
girl snatched away her wrist and
buried her fave in her hands, shud
dering from head TO foot.
Her escort, the big gray.haired
man. spraDg violently 10 his feet.
II don't know who you are" he
snarled at Jock, but you're break
Ing up my party and soaring my
sweetheart. Get ont of here or III
have you thrown OUT"
Soaring your-your sweetheart
muttered Jock, in horror. Your?
Jock" pleaded the weeping Amy
"pleasc go!"
Eyes" he assented, fercely, II will
go. And you will go with me. dear
Come"
Clear out, you measly rube!'
yelled the gray-haired man. who had
evidently been drinking considerably
more than he actually needed
you're annoying this lady"
This lady" retorted Jock, as go
ing to ~ my wife. Come, little
sweetheart" he added, his hand on
the girls quivering arm.
Your wire. eh7" sneered the man
"Not this trip, gonny. There are