The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-10-22

DAY. You are afraid--ashamed that you
are afraid-and helpless in the face OF
your shame. .,... .... -.
Think of the splendid brave men who
shudder when you talk Of death. That
does not mean they would not fight n,
the thick OF battle or face epidemic It.
SER. thought. 1 was above terror-but
u gripped me once. This Is the story:
have come In to help you with your
mail. said Jimmy ono morning in June
Then he perched upon my desk--to the
detefrence of my work, rather than its
assistance.
Presently I came to a, letter which
des BcSar im &s: So me; 1t read;
learned that my husband is a convict
y SUI love him. What shall do? Yours
GLADYS HANSON. vervenca road
and Elm street. Bronx"
and Elm street, Bronx"
Here Is a letter that ought to shame
YOU out Of your quizzical attitude" said
!, handing II to J. B--but that shame
,ess one handed 1t back to mo with q
That's easy. Tell her to call a COP"
So I gave him Fairfax iecturel And
~ Jimmy took II very amiably, / re-
Tented at the end and issued an invita-
ton.
I'm going to see her now. Do YOU
want to come with me and see that Che
man gets fair play? Some OF my cor
respondents say I'm a little harder on
your sex than mine-as IL somebody in
authority ought not to try to give wom-
en- Just a little sduarer deal than men
set1for change"
..,,Notes Tor women!' shouted Jimmy.
Bronx" '
But We weren't. for just then in
walked Howard Barnes, city editor, with
an assignment for Jimmy, So 1 started
out alone. 1t might have made all the
difference In the world IL City Editor
barnes had not just that morning be-
come Interested in a certain banker'p
views on the Wall Street situation.
However. alone l went and more or less
alone 1 faced-my fear
Where. City and Country Meet.
The subway and 1 parted company at
Nth street. and then the elevated car
ried me on into the most distant regions
OF the Bronx. When l left the station
which 1 had discovered was nearest
to Vervenca road, i found myself in a
strange part of the world. A dusty road
with ,pebbled walks on either side Of It.
wandered along ahead of me with an air
OF indifference as to whether or no /
followed IL.
Eqhaly uninviting were the houses all
about CoWmuters had built up tiny
cd In the neatly shingled roofs and died
out In the untended gardens and I'M
sown grass plots. / seemed doomed to
wander on Indefinitely without coming
10 signpost or crossroad.
AT last two mon came into the
almost primeval solitude / was travel
ing. i asked one OF them IL he could
ten me when Mrs. Hanson lived. He
was an unusual looking man to be In
N nl NhA HE..e al
creature at his side. The most notable
characteristic 90 the man to whom
had spoken was strength. HIS was an
appearance OF .dauntlessness and in
domitable determination, mingled with
the clean cut. sinewy appearance OF a
ing;
der said he. But what do you want
OF Mrs. Hanson"
! fancied the man watched me with
actual misgivings when 1 turned into
the roadway leading 10 the Hanson
cottage. wondered what difference It
could make to them. but dismissed
That matter few moments later when
a girl who was charmingly pretty IN
spite OF red eyes and pallor opened
OF course. this was Mrs. Hanson, and
so great that at least five minutes
were wasted before / could get her TO
start, telling her story. ~.
Those five minutes we paid for very
dearly later on. -
We've only been married two
months. sobbed the girl at last. '.and
though George is devotion itself when
he remembers me-he seems to forget
me most OF the time. When ask him
what he's thinking about he always
says it's business-but he never tells me
what that business is.
oh. Miss Fairfax, l just can't bear
H. Yesterday he sent me out of the
room when a dreadful looking man
suspicious. l peeped over the banisters
and listened to what they were saying.
II love George. l adore him. but 1
can't face what's threatening now.
This Is what l heard him tell Doyle:
You NEEDN'T fear me. I did two years
in Atlanta prison and escaped
oh Miss Fairfax. what would you
do IL YOU found that the man you loved
the man you mad married-was an es-
capped convict?
81 would forgive my husband for what
he did before we met-but how can / en-
dure II II he goes back to the criminal
world from which he has risen?" cried
Gladys Hanson.
"Have you n right to think he Is re-
turning to the underworld" I asked
And then The unhappy woman told
husband had sent her out OF the way
IN order that he might discuss matters
OF grave import with the man whom he
called Doyle, the oavesdropplng young
wife had controlled herself and her
horror OF what she had overheard and
had gone of quietly to face the gltua-
ton. And so she had written to me.
On the very morning when ! came to
her. her husband had again ordered her
to leave him while he continued his
mysterious business. Again curiosity
had driven the wife to eavesdropping.
The Mystery of Mill Creek.
Hanson seemed attempting q, to per-
suade Doyle to take n certain course,
and when Doyle finally acduiesced II
was In the triumphant tone Of one who
has accomplished something marvel
Gus, The mans voice rose into tone
Of braggadoco, and this is what Mrs
Hanson heard; '"
"The chief will see you. He's over
back O. Mill Creek."
The young wife had hardly been abl0
to endure her curiosity as to what oil
OF this might mean.
"And just when ! thought I'd go
crazy from uncertainty and trying 10
figure Ii all out, you came" said she.
"And s0Nyour' gb,wband has. gone with
that man oysr to- place called Mill
Creek. eHh YOU direct mo 'thcre?" l
Mrs. Hanson Hanson Maid she could. and so
sfarfaH nm n 'inlIrnpv fTuupht with