The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-01-19
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 Passing through the gate. Mrs Tins. lev trudged dt.wn the street to the ho- telland entercd at one of tke side doors Going into the office, she found sugart at tue desk looking over the register.
 How are you. Mrs Tinsley?" He greeted her in surprise, a blended look of sympathy and embarrassment set tlins on his face
 She pushed her bonnet farther back and leaned against the desk. How ard has q room here, believe" she said
 es, Mrs TinsIey; one flight up, to the right down the hall.''
 want to sleep. thar tonight if you have no objections she said. 'T-I want to be close to Howard and''-
 .sOh, 1t is all right.'' Sugart declared- Howard wfn be glad to have it occu- pied. I know, and we'll do all we can for your comfort Do you want to go up now If you do I'll show you my self
 He led herup to the room ~
 ssAnything can do for you ?''
 .sLf you see my hgsband please tell him not tp wait fer me, 2 she said. Tell i'm I'm goin' to stay in town fer
 All right, Mrs. Tins1ey, I'll tell him. He's on the street, and Iii find him and let him know,
 Mrs. Tfnsley had simple supper in fher sons room that evening and when it was quite dark she slipped out into the street
 The yard of the courthouse adjoin= ing the Jail was large. well shaded and grown with grass No one was there, and she passed through the gate and went in, seeking point from which she could see the window opposite her non's cell. She heard the gate click and moment later tall figure loomed up close to her. It was Abner Daniel.
 met Hiram driving out Abner began. He said you was goin' to stay ct the hotel awhile. called thar to see you They sent up to wore room and said you was out looked Sew eral places fer you an, finally come. here I've got my buggy ready. I want to take you back home. 2
 She took off her bonnet and as she twisted 1t in her hands he saw a grim purpose gieaming in her eyes. T yFonst go, she said I'm g0in f6 stay right here on this spot till sunrise. l know what I want. an want to do that. My child is up thar in eonfne- ment, Abner Daniel. ans I'm his moth er-that's enough to say-I, m his moth CT. You don't know how feel Not. Twin man or woman on this earth can have the slightest idea of it. Hi ram says thar's q hell. used to want to dispute it. won't a bit longer, not from this hour forth. fer ef this she raised both her hands and beat her breast tef this agony kin be put on a woman that cayn't tell w2Sartn she's sinned in all her life thar must be sonien' as bad set aside fer the wick ed. You are wise man, Abner Dan 1el, fer our day, an time The Bible speaks of folks that was advised to ctss God am die Tell me how to cuss i'm then tell me how to die's
 Abner hung fire a moment
 You can't cqss God. Cynthia Tins Ieys he answered sharply. No Itvin' creatur kin cuss God. Every hing that is is of God an from God, am ef you could cIIss God 1t would be God cussin nisse'f''
 She put on her bonnet and held out her hands wide apart. Her bonnet slid slowly backward and was kept from failing only by the strings tied beneath her chin. aAIl that keeps me from, cussfn' i'm is that this night hain't sure thar is sech a beih'. I have fought unbelief all my life, sayin' believed this an that fool statement jest to keep from standin' in the way O other folks that was seekin' salvati ton; but tonight know by nay own feelin's that thar is only one ruler that could torture folks as me an mine is bein' tortured, an that is the devil.
 Flush, hush! You must hush!'' Alb ner said softly.