Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1917-02-15

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"Thers are just two things that are tn
duty Of women, Mary"
steps, in the light from the moon and
also a street arc, sat the person that
a man of whom | had asked guidance
said to be the woman whom | sought
! She rested her head In her hands, as
had done that poor human in the cage
in that state prison, and from her
heard the sounds of slow weeping.
"What IL 1t that | shall say to herr
| asked of myself. And then sudden
ly something answered from within
me from the same place that had aris-
en- that knowledge to spring in be-
tween my Gouverneur Faulkner and
the bright knife l had not even seen.
That place is located in the heart OF
Roberta marquise Of Gree and Bye,
and not In that daredevil.
MARY Brown | said to her, with
all Of the gentleness in my voice that
was commanded by my sympathy for
her, IF a person were going to kill
with a rope the man | loved l would
lay down my own life that he should
live II you write one little paper to
say that he murdered in defense OF
you the good Gouverneur Faulkner
will save him TO you. Give to me that
paper"
eco away she moaned as she shook
her head and cried into her arms.
See, Mary. Here is the pencil and
the paper to write the words Of life
for Tfmms to that Gouverneur Faux
ner," | said as | seated myself beside
Der and extracted my notebook and
pencil from the pocket Of my oyercoat
where | had placed them on leaving
my room as is always best, | deemed,
for a secretary There are just two
things that are the duty of women
Mary-to bear men and to save them
Save yours now, Mary. Much will hap
pen, 1t may be, but that Timms Is
good man and must live"
II dassent He told me not to.
Timms did"
IF a knife was aimed at Timms
heart, would you not throw yourself
between him and its cut, Mary, even
though commanded by him not to so
save himT'
Yes"
The knife is aimed and here's the
paper by which you can throw your
person on that knife. Is 1t Of such
moment that 1t cut into your own
heart, that you stand and let 1t give
death to him?"
Il give up. give up, mister! !
can't let nobody murder him. Nobody
ever put 1t that way to me. Give me
that paper and let me git to him fer
jest one minute tomorrow" she made
answer to me as she seized the paper
and pencil and began to write with
the paper spread beside her upon the
step
"Wil that do. mister?" she asked
with anxiety. On that paper she had
written
Hen Timms had locked me in the room
and was attacking me when Gabe broke IN
and got mo away from him. lie had To-
bust Ills head with a fiatiron to make him
let go OF me. am go9d woman.
MARY BROWN
yves. good Mary. this viii shield
Trims from that knife. feel GER
tainty. ana viii send for you and see
that YOU 80 10 an interview with him
at 10 o'clo X cf the tomorrow morning
And now good night. with great re-
spect to you for brave woman"
said as | rose to my feet.
'Nho are you. mister. that have
spoke to my heart like they amt no.
body spoke to its suffering yet, though
you amt said many words. and them
is curious like?" she asked OF me as ]
prepared to take hurried departure.
IL am the secretary OF the Gouver-
neur Faulkner Mary. and and know
how wonren-love-men. T.
II bet many Of EN- have loved
you. God bless your sweet eyes.
Good night. SIR
And with those kind words from the
poor female. who was beginning again
to sob, hut with another motive in her
weeping. took my departure down
the strcet-or up-I did not know In
just which direction had the in
tentlon OF returning to the house of
the party 10 obtain the cherry. which
had left standing before the door,
aud in 1t convey the message TO my
Gourerneur Faulkner that should
bring relief TO his anxiety. but ! soon
found that I had lost myself upon
streets that had never seen before.
What was Il that ] should dog My
heart suffered that my GOuverneur
Faulkner si,,su.I rof knpH the relief