Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-08-11


that the poor man could be saved to
her. think it's hard on Mary to lose
both lovers said that very intelli-
gent Mildred Summers.
They live just over beyond the
back gate. Suppose we all go and
put it up to the attractive Mary to
speak up and keep Buzz from the
danger of overwork a second time"
said a nice young gentleman with
what l considered a great intelli-
gence, but which caused much
laughter.
And at that suggestion which
caused the much merriment that
daredevil within Roberta, marquise
of Gree and Bye, again arose ana
commanded me to attention.
go, Robert Carruthers, and OBJ
tain that paper of statement from
that Mary, so that your chief, that
good Gouverneur Faulkner, does not
work in the night, which is for rest,
and that your beloved Buzz may not
again have to work in his afternoon,
which is for dancing. Go and find
that Mary as soon as this dinner is
at an end"
And what was it possible for me to
40 puI 10 answer lIlS VI
the daredevil person within me? All
of which l did. made excuse of my
self on account of a lie which involv-
ed my attendance on my uncle, the
General Robert, and departed after
/ had had but one nice slide with
the lovely Sue, but had obtained a
promise of one from Mile. Belle If
found it possible to return by the
hour of 10 o'clock.
After many inquiries in small
streets I was at last led to the home
of the Mary Brown. All was dark
within the very small house, but
upon the steps, in the light from the
moon and also a street arc, sat the
person that q man of whom L had
asked guidance said to be the woman
whom 1 sought She rested her head
in her hands, as had done that poor
human in the cage in that state pris-
on, and from her l heard the SOUNDS
of slow weeping.
What is it that I shall say to
her?" 1 asked of myself. And then
suddenly something answered from
within me from the same place that
had arisen that knowledge to spring
in between my Gouverneur Faulkner
and the bright knife l had not even
seen. That place is located in the
heart of Roberta, marquise of Gree
anu Dye anu llOl III llltll helA ~
Mary Brown" L said to her, with
all of the gentleness in my voice that
was commanded by my sympathy
for her, 'if person were going to
kill with a rope the man l loved L
would lay down my own life that he
should live. If you write one little
paper to say that he murdered in de-
fense of you the good Gouverneur
Faulkner will save him to you. Give
to me that paper"
GO 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 Timms to that Gouverneur
Faulkner" l said as 1 seated myself
beside her and extracted my note
book and pencil from the pocket Of
my overcoat where 1 had placed
them on leaving my room as is al
ways best, l deemed for 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 happen, it may
be, but that Timms is good man
and must live"
IT dassent. He told me not to,
Timms did"
IF a knife was aimed at Timms'
I, WOulu yOu hOl lllIOW SOuISGll
between him and its cut, Mary, even
though commanded by him not to so
save him?"
YES"
1.-The knife is aimed and here's the
paper by which you can throw your
person on that knife. Is it of such
| moment that it cut into your own
heart, that you stand and let it give
death to him?"
"I give upl 1 give up, mister! 1
can't let nobody murder him. Nobody
ever put it 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.
will 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 me
away from him. He had to bust
his head with O flatiron to make
him let go of me. 1 am q good
woman.
MARY BROWN.
Yes, good Mary, this will shield
Timms from that knife. feel a GER
tainty, and / will send for you and
see that you go to an interview with
him at 10 o'clock of the tomorrow
morning. And now good night, with
great respect to you for a brave
woman" I said as I rose to my feet
"Who are you, mister, that have
spoke to my heart like they amt no
body spoke to it's suffering yet,
though you amt said many words,
and them is curious-l ?" she asked
of me as prepared to take a hur-
ried departure.
1T am the secretary of the Cow
erneur Faulkner, Mary, and-and
know how women-love-me en-.
L"
you. God bless your sweet eyes.
Good night, sirl"
ITO be Continued)