Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1919-04-11

RSH5 4 III long way from Delng
poor yet" he countered. "Poor? Well,
| should say not! Can anyone call me
poor, with you and the baby, and
job, and roof over It all? Poorf
With me managing things? Nots
Cheer up, grille. and see what I've COX
for you. It's just a little something
for you to wear the next Sunday you're
able to go out"
She took the necklace and admired
it. Then she held out her arms IT, him.
you thoughtful. noble boy" she
whispered.
"oh, Cy. deari I forgot TO tell you.
The man was here today and turned
of the gas. He said the bill hadn't
been paid"
"Well, what stupid oversight on
my part I'll stop in there and make
them have It turned on again tonight"
How have things gone with you To-
day, sweetheart? Dear mel You look
completely worn out"
Fine :" he lied. and turned away his
face. Now I must GO and won't
leave you alone minute longer than
can help. Here is today's paper.
You can read 1t Tomorrow
He tossed the copy he had picked up
in the park upon the bed.
When the door closed behind him.
Jones collapsed. He was all in. Not
so. however. with Jones' spirit. 1t took
him. willy-nilly. to the druggists. the
rgroea,,c tba dafr1, and tho crac offfoa.
and it forced Jones to make the four
greatest talks" of his life.
THE grand smash for mine tomorr
row night" said Jones to himself. on
his way back 70 the house.
Half famiShed as he was, Jones man.
aged to control himself and to cook
his supper before he ate it. By the
time he had devoured it his whole be-
ing was shouting for relaxation and
rest. So, after rapid preparations for
the night, he sought his cot. which had
been set up in the little dining room,
stretched himself upon it, and immedi-
ately fell into deep sleep.
From a phantasmagoria of doctors.
sick persons, hospitals, babies, sour
faced men who refused him work,
house agents, tradesmen. children on
roller-skates, little girls who had lost
things. restaurants where he had eat
en- but could not pay, the police. jails,
and the like. he was released by a
cry from his wife. He awoke, and with
a bound was on his feet.
II was early morning.
"What is it, Helen, darling?" he
cried, as he rushed into the next room.
fear gripping him.
She was propped up by a pillow
and was excitedly reading the copy
of the newspaper he had given her the
night before.
my beads. Cyrus My beads"
she exclaimed. "Where did you get
them?"
He sat weakly down upon the foot
of the bed.
downtown" he faltered.
Ibid you buy them or did you find
them? ?" she questioned eagerly.
81 found them near Merry's on
Fifth avenue" he replied shamefaced-
~. certain that all his pertidy was now
discovered.
"Oh, splendid / just knew It'll
was certain of it. Here. read that"
He took the paper and saw:
100000 reward and no questions asked
upon the return of plain necklace of six
ty-nlne tesl rose-tinted pearls. recently
lost on Fifth avenue. Forty-second to
Fifty-ninth streets.
II. 7. LEFFINGwoLD. Hotel Shropshire.
"Helen. it can't be true," he gasped
as the two gazed at each other. wide
eyed "Let me see them. quick p
She withdrew the necklace from it's
hidin. place under her pillow.
His sleep-laden eyes frightened as
he beheld it. He examined the beads
carefully and counted them.
Pearls! r.
No doubt of it whatever in the light
of his present information.
Jones' homecoming on this day Of
al days was triumphal progress He
and his spirits We're making holiday.
When his latch-key again admitted
him he had receipts in full from the
doctor aud from his creditors of the
previous night.
There was also slip which record
ed the fact that he had paid two
months rent in advance, properly
signed by the astonlshed agent.
In the inner pocket of his vest there
was also. reposing snugly, bank.
book
WAS it true?' she called anxiousIy
as he entered. WAS it really and
truly true?"
AS true as ever was, sweetheart"
he answered chuekling. as he came
into her presence. And here Ia an
other present"
what, A handbook !"
Nothing less, my dear. And 1t re-
cords the wealth of Helen JONES'"
mot all of it," she answered, fiulhed
/ with joy. 1T is the very least of my