The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1919-12-25

work, work, work, everlastingly to
work, like brute beast on an eternal
treadmill-like do?"
The man, too, had gone white. He
tore open the door and, with all his
might, threw the basket into the yard.
1t struck against the orchard wall, two
rods away.
ITO hades with 1t To hades with
the whole business Failures? Yes
all one rotten failure! Listen, you.
| failed in the old life, the old
business, because was crazy enough
to think a man could succeed and be
decent at the same time. I've failed
here trying to make hard work and
determination serve the purpose of
capital and the know-how-and with
the handspring of the whole effort
gomez
He paused for an instant. The wom-
an stared from the window. He went
on. "And If | failed what about you?
You're worse failure than | am.
God Almighty doesn't make brokers
and farmers men have to learn some
times they can't. But he makes every
woman potentially one thing-and
you failed, you failed utterly, shame
fully, at that thingl"
"What do you meanT The woman
was chalky to the lips; her head
shook as with the palsy.
you know well what / mean. /
mean the boy. When he came you
seemed to think you'd been picked
out and set apart TO be the mother
Of a god. You wanted the universe
to be run just for him. You'd have
put out the sun and let the world
stumble in the dark, If you could, to
keep it from shining in his eyes.
You codded him and squandered
money on him and kept our nose to
the grindstone And after all, what
was 1t you did for him?"
The woman stared stonily, without
words.
"Pll tell you what you did-you
robbed him of his chance. You made
q dollhouse thing of him. And then
wastreI, that frittered away in cub
designations the little stamina you
had left him. You hate this place.
the mans voice was thin and high
"this deadenlng, hopeless life that
neither of US Is fitted for. Well,
what brought us here but the way
you filled your Job as mother7
What but the desperate hope Of CIV
Ing him back the health your wretched
ordering Of his life had wreckedw
"And didn't it?' The woman's
breath whistled on the intake.
wouldn't he have been alive and
well today onPy for your wicked fol-
'ly? Didn't you All his mind with the
stIltcd, false theories you had sopped
up at second hand from politicians
bnllyhoO-that crazy thing you call pa
triotism? Was 1t anything but your
bad teaching that made him lie to the
doctors and cover up his history Of
tuberculosisf Don't you know 1t was
you, and nobody and nothing else, that
sent him over there to die, when here
he could have lived? Could have lived,
| tell you Listen" She strobe to-
ward him with blazing eyes. IF
spoiled the oy--you-murdered--
him !"
A wooden chair was just behind the
man. His hand reached out convul-
sivefy and gripped 1t by the back.
Then suddenly he slumped into 1t, Gov
cred his face with his hands and
groaned.
II could have stood anything but
that--did stand everything the
woman walled but oh, my boy, my
boyI" She flung herself down at
the table and sobbed dryly, without
tears.
There was heavy knock at the
door. The man, staring at the floor
made no move. The woman arose.
shook her head as II to free II from
some tangible ENHANCEMENT, went to
the door and opened L. 4 telegram