Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-09-09
the WOMAN NE MARRIED
BY JANE PHELPS.

the house needing paint, etc Dicks
known position in the small town
bank, where salaries were neces-
sarily small. etc.
"Have you any enemy who
would try to frighten you?" he
asked Dick, after we had told him
Of our efforts to find Junior, and
that all had failed.
NO" Dick replied, then: "San-
derson made threats when he found
I discovered his defalcation."
But he's in New York, so I
heard"
"Oh, Dick, do you suppose he's
taken Junior? And will he hurt
him, do you Think"
even IL he has taken him
which I doubt" Mr.. Peabody re-
piled, IT am sure no harm will
come to him. Sanderson has two
or three children of his own, and
a man who has children isn't apt
to harm them"
That's So" mother broke in
But what could he hope to accom-
complish by king Junior? He
certainly wouldn't want to keep
him"
"If 1t is sanderson, his sole idea
may have been to brighten you,
cause you anxiety. 1 hate to think
it is he. That he would be so vim
dictfve after I had been so lenient
With him. But we must do all we
can to find the boy as soon as pos
sible. We can't be sure Sanderson
has anything to do with his dis
appearance unless someone has
seen him."
We didn't try to go to bed, Dick
and I. although we pade mother
lie down. Dick practically spent the
night in the street, every motor car
that he heard he would rush after
and ask IL anything had been seen
OF a runabout holding a man and a
small boy. The officer, too, was
keeping up his search, and the
nearby towns had al been notified
to watch for the stranger.
/ made strong coffee and we
drank some two or three times dur
ing the long night when our hearts
were racked With agony, but neith-
er of us could eat anything. With
the day came renewed hope. Some
accident might possibly have kept
the man from bringing Junior
back. We said to each other, cling
Ing to any straw that promised his
return.
Mother insisted we eat a little
breakfast, and to please her /
choked down few mouthfulls of
toast. Then we took up the nerve-
racking watching and waiting
again. The men in the bank helped
US all they could. searching the
town thoroughly, but without re-
suit.
View fairly combed the place"
one of them said, "even a little
piece of woods on the outskirts had
been thoroughly gone over foot by
foot"
Mr.. Peabody excused Dick from
his duties at the bank, and we spent
another horribly anxious day. Tele-
grams from all the towns through
which the car might have passed,
from the railway stations brought
only one response: Nothing had
been seen Of the kidnaper.
It was once more dusk. and we
three, mother, Dick and I, sat hope
lessly quiet. scarcely daring to
speak for fear we would break
down. Each of us tried to keep
our fears quiet for the sake of the
others. But I knew the same
thoughts were in all our minds-a
wonder If Junior were still alive, IL
something dreadful had happened
him, II we ever would see him
again.
Finally Dick exclaimed:
Il can't stand this any longer. I
must do something or go mad!"
That's just the way I feel" I
returned, rising as he had and fol-
lowing him to the door.
but what can we do? Any of
us2 mother added, also coming
with us. We had sat SO still, been
30 quietly ,apprehensive. that the
very motion helped In sort of way
to relieve the strain.
Without answering. Dick flung
the door open and strobe out into
the night. started to follow when
! heard him exclaim. He came
running back. a bundle which il
knew to be Junior In his arms.