The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1921-05-19

"My Goodneses, Reggie, You Look
Awful"
awful" she said, coming to his side.
'sTell me, child, what's the matterT'
There's matter enough" faltered
the boy. IF you don't want me ar
rested like that man today, then give
me some money to get out with"
He dropped his head, and for mo-
ment she stood staring at him. Then
her mother-heart relaxed, and she
sank beside his chair.
Darling" she crooned, darling
boy. 60 to your Cousin John and tell
him all about it. He will forgive you
and help you"
The boy bounded up, maddened be-
yond endurance.
"Great God," he cried, 'he'd box
me up for ten years! No, no, you've
got to help me get away from Ithaca.
I must have money"
"Wait," said Mrs. Curtis, and she
hurried from the room.
When she appeared before Doctor
John in his office, he arose hastily.
"What's the matter, Sarah?" he
asked.
"John," she entreated, forgetting to
raise her handkerchief to wipe away
her tears, 81 must have some money
tonight. A lot of it,"
,"For Teggie?' doomed forth Pend
dlehaven.
eyes, he's sick, and want to send
him away, John. Oh. You can't re-
fuse me this, you simply can't"
"Going away doesn't seem to help
your son any, as 1 see," answered the
doctor. Gle might better stay home.
Wait till 1 tell you something, Sarah"
he went on with wave of his hand
to stop her plea. "You are running
that boy. Three-quarters Of the time
you don't know where he is, and he
drinks like fish"
The woman knew what her cousin
said was true; but the money she had
to have. Yet she dared not confess
what made it necessary.
"But this time, John," she wept
brokenly, hell 60 to place 1 send
him. He's promised he would. John,
you must help me-"
Pendlehaven sat down and took up
the book he had been reading.
II refuse to hand out any more
money for that boy" said he. LET
him stay awhile, Sarah, and see how
that works out. No. no, there's
no use of your begging me, I refuse
absolutely"
Mrs. Curtis fled away almost dis
tracted. If she should see her son
taken to prison like Devon had been
that afternoon, it would kill her. And
how could she face him without
means to help him escape! If she
could only gain admission to Cousin
Paul! He had always been the more
tender hearted Of the two.
For a while she walked up and
down her room, wringing her hands.
She was in a state Of terrible anxiety
when Katherine came in.
"He's got to co." repeated Mrs. Cur
tis, after she had told the whole story
to her daughter. "He says he'll be
arrested if he doesn't and has made
me promise not to tell John. Oh, If I
could only get to Paul."
"No one but that girl is allowed
near him." flashed back Katherine.
"By Johns ORDERS" supplemented
Mrs. Curtis.
Katherine's lip curled.
"Then why not appeal to her.
mamma? Perhaps she'd reach the
ears of his majesty, the Lord AL
mighty" said she.
"Oh, Katie, don't be horrid,"
sobbed her mother. "You know very
we'll I couldn't ask him through her."
''Then what I'll you do?'' demand
ed the girl "You say Cousin John
won't help Rege and you refuse to
ask the girl to ask Cousin Paul. Then
what will you doW
"You ask her, Kathie," said LIKE
Curtis, in coaxing tones.
Katherine tossed her head.
"You've got a nerve to send me 20
her for anything," she shot back u
WILL not"
Mrs. Curtis came forward with
trembling footsteps.
"Not for your brothers sake? Oh,
Kathie, dol"
"No. WON'T" said the girl. $50
just don't ask me. Reggie's not my
son, and l haven't any sympathy for