The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1922-04-18

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lilo turned over,
foci 7 ought to toll YOU now,
brforc leave this world. what I
never was able to tell YOU or any
one. The father Of my little baby
was Harold Twyning who used to
be in your office. We had been BE-
crotely engaged a very, very long
time and then he was In an officers
training camp at B~ournemouth
where I wns and I don't think !
quite understood. We were going
to be married and then he had 10
go suddonly. and then he was
afraid { o tell his father and then
this happened and he was more
afraid so that was now it al was
I do want you. please. Ga tell Hnr-
OLD that ] quite forgive HIM. only
/ can't quite write 20 him. And
dear M Sabre. ! do trust you To
~" with Harold what you have al
ways hcca with mo and with very
hod,- gentle, and understanding
things Goodby and may God bless
ana reward YOU Tor cvc and eVcr.
Effic
tie shouted again. "Ulo" He
cried again Into my hands Into
my hands' Into NY hnuds!'
~, abandoned himself TO % rath-
90 horrible ecstncv OF hate and nli-
sicu. Ills face bc'umc rather lur-
rihle to nrc llia face became rur-
w. aud hintk aud kuuttod. aud the
veins on hiH forehead black ne
cried aloud. Harold Harold
Two ntug' THNrinE'" u. rather
hpuilly mimicked TvAuluE "HIr
uli'a such % good boy HUrpln'f
such 90 good, Christian model boy
Uurold's never said 90 bad word or
had % Itd thought Hlruld's such
20 good huy tie cried cut tinr-
uida such 20 hlaokruard, iiaguil's
such u l~l1rEEuurl' 4 blnckEuarl
% fHn ruu uf a Nilc, infamous. ly-
inr p'riurcd blackEuarl"
Ills passion and his hate sur.
mouHto1 HiR voice Ito chuked lie
pIrFc,l up hin stick and went with
ffuutl, hons To the door Ito cried
aloud. Rrittinr Ills teeth upou b..
IN cram tho letter down his
throat. iI cram the letter down
his tirosu IN take hlm Nv tho
neck IN bash him across the face.
And Ill the letter down his
throat"
The cab driver was resting ON his
hos with ~uurposeful and mNuTinua
rcft Sabre waved his stick ut him
ana shouted 20 him. "~Fortuuc's Of
Ice iu Tidhnrough Hard as you
can tie wrcnchcd open the door
and rot iu In q moment. the start
led horse scarcely put intp motion
hN its startled driver. he put his
head and arm from tho window
and wa uut on tho stop stop
stop let me ID I've something
.o get
lie son again into tho house and
bundled himself zap the stairs and
INTO his room Al his bureau he
took a. drawer and WreurheI %
open 500 that b Camt out jon his
hand awning on tho sockets Of its
handle and scattered IT, contents
ulou tho floor one article tell
heavily. His service revolver. lie
grabbed d up aud d-opprd or his
hands and knees, padding eagerly
about after scattered cartridges A.
he searched his vote. went harshly.
Hes bounded me 90 he'll. At the
very Eatcf OF he'll I've cot him. got
hin. and iu have him by the
throat and hurl him lu," He broke
open the hrccch and Jummed the
cartridges On. counting thcm. zone.
two, throe. four five. siN!" lie
snapped up the hrccch and iammed
the revolver Ia his Jacket pocket
Tie went Scrambling down he cried.
III cram the letter down ht,
throat. When he's spraying. whor
hs's LOOKING perhaps IIl out with
my gun and drili him. drin him Zoe
the dog. the dog that he is."
lie was arrived lie was here
Into nav hands, Into my hands
tic passed into tho office and swift.
~ az he could go up the stairs. ~,
encountered no one. lie came 4,
Twyning's door and pat his hant
upon the latch. Immediately. an,
enormously. ao that FOR a momcn
he was forced to pause. the pulls
broke out anew la his head. KNOCK
knock knock. Knock. knock
! knock curse the thing Ncvo.
mind. In: In At him
lie went iu.
ON the Ieft. at the far end OF m,
room. TwyinR rat ~ his desk. ~
was crouchcd at his desk. His hcu,
wax hNfltu m us hhhdH At M
elbows vivid upon the black ox
, pnnsc Of the table. lay a torn en-
volope, dun rod.
Sabre lhut the door aud lennt MI
, stick against me wall by the fire
lie took the letter from his poke
aud walked across aud stood owe
; Twyning. Twyning had not hear,
him, He stood over him aad iouk
ed down upon him. Knock. knock
2 Knock Curse tho thins. Thor
was TwyninE's neck. that brow
strip between his collar and hi
head, that In "a minute hc wouli
catch him by
No. seated thus he would catcl
his hair and wrench him bnck an,
cram his meal upon aim KNOCK
knock. knock. Curse the thingi
He said heavily. "Twyning
ITwyninr I've come 10 speak to yol
ahNut your SON
TwyninE slightly twisted his fac
In his hands 80 ~ 20 glance up a
sabre. HIS face was red. He sal,
alive In such areas as might have boel