Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-12-07
THE HOUSE OF MOHUN|
BIZ GEORGE GIBBS
Author Of "Youh Trum
Copyright, I9es D. Appleton C Co.
Bu GEORGE GIL
WHO'S WHO IN THE STORY

a. tOHHy = .
efhnologist and por reterdn, dniasea
6v changes in manners and customs
Drought out Jv the ,cdr. out mtey.
estcd IN Cherrp. Hts modest tundS
are tnvested ,cith her father.
UM MOHUN, selt.made financial
leader. Too busy TO think OF ms
chidrcn he lcores them TO
HRS. MOHUN. uho has succcsNuHv
cultivated thc social side OF tte.
BRUCE COWiN. motorcor sales
man. Of cnre-mdn type, Of rhom
Cherry imdgincS she is endmored.
BOB MOHUN. son. is a typicdI'V reck'
less Honngster.
GEORGE LYCETT, elderly chorus,
philosophi:in0 as the story dcretops.
JOIN CHICHESTER. mhom Mrs.
Mohun Would Ike TO call son iH- idw.
CHE glanced at him moment ns
~ though startled at his vchcmenc' and
then went on hurriedly.
To-day a thing happened which made
me desperate. Oh, you don't know how
long struggled with the temptation
not to come to you. knew that II
] didn't como I might yield 70 what
seemed inevitab,e-fnr they had pushed
go on hc EaSped hUSkiLN.
'This afternoon things ramo 10 Il
desperate pass. \ lot Of the dr's>maN'r:
have been threatening suit. tW" "i
them came to soc me today. one 'n.d
and unpleasant, tho other violently
disagreed able--women that had smrk"G
and bowed and ecraped and tla''er'H
not long ago. | had 10 promise ,h"'.
something-rhe money from II" NaI' "l
one of the machines which ! am TO Ee'
tomorrow. But it wasn't quito enough
so I began thinking of what els" conId
be sold or pawnod-I had It'll" money
left in bank--but not enough, 80
thought Of Muzzy. Sh" had. | Nn"W,
o small balance. Mnz2y was ont driN!us
with somebody. but go; IN" Keys 10 h'r
desk and found he" rhcrN-n book
She pausrl and took Il deep breath
lowering hcr tone trihc. "N"u Won't
wonder at my surprise, RaiA"s"S, shG
said quietly. "whcN | tell YOU thAt
found that she had a halanr, OF mor"
than eight thousand dollars
Sansrer started forward in bis chair
You mcan---t
John Chichester. said cherry
calmly. Shed borrowed ten thou
sand dollars from him. II was pay
ment--in advance--on mo
He was on his fc"t, his hands d""p
IN his pockets, striding UP AND down
the rug Silence. Just tn" s"s log
sputterng. David stared NJ II, lrown-
ing. But his very quiet, Sh" knew
was deep with meaning. At last Il"
took his hands ont OF his pockets ana
turned.
almost in whisper.
gh n
a shrug. AT first thought that shc
nirht have sold her pearls. But
found thcm-in her jewel bo1-a!So
her diamonds. Everything else was ar-
counted for. Besides-opposi'" thr
deposit entry was the one word scrawl"d
'loan.' "
Good God"
"Oh, don't think too harshiy Of her
try not to. Sh" has been SO hr'p''ss
30 desperate, poor dear. 80 terribly un'
happy over the failure of everything
that meant happiness---
CLEANLINESS - ho growlcd. 'whcr
shed throw YOU like bone to dog
81 don't know whether she asked hin
for it or whether h" Just offered IT,
she went on. But there 1t was.
was shocked. but was angry too
And I waited for MuZzy. there IN he'
room, the check book in my hand"
Her voice died away as thogh in
weakness at the memory Of what hac
followed the account of which wa!
brief but eloquent OF Alicia Mohun
shame and her own self -abasement.
II accused kcr OF it. Sh" denied it a
first. 1t was pitiable. She Couldn
think Of any lie that 7 could swallow
She admitted it At la>t--tn an agony
of tears and pioaItnHs. Sh" was Ter