The Democratic banner. (Mt. Vernon, Ohio) 1898-192?, 1922-06-06
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By CLARA DELAFiELD


that was not her fault, because she
was not quite one herself. Amy Trem-
lett's father had been prosperous
lawyer, but, when he died, mtestate
and bankrupt, she had 10 work for q
living. And, being a homelOving body,
she deliberately chose domestic serv-
Ice.
She chose It because she liked it,
and there was no one in the world to
dispute her decision. Mrs. Armiger
Brown admitted Amy was the best
cook in the world, the best girl she
had ever known. She was that hid
den treasure, the Perfect Maid. She
| thought her q superior girl. But-a
lady? Well, Mrs. Armiger Brown was
not quite
Years had disguised her common
origin. Mr.. Armiger Brown was
stock broker, and their son, Howard,
had just left Princeton to enter his
fathers Office. The mother ruled the
roost. She was very proud Of her son,
very proud Of their home and money,
| their Cur, their friends-of course 1t
never entered her mind that Amy
Tremlett could be n lady.
The fear Of losing her was always
with her. Amy was devoted to her,
her husband, and Howard, but-maids
marry. And 1t was about a month
after Amy's arrival, that Mrs. Armlger
Brown thought she detected her In an
incipient Irritation with the iceman.
"Er--Amy," she said, 81 don't want
| to interfere with you, but l suppose
you know that man who comes with
the ice is an ex-convlct? Yes, his EN-
ployer belongs TO IN association for
helping released prisoners. You won't
whisper q word about 1t, of course,
but 1 thought you ought to be told"
The bakers man, who next seemed
interested in Amy, was a different
proposition. Everybody In the town
knew young Hamlin. But Amy was a
newcomer. Mrs. Armiger Brown took
the occasion to look in ut the bakers
shop one day.
II told my maid to order rolls in
future" she said to young Hamlin,
but she gets more forgetful every day.
Poor thing, don't blame her, though;
she's worried about her husband"
"What did you say, Mrs. BROWNE"
asked young Hamlin, bristling.
II said," snapped Mrs. Armiger
Brown, who did not like to be ad-
dressed as plain "Mrs. Brown" "that
the poor child's worrying about her
husband. You see, he's In the peni-
tentiary, and she has the two children
to support, and 1t gets on her mind.
Don't you say word to her about 1t;
i nobOdy's supposed to know"
The bakers man and the iceman
left their freight without dalliance,
and Mrs. Arminger Browns spirits
rose. But the third danger loomed up
presently in the shape Of a mysterious
character who used to engage Amys
evenings off. And Mrs. Armiger Brown
could learn nothing about him.
Amy, who is that man you meet In
the evenings?" she asked her.
Amy cOlored. "Oh, just friend,
Mrs. Armiger Brown" she answered.
There was nothing more to be said.
But Mrs. Armiger Brown watched
Amy. This was really case Of love,
she decided. Amy looked SO very
spruce and lovely when she set out in
the evenings for her unknown destina-
ton. Mrs. Armiger Brown noted the
color In the girls face and decided
that this latest amour must be stopped
at any cost. She resolved to follow
her. ;.+, ,tt4. 's'itt.ii
She did so. She trailed her one
warm, dark night in the summer to
Riverside park. Amy descended the
slope toward the river, sat down on q
seat, and waited. Mrs. Armiger Brown,
not very far away, presently heard a
mans footsteps approaching. A dim
figure appeared and Amy sprang to
her feet with a little cry. and in an
other moment she was folded In his
arms.
Mrs. Armiger Browns blood ran
cold. This meant the loss Of Amy.
She would never get a maid like her
again. Terror gave her supernat-
ural cunning, and she edged forward
softly among the trees, until she could
hear what the lovers, side by side on
| tuC OCxsSh i4OWS WCio ouy luSs
II think she suspects something
darling" Amy said in a low voice.
"And after those tales she told the
bakers man and the iceman, she'll
stop at nothing"
The man laughed. "You did throw
her off the scent nicely about those
men," he laughed. "POor mother
She's 80 blind"
"MOther!" With q strangled cry
Mrs. Armlger Brown sprang forward
to look into her sons face.
Howard |" she cried in amazed fury
Amy! You'll leave the apartment to-
night-this very night. OF all the out.
rageOus wicked things"
I'VE can't be married till tomorrow
Mother" said Howard, politely. "Sc
you'll really have to let Amy stay
overnight. It would be such scandal
II you turned her out at this hour OF
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