The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1922-04-04
wealth AND POVERTY
ON SELF SAME QUEST
TWO WEARY HEARTED MOTH
ERS ARE SEEKING THEIR
MAYNARD SONS.
ONE COMBS NEW YORK
The Other Will Search the Great
Wide West. Two Examples in Diff
ferent Walks of Life That Show
What Mother Love Is.

ferent Walks of Life That Show
What Mother Love Is.
NEW YORK, N. "a mother,
cultured and refined, with all the re-
sources at her command that immense
wealth can give her, today combed in
vain the dark, ill-smelling Bowery for
her lost son, heir to a million.
At the same time another mother
worn by i'll health and hard work, put
together her few threadbare clothes
and with firm confidence prepared to
start into the. west to find her boy.
The first mother, Mrs Duffield, of
Chicago, has almost lost her faith. For
eight days she has hunted. Today she
visited the haunts of the wrecks who
have failed in the battle of life and
dropped out of sight into the cauldron
known as the Bowery. But she failed.
The second mother, Mrs. Mary
Whitaker, of Henry street, is supreme
in her confidence. Her boy is some
where in the west, and Tuesday, in
accordance with her announcement
early i'll the week, she starts out OF
New York in poor bedraggled motor
car which she bought with her saw
ngs carrying everything she owns, and
ready to back her belief against the
hardships OF the road.
Mrs. Dufield, whose Hyear-old
son, Gordon, rebelled against social
life in Plainheld, n J., and fed to the
Bowery, let her presence be known
here on arrival and the boy responded
with telephone calls. But always, at
ter telling her he would come to see
her failed. Tonight his mother APP
peared on the verge of breakdown
and feared approaching illness would
force her TO return home tomorrow.
She picked up her search today at the
point it left off last night, when tel
ephone call from her son was traced
to a drug store on First avenue. Frail,
still youthful in appearance despite the
worry she has experienced, she enter
ed squalid rooming houses, rubbing
shoulders with unkempt men, some OF
whom leered at her. She never finch
ed. She mingled with the hotsam and
ietsam of ABowery life, asking If any
one had seen a boy of hve-foot-nine,
dressed in faded blue suit.
At one restaurant she was told that
boy answering the general descrip-
ton of Gordon had washed dishes
Ithere-up to yesterday. At a squalid,
Us cents a bed rooming house, not
more than two blocks distant she was
informed that youth who might have
been Gordon had slept there-up to
last night.
At another restaurant sleepy
habitue reused himself enough to tell
the mother that kid like that guy
was down ter the copper union" but
at copper union, which for eight days
has been the center of her frantic
search, there was no sign of the boy.
HE wants to be good to me; |
know he does" she said. Il cannot
believe he wants to make me suffer.
He may be starving. | know he has
no money. If he would only come and.
see me-"
And Gordon with an air of bravado,
breezes into a pay station telephone
different one each night-calls up
his mother, calls her mons" promls-
! es to go at once to her hotel and see
her-and each night leaves her to sit
with eyes glued on a door which never
opens.
The Other Case.
In a Henry street tenement, diff
! ferent scene.
A few days ago Mrs. Whitaker told
/ her neighbors that at last she had put
away enough pennies to make possible
| her Journey into the west and tonight
she was pushing forward with her
plans Just as determinedly as if the
west was only as big as Central park.
Four years ago, in Oklahoma City,
! she separated from her boy, Sidney
who is two years older than Gordon.
| The lad drifted up to the wheat belt
and his mother to New York.
| Seated in her dingy tenement, up
three flights of stairs, she told a news
| paperman that when she drives out of
| New York Tuesday with just a few
gallons OF gasoline in the tank of her
car she first is going to strike out for
Kansas City.
For it was from Kansas City that
Mrs. Whitaker last heard from her
son. Later she received word from an
employment agency in Sapulpa, Kan,
! that a boy resembling her son, had
signed from there for work in the
Kansas and Missouri wheat belt. So
after Kansas City, Sapulpa.
q can find him." she said 81 know
I can because know it in my moth
er's mind.
you see this picture. 1t is the last
one ever had of him. am taking
it with me. Somehow when | see it
feel more certain he is going to be
waiting for me"
The heart of Henry street goes with
/ IL IL
be given her, for although the neigh
they are gathering those that can be
spared.
1u0nnAN WHO STOLE