New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1923-08-17
The Surprise That Greeted Madge
In the Parlor

nC 6uEIrIfei tltht SECNttu 'Ah1sst
In the Parlor
II told you so % Mother Graham's
voice rang out triumphantly as the
doorbell peaied. Il knew those cat.
tie across the road wouldn't let you
eat yonr dinner in peace. Where are
you GOING" as ! rose precipitately.
Cant Katie answer the door when
she finishes serving the dessert
They can wait minute or two"
I'm afraid they'll ring again" I
flung back over my shoulder as ]
dashed into the hall. Il don't want
them to wake Junior"
ats the Officers"
ITO think l never though of that"
My mother-in-law astonished ejacu-
lation came to me just as l swung
the hall door open. The young troop
err stood just outside the door In an
aplogetic attitude.
I'm sorry to disturb you, Maam,"
he said, but the Federal officers
come. and I've got to leave right
away. Could you come over long
enough to tell him what they have
QOIt uONH W tnt NltId6b dbUul t1tt
woman? He hasn't been down there
yet, You see, this man we're chasing
is our business, the Feds amt got
nothing to do with him, but this still
is theirs, and we haven't anything to
do with 1t as soon as they get here"
I'm wait for you" he offered gal
lantIy, and taking my coat from its
hook, went to the dining room for
a word of explanation before rejoin-
ing him.
'Ill be back in few minutes" l
said BE sure to keep my dessert for
me-
why can't they waltz" my moth
er-in-law snapped.
/ put up a warning hand
ITS the officers" | whispered sig
nificantly, and was rewarded by see
ing a quick change in my mother-in-
laws face.
"oh - she said Importantly. I'm
that case, of course"
| made hasty exit, not daring to
look at Katherine. ] had no desire to
have my Mother-in-law suspect how
irresistibly laughable as well as low
aDle Was nsI IcdCllOl " any SuS
Eestion of melodrama.
The young trooper held his fash
light to light our path and talked
volubly every step of the way over to
the house across the road By the
time we reached the door | had
learned that his buddy" was even
now listening to Jim's report of the
fugitive bootleggcr's fight, and that
as soon, as he had brought me to the
Federal officer, he and his buddy
were to take up the trail and press
on after the fleeing criminal.
] felt like traitor to law and or
der for holding my tongue, but l
reasoned speciously that ! had no Of
fetal connection with the case, no re-
sponsibility, and that nothing could
be gained by my revealing the little
knew. ! had enough experience OF
Harry underWood's resourcefulness to
be sure that even with any aid my
revelation of his completely might give
the troopers, there was no possible
chance of their finding him.
AS we entered the door, the young
trooper lowered his voice.
Say, excuse me, but what's your
name? 2" he asked, and when l had
told him, he accosted man standing
In the kitchen with hastily mum
bled: Meet Mis- Graham, Federal
Officer Farrell
After that, with no further words
save so long, folks" he gathered
up his belongings and went out into
the yard, from which few seconds
later came the sounds made by the
hoofs of a galloping horse.
Officer Farrell was a dark, stocky.
serious-looking man of perhaps forty
years. as great contrast to the rat
tle-brained young trooper as could |
well be imagined He used but few |
words in questioning me concerning |
the release of the woman who sat sui |
lenly staring at him, but those few |
were so well chosen, so directly to !
the point, that almost at once he was |
in possession of all the facts | had |
to give him. He stood thoughtfully |
looking into space for a long minute
after i had finished. and then threw
UP his head with decision.
A Startling Recognition
There's no use bothering you with
the responsibility for her." he said at
last, much to my relief, Il fancy
she'll not run away as long as her