The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-02-13
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He had gone as far as his voice
would take him. A sob rose in his
! throat. He flung himself into ! chair
and buried his face in his arms.
She was beside him--ol, ,hor knees
her face working with motion,
her chin Quivering.
Brother, dear, what's come over
you? Where's my light-hearted Jim
my?' Her voice broke. She stop
ped abruptly to wipe away her tears
J and regain her composurc. 1t was
Jimmy who was br0ken-who must
be comforted.
/ "Jimmy," she said finally. II be-
licvc this is all going to come out
right in the end. It's only q ques-
ton of waiting a little while. You
don't see my side Of 1t. My pride,
Jimmy. II I change my course
have no pride left, and Jimmy, dear.
If a woman brings no pride to her
husband she brings nothing clsc."
He looked up. rs it pride, or stub
bornness? No. no--now wait" He
closed her mouth with his finger.
isis. know now how Barry feels.
There's q girl. {. Is. Stubbornness--
my stubbornness. although I called
it pride at the timc--scems to have
| lost her 10 me.
| He rose to his feet. "Janct, VIC
spoke moment ago of tragedy. The
greatest tragedy Of all is to miss the
happiness that is in your grasp
Jimmy left the train the next
! morning in Mansfield in q slow but
steady downpour Of rain that driz-
zlcd down from low, lcaden clouds.
| tn hse~ snA ~ hno l0,,a IA
O'Dav was off duty. and Jimmy told
the chief of the action that had been
taken by the district attorney in
Grafton.
! "All right, when VIC get official
confirmation, we'll prefer minor
charge against. this Olga Maynard
and release her on BAIL" said the
chief.
"Bail? Where arc we going to get
bail? She hasn't any friends. 1
haven't any money"
It'll have to be done, Rand"
"Wait nlinutc," said Jimmy. He
picked up the telephone; and gave
a number. Mayfair Hotel" he ask
cd. will you give me Thomas Fo-
garty's room?"
'sAnd so, Mr.. Fogarty," Jimmy
was saying, half an hour later, they're
holding her for bail. In a way you
got her into this scrape, although
not Intentionally. They tell me you
go bond for people quite frequently.
Why don't YOU put up the bail for
her?
Fogarty flung away his cigar. GAIL
right. Rand, I'll do it. I'll 60 down
there and take care of it right now"
! He put on his coat and hat and
followed Jimmy out Of his room.
As IL the weather were not piser-
able enough, the day that Jimmy
spent in his search for work was
even worse. He tried office after Of
flee. 1t seemed to him that he an
He tramped weary miles and met
nothing but disappointment.
He tried the automobile agencies,
advancing his qualifications as q
successful salesman back in Grafton.
But, they told him, they didn't need
statesmen; they needed customers.
Night came and he was tired and
hungry. He would cat something
warm, he told himself, and then 60
home to hot bath and his bed. He
would feel better in the morning.
He was about to turn in at a cheap
restaurant when he suddenly stopped
short, worried look on his face.
He frowned.
whats the matter with mc?" he
said aloud. whats worrying me p
| He stood for moment or two.
thinking. then entered the restau-
rant. He ate = hurried meal, top
ping it off with two cups of steam
ing coffee. He lit cigaret and
started for home. Outside the little
restaurant group of hangers-on-
eyed him curiously. He darted them
hostile glance and moment later
stopped short again and cursed.
"Now why did / do that?" he NUT
tered. "Just like . little boy with a
chip on his shouldcr!"
/ The rain: whipped along now on
rising wind. chilled him. His inces-
SAINT tramping all day long had soak
head to meet the wind.
He was perhaps block or two
from his rooming house when again
he stopped. Some sixth sense
some watchdog in his mind-seemed
to warn him of impending trouble.
He looked back Of him. There was
nothing in sight. am as nervous
as an old woman" he growlcd
; angrily.
Just in front of him was q street
intersection, the last corner to be
turned on the way to his room. As
he made the turn he paused to lis
) ten, but only the q,owling Of the ris-
ing gale could be heard.
He swore. "What's the matter
with me?" He had that strange hot
and cold sensation that men often
experience when . crisis is to be
met.
Again he listened, straining his
ears, and this time he heard sound
"a quite definite. sound like a foot
step-some distance down the street
behind him. He stood quite still for
moment, then nc pressed himself
flat against the building and waited
Ito Be C0ntinued)