New Britain herald., 1927-05-28
e MY SONS SWEETf1E4ARTS BY Ida AhGZone Gibson :

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youth to minister to baby-a that develops upon the
woman-al that is mine.
"However-wit sigh she became, if not resigned at
least representative got to through with it. but want
you to know Wynne that do not want this baby and III
be reconc!ed to the role of mother
You should have thought about this three ago,
when you married me, Anne
ts\V1ELL did not. Why, hardly thought of myself in
wanted to be your sweetheart and only thought that to
marry you would be continual love making under the
of the church and appreciation of society.
Nov look at me! This is what have come to-some
thing ugly and unlovabe, who longs for you and
yet who would hide away before your very while
stand there might be the symbol of the perpetual
lover
Phillip Wyne Tracy III felt the blood rush up to his
sleek dark brown hair 1t was going to be deucedy hard
get away and yet it almost physically impossible to
stay here all the evening with Anne especially when she was
in this frame of mind He wondered how he would tell her,
Fortunately unfortunately, his wife seemed to notice
for the first time that he had changed to his dinner coat.
you not going to leave this evening are you.
Wyme? she asked coming forward ana putting her hand
his shoulder though she would hold him against
his will.
Gently Wynne Tracy Embossed his wife's hand 81 am
sorry, Anne but have got to There some very in
uental banker clients in town and know they always
expect to be entertained.
For the life of him he could not meet her and to
this cowardce and make his CASUAL he
brought Annes hands up to his lips and kissed them, one
after the other Annes hands were always beautiful even
Violently those kissed hands pushed his away. GO,
before tell you what think of who leaves woman
in my condition to bear all her suffering in loneliness
for must know that unreasonable hope when
come back you will be in pleasanter mood He started
forward to kiss her. but Anne Tracy had turned
from her husband and she did not he went out and
shut the door noisily
Call the nurse she said to the maid who made her APP
pearance the minute Mr. Tracy had left
Give something to make me sleep" was her curt
direction to the white clad who instantly prepared
dose of nelvine
Leave me, both of you,' Anne's next command.
"But, madam, demonstrated her maid.
Both women silently left the ROOM Anne threw herself
the bed in passion of sobs all the while tearing at the
velvet and the lace of her negligee.
The sobs grew fainter shortly and her hands less de-
structive as the sedative began to take effect.
Anne Tracy sat up in bed For moment she could not
tell where she peal of thunder that had seemed to
shake the foundations of the house still reverberang in
the distance and agonizg pain that had been convusng
her body was becoming less tortullng.
CHE was not sure whether the pain the shock of
~ the lightning that had awakened her
Beside the bed her telephone tinkled.
Nervousy she picked it up and put the receiver to her
"Let ME speak to Mrs Phillip Wynne Tracy, excited
voice commanded
This is Mrs. Tracy speaking"
Mrs. Tracy this is the Morning Tribune. Have you
heard nothing from your husband in the last few hours
NO. not since he went out to entertain some guests at
dinner
Then we have some very bad news Tor YOU there
slight hesitation at the other end of the wire.
Eyes, yes, what is it ~
"Your husband Mrs Tracy, was killed about ten min
utes ago by tree which had been struck by lightning fall
ing him. By strange coincidence his directly
der when it fell the Pneurst road just this side of the
Pinehurst Roadhouse."
Queer what fantastic tricks ones brain will play upon
at such tme Anne did not think for the moment of
her dead husband; instead she thought of the visiting
bankers and asked quite calmly: "Was any else hurt"
eyes, Mrs. Tracy. Mrs Sabra Wexford also killed.
We have just telephoned her husband
The hand which held the receiver dropped slowly to
Anne Tracs side An agonizng pain swept out everything
but physical torture she slowly sank to the floor.
Twenty-four hours later she opened her eyes, She
lying in her sken covered bed In hollow of her there
rested little fragrant bundle of flannel and lace About her
the odor of anaestetc But above and ALL there
rested atmosphere of neabe peace. Slowly her eyes
travelled the top of the bald say head tendery she
smiled: 'Oh, baby, DO want YOU could not live without
YOU How could | have been so wicked-forgive me-
The nurse, hearing mulmurng sound to the bed.
cts all right, Mrs Tracy have never seen finer boy
With this she picked up the tiny body and laid it close
to the heart of the woman lying there
With an ecstatic smile Anne Huntington Tracy closed
her eyes for she felt the moist nuzzng mouth of her
against her breast.
Seventeen years have passed since that time.
CHAPTER
THE BLUE ROADSTER
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