The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1927-03-11
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yAnnne s;4A Austin

When Bob Hathaway came later
. that afternoon, his arms filled with
paper bags of dclicatessen foods and
fruits, and tissue wrapped cluster Of
s purple and gold pansies for JOY
Faith met him at the door with a
; finger to her lips and lear in her
; great brown eyes.
I'm terribly frightened about
: Joy" she whispered. Il think she 5
: asleep now, but be very quiet. darl-
ing. Her temperature is over n
!. hundred and three. and she cries if
] leave the room for minute.
!. III fix supper myself" Bob told
her. after he had stopped to kiss her
over the bundles.
As Faith left the room. she raised
her brows significantly to Bob, who
followed her into the hall.
did you find old PHIL" she asked.
in careful whisper. her eyes fear
Z fully on the closed door of the room
where Joy lay sick.
Bob shook his head. II went to
: the address he'd given on his ped
dler's license and the old couple
there-named Peterson-had never
4 hear OF him. or so they said. Claim
they've been living at that address
for five years. And since it's only a
two-room shack it's pretty certain
old Phil didn't live there as a board
er. But I've not given up hope yet
Listen Faith commanded him in
startled whisper.
Family a, first, then in a crescen-
Go of fear. came Joys shrill. childish
voice. pleading: Don't let them kill
: Cherry, God, Don't lie. them hang
her or leetrocute her, Jesus. You
= can take your spite out on me. God.
= Please. God! I'll die, SOS you won,
be mad at Us no more. Ooh"
: What IN the world is she doing ."
Faith cried. as she ran 10 the closed
door beyond which a child was try
~sirg 10 make q bargain with 4 wrath
full ard jealous God.
= Bobrsol!owed her into the room.
dropping his bundles 10 the floor as
Ahe ran. Joy. in her faded pink can
@@s~;on flannel nieh{NoQn. was kneeiing
bare feet s:artlingly white agans.
-,hr dark painted floor. her small
hands clasped and raised heaven
ward. tears slipping from her closed
eyes down thin cheeks painted pop
py-red with fever.
~ "Oh. darling, Faith moaned. as
she stopped 20 gather the body Of
1.-The deliriouS child in her arms.
Didn't Faith tell you not 10 get out
81 bed You're sick. honey, You'll
make yourself worse. There. now,
~Faith's here. precious. She won,
leave you again. I'll lie down beside
s-you and hold YOU tight in my arms. =
But JOY writhed ont Of the clasp
of those comforting arms. staring up
Eat Bob with horror haunted. pale
gray eyes. Il want TO die" she
--gasped, her breath coming raspingly
f~from her congested lungs. "God's
mad at US. Cora Parsons said so
sHe's mad and He's going to let EN-
kill Cherry to get even with US.
-aheen praying all night for Him ia
Silet Cherry out of Jail. And it was
cold on the bare floor" She began
Ito sob then. relaxing in Faiths arms
Faith groaned. And the doctor TOLD
..-me to watch her so carefully. Oh
Bob. Tn no good for anything.
cant save Cherry or keep Joy from
ramakinx herself sick-oh. Bob"
- "You're becoming hysterical your
!. ssxelf. DEAR" Bob warned her. as HI
knelt beside the bed. "You couldn'
! possibly stay awake all night to watch
e-her. And no one would have dreamet
that shes take il like this. Listen
Joy. honey" he coaxed. taking on,
-<of her hot little hands and holding il
aeainst his cool cheek. Cherry,
mot going to b killed. God isn't mac
~ the Lane family at all. You be
Aieve Bob. don't you. God is helping
ssTaeh s save Cherry. He's showing
$33oh and Faith ehe way, but vel
have Is be patient just LITTLE
.langet."
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