Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 11, Number 25, Decatur, Adams County, 29 January 1913 — Page 4

A BUTTER AND EGG ACCOUNT A {short time ago an enterprising woman made SIOO. from and eggs. Instead of keeping it in the household stove, she put it in a Bank Account. She added to it and to-day she has in Bank $246. L 5. She is one of our 200 women depositors. You can open an account here for SI.OO You can bring it or mail it. May we help you accumulate money? FIRST NATIONAL BANK Decatur, Indiana.

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THE THIRD DEGREE—Tontlwusd. wealth, culture and refinement it was the first time she had ever entered i its gates, although, in a measure, she j was entitled to look upon it as her i own home. Perhaps never so much as now she realized what a deep gulf lay between her husband's family and herself. This was a world she had never known—a world of opulence and luxury. She did not know how she had summoned up courage enough to come. Yet there was no time to be lost. Immediate action was necessary. Howard must have the best lawyers that money could procure. Judge Brewster had been deaf to her entreaties. He had declined to take . the case. She had no money. Howard’s father must come to his assistI ance. She would plead with him and insist that It was his duty to stand by his son. She wondered how he would receive her, if he would put her out or be rude to her. He might I tell the servants to shut the door in ; her face. Timidly she rang the bell, i The butler opened, the door, and summoning up all her courage, she asked: "Is Mr. Jeffries in?" To her utter amazement the butler ■ offered no objection to her entering. : Mistaking her for a woman reporter, several of whom had already called j that morning, he said: | Go right in the library, madam; | the other newspaper folk are there.” She passed through the splendid reception hall, marveling inwardly at i the beautiful statuary and pictures,

no little Intimidated at finding herself amid such splendid surroundings. On the left there was a door draped with handsome tapestry, "Right in there, miss.” said the butler. She went in, and found herself In a room of noble proportions, the walls of which were lined with bookshelves filled with tomes in rich bindings. The light that entered through the stainedglass windows cast a subdued halflight, warm and rich in color, on the crimson plush furnishings. Near the heavy flat desk in the center of the room a tall, distinguished man was standing listening deprecatingly to the half dozen reporters who were bombarding him with questions. As Annie entered the room she caught the words of his reply: "The young man who has inherited my name has chosen his own path in life. lam grieved to say that his conduct at college, his marriage, has completely separated him from his family, and I have quite made up my mind that In no way or manner can his family become Identified with any steps he may take to escape the penalty of his mad act. I am his father, and I suppose, under the circumstances, I ought to say something. But

* — O . w* I have decided not to. I don't wish to give the American public any excuse to think that I am palliating or condoning his crime. Gentlemen, I wish you good-day.” Annie, who had been listening intently, at once saw her opportunity. ■ Mr. Jeffries had taken no notice of her presence, believing her to be a newspaper writer like the others. As the reporters took their departure and filed out of the room, she remained behind. As the last one disappeared she turned to the banker and said: "May I speak to you a moment?" He turned quickly and looked at hV in surprise. For the first time he was conscious of her presence. BowIng courteously, he shook his head: I am afraid I cap do nothing for you madam—as I've just explained to your confreres of the press." Annie looked up at him, and said boldly: "I am not a reporter, Mr. Jeffries. I am your son's wife.” The banker started back in amazement This woman, whom he had taken for a newspaper reporter, was an interloper, an imposter, the very last woman in the world whom he would have permitted to be admitted to his house. He considered that she, as much as anybody else, had con tributed to his son's ruin. Yet what could he do? She was there, and he was too much of a gentleman to have her turned out bod Hy. Wondering at bis silence, she repeated softly: “I'm your son's wife, Mr. Jeffries? The banker looked at her a moment, as if taking her in from head tc foot Then he said coldly: "Madanj, I have no son." He hes! tated. and added:

“I don't recognize—“ She looked at him pleadingly. "Rut I want to apeak to you. air." Mr. Jeffries shook his head, and moved toward*the door. "I repeat I have nothing to say.” Annie planted herself directly in hla path. He could not reach the door unless he removed her forcibly. "Mr. Jeffries," she sate earnestly, “please don’t refuse to hear me—please—” - 5 He halted, looking as If he would like to escape, but there was no way : of egress This determined-looking young woman had him at a disadvantage. "I do not think." he said icily, "that there Is any subject which can be of • mutual interest—” , “Oh, yes. there is." she replied eagj erly. She was quick to take advan- i tage of this entering wedge into the t man's mantle of cold reserve. | "Flesh and blood,” she went on i earnestly, “is of mutual interest. Your •on is yours whether you cast him' off or not. You’ve got to hear me. lam not asking anything for myself. It’s for him. your son. He's in trouble. Ron t desert him at a moment like this. Whatever he may have done to deserve your anger—don't—don’t deal ' m such a blow. You cannot realise what it means in such a critical situaI don Even ts you only pretend to be uveuo.y with him—you don't need to »*Ry be friends with him. But don't I Yen see what the effect will be if you. -A.- r’ , «-v,<"

' his father, publicly withdraw from his support? Everybody will say he's no ‘ good, that he can't be any good or his father wouldn't go back on him. You know what the world Is. People will condemn him because you condemn him. They won't even give him a hearing. For God's sake, don’t go back on him now!" Mr. Jeffries turned and walked toward the window, and stood there gazing on the trees on the lawn. She > did not see his face, but by the nervous twitching of his hands behind bls back, she saw that her words had not been without effect She waited In silence for him to say something. Presently he turned around, and she saw that his face had changed. The look of haughty pride had gone. She had touched the chords of the father's heart Gravely he said: “Os course you realize that you, above all others, are responsible for his present position.'' She was about to demur, but she checked herself. What did she care I what they thought of her? She was | lighting to save her husband, not to make the Jeffries family think better of her. Quickly she answered: “Well, all right—l'm responsible—but don't punish him because of me.” Mr. Jeffries looked at her. Who was this young woman who championed so warmly his own son? She was his wife, of course. But wives of a certain kind are quick to desert , their husbands when they are in trouble. There must be some cood in the

- uiv. i uere must oe some gooa in me girl, after all, he thought Hesitatingly, he said: "I could have forgiven him everything, everything but—” “But me,” she said promptly. “I know it Don't you suppose 1 feel it too, and don't you suppose It hurts?" Mr. Jeffries stiffened up. This woman was evidently trying to excite his sympathies. The hard, proud expression came back into his face, as he answered curtly: “Forgive me for speaking plainly, but my son’s marriage with such a woman as you has made it Impossible to even consider the question of reconciliation.” With all her efforts at self-control, Annie would have been more than « human had she not resented the insinuation in this cruel speech. For a moment she forgot the importance of j preserving amicable relations, and she retorted: "Such a woman as me? That's pretty plain—. But you’ll have to speak even more plainly. What do you mean ; when you say such a woman as me? What have I done?" Mr. Jeffries looked out of the window without answering, and she went on: ‘•T —_ a- w . _ w _

I worked in a factory when I was nine years old. and I've earned my living ever since. There's no disgrace in that, is there? There's nothing against me personally—nothing disgraceful, I mean. I know I'm not educated. I'm not a lady in your sense of the word, but I've led a decent life. There isn't a breath of scandal against me—not a breath. But what's the good of talking about me? Never mind me. I'm not asking for anything. What are you going to do for him? He must have the best lawyer that money can procure—none of those barroom orators. Judge Brewster, your lawyer, is the man. We want Judge Brewster.” Mr. Jeffries shrugged bls shoulders. 'I repeat—my son's marriage with the daughter of a man who died in "M^on —” ■ She interrupted him. "That was hard luck —nothing but hard luck. You’re not going to make me responsible for that, are you? Why, I was only eight years old when that happened Could I have prevented it?" Recklessly she went on: "Well, blame it on me if you want to, but don’t hold it up against Howard. He didn't know it when be married me. He never would have known it but for the detectives employed by you to dig up my family history, and the newspapers did the rest. God! what they didn't say! I never realized I was of so much importance. They printed it in scare head lines It made a fine sensation for the public, but it destroyed my peace of mind.” "A convict's daughter!” said Mr. Jeffries contemptuously. "He was a good man at that!” she answered hotly. "He kept the squarest poolroom in Manhattan, but he re-

fused to pay police blackmail, and j he was railroaded to prison." Indignantly she went on: “If my father's ■ shingle had been up in Wall street, ■ and he’d made 50 dishonest millions, you'd forget it next morning, and you’d welcome me with open arms. But he : was unfortunate. Why. Billy Delmore ’ was the best man in the world. He’d give away the last dollar he had to a friend. I wish to God he was alive i now! He’d help to save your son. I I wouldn't have to come here to ask . you.” Mr. Jeffries shifted uneasily on his ; feet and looked aVay. “You don’t seem to understand," he said Impatiently. "I’ve completely cut him off from the family. It’s as if he were dead.” She approached nearer and laid he? hand gently or. the banker’s arm. "Don’t say that. Mr. Jeffries. It’s i wicked Jto say that about your own son. He’s a good boy at heart, and he's been so good to me. Ah, if you only knew how hard he’s tried to get work I’m sure you’d change your opinion of him. Lately he’s been drinking a little because he was disappointed in not getting anything to do. But he tried so hard. He walked the ■ streets night and day. Once he even took a position as guard on the elevated road. Just think of it, Mr. Jeffries, your son—to such straits were we reduced—but he caught cold and had to give it up. I wanted to go to work and heln him out I alwara

u<ti<! my living before I mai. > i u.i, but he wouldn't let me. .on't know what a good heart ;:>t. He's been weak and foolish, but ou know he’s only a boy." She watched his face to see if her words were having any effect, but Mr ivffries showed no sign of relenting Sarcastically, he said: And you took advantage of the fact and married him?” For a moment she made no reply She felt the reproach was not unmer fted, but why should they blame her for seeking happiness? Was she not entitled to it as much as any other woman? She had not married Howard for his social position or his money. In fact, she been worse I off since her marriage than she was before. She married him because she loved him, and because she thought she could redeem him, and she was ready to go through any amount of suffering to prove her disinterested devotion. Quietly, she said: “Tea, I know—l did wrong. But I — I love him, Mr. Jeffries. Believe me ' or not —I love him. It's my only ex-' cuse. I thought I could take care of him. He needed some one to look after him, he's too easily influenced. You know his character is not so strong as it might be. He told me that his fellow students at college used to hypnotize him and make him do ail kinds of things to amuse the other boys. He ; says that somehow he’s never been the same since. I —l just loved him

~ TO o ji i ! rs ■ e 8 ™" “You Will Leave America Never to Return—” because I was strong and he was J weak. I thought I could protect him But now this terrible thing has hap ' pened, and I find lam powerless. It's too touch for me. I cant fight this battle atone. Won't you help me, Mr. Jeffries?” she added pleadingly. 'Won’t you help me?" The banker was thoughtful a min Jte. ’hen suddenly he turned on her. “Will you consent to a divorce if I tgree to help him?" She looked at him with dismay | There was tragic teaeeness in thia , dramatic situation—a father fighting j tor his son, a woman fighting for her husband "A divorce?" she stammered? “Why, , 1 never thought of such a thing as ' thaL" “It's the only way to save him,' ■ said the banker coldly. "The only way?” she faltered. "The only way,” said Mr Jeffries I P.rmly. "Do you consent?" he ask- 1 Annie threw up her head. Her pcle i face was full of determination, as si ‘ replied resignedly, catching her breath ; I as she spoke: “Yes, if it must be. I will consent j to a divorce—to save him!” “You will leave the country and go i I abroad to live?” continued the bankei | coldly. She listened as in a dream. That ■ < she would be confronted by such an alternative as this had never entered I her mind. She wondered why the I world was so cruel and heartless Yet j if the sacrifice must be made to save I Howard she was ready to make it. “You will leave America and never return —is that understood?” repeated the banker. "Yes, sir,” she replied falterlngly. Mr. Jeffries paced nervously up and , I down the room. For the 'first time he seemed to take an interest in the Interview. Patronizingly he said: "You will receive a yearly allowance through my lawyer." Annie tossed up her chin defiantly. She would show the aristocrat that

she could be as proud as he was. “Thanks,” she exclaimed. “I don’t accept charity. I'm used to earning my own living.” "Oh, very well,” replied the banket quickly. “That’s as you please. But i 1 have your promise—you will not at- ’ tempt to see him again?” "What! Not see him once more? iTo say good-by?" she exclaimed. A ! broken sob half checked her utterance. Surely you can’t mean that, Mr. Jeffj rles.” The banker shrugged his shoulders. "I don't want the newspapers filled with sensational articles about the ' heartrending farewell Interview beI tween Howard Jeffries, Jr., and his wife —with your picture on the front ' page.” She was not listening to his sarI casm. "Not even to say good-by?” she j sobbed. j "No," replied Mr. Jeffries firmly. "Not even to say good-by." "But what will he say? What win he think?” she cried. "He will see it is for the best," answered the banker. "He himself will thank you for your action." Th are was a long silence, broken only by the sound of the girl’s sobbing. finally she said: "Very well, sir I’ll do as you say." .She looked up. Her eyes were dry. the lines about her mouth set and de termined. "Now." she said, "what are rou going to do for him’ (To be Continued)

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