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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 06, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 20',
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"i He had never returned the rebate
money to the company, but had rob
bed the workmen by dishonestly
keeping it for himself. Bert noticed
his sister among those in the auto.
Their escort had-- disappeared for
good and Bert had to drive them back
That night his sister made him a
confession. She had almost consent
ed to elope with Dunbar and marry
him. But now the shocking truth
had forever dispelled the illusion
concerning a fascinating, but un
worthy man. Her real lover never
knew how nearly she had come to
losing a happy, loving future.
It was discovered that Dunbar was
an embezzler to a large amount. He
got safely out of the country and
Bert Lansing succeeded him as su
perintendent. "Which proves," observed Bert to
Mark Dorrance, "that 'front' and
brag and bluster do not always win
in the end."
THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
DICK'S FATHER AND MOTHER RETURN
Dick got a telegram this morning
that Uncle John was better and that
his mother and father would be home
I asked Mollie to go to the train to
meet them and bring them over here
"Mother won't come unless you
meet her, Margie," said Mollie.
I thought myself it would be more
courteous, so I got ready and went
down to the train with Mollie at half
Mrs. Waverly, Sr., would be a fine
looking woman if she did not always
have a discontented look on her face.
Her eyeseally lighted up when she
saw me. ItVas an unexpected atten
"I have come to take you and Dad
home with us for dinner," I said, and
then all at once it came to me that I
had called Mr. Waverly Dad and I
wondered if Dick's mother had no
ticed that I had not yet called her
Mother. Someway I can't the word
just sticks in my throat.
"Now that's nice, Margie," said Mr.
Waverly. "I think we had better stay
at your hotel all night, as our house
will be cold with the maid away."
"Of course," I acquiesced. "And
neither of you have seen our rooms."
Again I noticed how I found a way
to leave out addressing Mrs. Waverly
or of speaking her name. Rather
ashamed of myself, I stepped up to
her as she went out of the station,
leaving Mollie to go with her father.
"I was very sorry to hear of Dad's
brother's illness," I said.
"Yes, he cannot be expected to re
cover, although he has a little change
for the better. When he dies I don't
know what Mary will do. She can't
possibly stay on that big stock farm,
and you know they have no children."
"Is Dad her only relative?"
"All she has in the world, so I am
afraid she will have to come and live
"Maybe she will want to board
somewhere, else," I said to comfort
her, although I could not see why she
would not want her husband's sister
with her. They are about of an age.
"Oh, no; she will never do that; she
is old fashioned and, besides, Richard
has asked her to come to us when it
is all over."
"I am sorry for both of you," I said.
"I can't understand why you would
be sorry for her because she was go
ing to live at her brother's house,"
she interrupted quickly. "When Rich
ard told her she was welcome at our
home it seemed the one bit of com
fort she had had since John was
taken sick, but I do think' Richard
might have consulted me first.
"Don't mention it before him," she
whispered as we entered the taxi.
But I was sorry for them both, for