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then, behind prison bars. For hours
I paced that narrow floor in a frenzy
of impatience and rage.
On the plank tnat served for a
couch were the odds and ends that
had been taken from my pockets
when I was searched memoranda
and letters. These, in ihy rage, I seiz
ed and tore to fragments.
I knew myy case was desperate. It
was Siberia or acquittal one or the
- There was no hope of help from
outside. The government I served
would repudiate me. That is the risk
every secret service agent on a for
- eign mission always takes.
Finally, from sheer exhaustion, I
sank upon a stool and bowed my head
on my hands.
At that moment the door to my cell
opened and a guard motioned me to
follow him. He led me before the
governor of the prison.
In the dim corridor a presentiment
of danger warned me to slip the mes
sage from the goose-quill and swal
"A trifling formality, monsieur,"
said the governor, snatching the
goose-quill from my tie.
Holding it to the light, he peered
through the tube. Then his face fell.
"A pretty ornament," he remarked,
as he returned it to me. "Here is your
passport. You will find it. in order.'
Nothing remains but to apologize for
the trouble and annoyance to which
you have been put and to wish you a
pleasant journey. Au revoir!"
So it was a journey I was to take.
I took the hint, and went to Con
stantinople to undertake a small job
for the young Turks.
THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
A MAN OF HONOR
Here we are back in our rooms
again, and Aunt Mary is most com
fortably fixed on the same floor.
I have made her rooms pretty for
her and she seems more at peace
than at any time since Uncle John's
Mollie came over yesterday and
said there had been "ructions" at her
house when her mother found out
that Aunt Mary was going to live at
the hotel instead of staying with her
father and mother.
"Mother is so queer, Margie," said
Mollie. "All along she has declared
that she was afraid it would be too
hard for her to have Aunt Mary with
us, and just the minute she knew that
she was not coming you would have
thought Aunt Mary was giving us the
"I think it is better all around,
Madge, for mother is not able to even
run our house, and I am sure I would
never be able to keep things going
if I had two old ladies in it instead of
one. Not that mother thinks she is
old- Of course, I love her and think
she is the dearest mother anywhere,
but she surely is the queerest com
bination of old-fashioned prejudice
and longings for modern social pleas
ures I have ever seen."
I suppose I should have said some
thing to Mollie about having more
patience with her mother, -but I know
just how trying she is and I can see
that Mollie's future will be complete
ly spoiled if something is not done
about it. The poor girl is so hungry
for a little pleasure that when she
gets out for a little she is very apt
to do some thoughtless act that can
be very much misunderstood.
I was quite sure that something of
this kino" had happened, since Dick
and I had had been away, for Mollie
kept "figgeting" about me as though
she wanted to tell me something. I
kept discreetly silent," as I-knew ifI
questioned her she would shut up like
a clam. At last she questioned:
"Margie, is Mr. Tenney one of
Dick's close friends?"
For a minute I could not answer,