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THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
DICK PITIES AND FORGIVES.
(Copyright, 1914, by the Newspaper Enterprise Association.)
"Oh, my baby, my baby boy!" ex
claimed Mrs. Utter to" me as she
clasped my hands convulsively.
"I know, dear, I know," I answered
and then I explained to Dick and
Harry who had been listening to what
she was saying with great interest.
"Mrs. litter's little boy, for whom
she attempted this blackmailing
trick, is dead."
Harry looke up quickly, and Dick
my Dick bless his heart, said as
all animosity faded out of his face:
"God! but that's tough luck, little
"Yes, I must go to him at once,"
"I'll see when the next train
starts," said Harry, jumping, up, "and
I'll get your ticket."
"Have you any one to whom you
"Of course, I can't expect any
more help from the alderman and I
haven't a relative in the world."
"I'll go down with you, and Mar
gie you call up Eliene and ask her
it she will not go with us. L'll get
a drawing room and a couple of sec
tions in the sleeper," said Harry, as
he went out the door.
"You know, Mr. Waverly," contin
used Mrs. Utter, after she had recov
ered somewhat from her paroxysm of
grief. "I presume I would have stood
by my story if Mrs. Waverly had not
told me that I would have to swear to
the fact that I had knowingly con
sented to going with you to make out
a case." ,
"But you would"
I gave Dick a look; for although I
had been pretty sure at the time that
the woman must give her consent,
perhaps I was a little prejudiced in
Dick's favor when I made the idea
"When she asked me if I wanted
my boy to think I had given consent
to such a thing I knew that it would
be impossible for me to do the thing
I had promised.
"It was to keep myself from sell
ing my body that I had consented
to playing this trick on-Mr. Waverly."
As she said this my feelings got the
better of my tongue.
"My dear woman, do you not see
that selling your body or even your
own soul would have been much the
lesser sin, as you would have only
hurt yourself and by really doing
what you attempted you would have
ruined the lives of numberless inno
"I guess that is true," she sobbed.
"I guess that is true. And now after
I have buried my baby I can go away
and die, but with my last breath I
will remember how good you have
been to me."
"Don't talk of dying," I said, "you
will live many years yet and prob
ably do enough good to make your
life worth while."
The telephone interrupted the con
versation. I went to the telephone. "Say,
Mrs. Utter, they tell me that Waver
ly is in your room. Are you giving
us the double cross?"
I silently gave the phone over to
Dick to see if he recognized the voice.
Dick's face lightened up as he lis
tened and then he said:
"Mrs. Utter's little boy is dead and
Mr. and Mrs. Waverly are both with
her. Any message I can give you,
"You go to h " was the mes
sage that came over the wire so loud
that I, who was standing near Dick,
heard it distinctly.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
DIDN'T MUFF HER
Ella Why did she throw herself
at him in that way?
Bella Because she knew that he
was agood catch. Lippincott's.
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