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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 10, 1915, NOON EDITION, Image 21

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husband of yours to. time, or know
the reason why."
Poor Althea felt worse than she
had before, after all the distracting
insinuations of her visitor. '
She spent two hours in weeping
andHwo more in packing up her per
sonal effects.
"I shall go home to mamma T' she
But the industrious Mrs. Prescott
interrupted these arrangements. In
she flounced, breathless and excited.
She dropped into a chair triumph
ant, "Well, my dear," she announced.
"I've found something.
"Oh, I hope it's not something ter
rible!" "It's serious," declared Mrs. Pres
cott "You know about your hus
band's staying away late nights?"
'To my heart's sorrow!" quavered
Althea pathetically. s
"It -isn't-at the store."
"No. I have found out that the
store has been dark and deserted
every evening for over two weeks."
Althea was appalled. She listened,
while her visitor went on "to give the
result t of her investigations in full.
Then "she collapsed. The trouble
maker tried to consoleTier. Then,
when -Althea had" partially recovered
from her distraction she fired a new
bomb shell. 4.
"I've found "out," proceeded Mrs.
Prescott 'solemnly, "just where your
husband goes evenings." -"
"Oh, I h'o-hope it's not in other fe
male company."
"Just that," pronounced Mrs. Pres
cott definitely "just exactly that"
"Oh, I shall die!" declared Althea,
"Don't dp it. Be brave. We'll trap
him.v We'll make him repent The
men are all the same. This lesson
will cure him." - . . .
"Where does he go?" faltered Al
thea. , - s
'You know that gay, rich widow
wfcojhastoughtthe big house-on the.
J hill?"
"Mrs. Warrington? Yes."
"Well, he goes there."
"And he is such a handsome man!"
mourned poor Althea. "Under her
wiles "
"Yes, they say she is a dreadful 5
creature," interrupted Mrs. Prescotjtpa
spicily. "The house is full of com"
pany all the time. She's out for a
new husband, but she might leaveA
respectable married men alone,
say I." li
"Oh, what shall I do?"- lamented-a
-Althea, in wild despair. so
"Why, Til stay with you till the cuVo
prit comes" home tonight We'll con
front him together." a
Althea was so heartsick that shen
was ready to assent to any arrange-1
ment She had a dreadful headache!
but her visitor saw to it that a fullo
meal was prepared for supper. 'a
Althea lay crying- softly to herselfrt
on a couch; the old ogre sat rocking?
herself eagerly and gloating over the
anticipated interview with the guiltyJ
husband. i
Suddenly Arthea roused up andti
I bent -her ear and listened intently.
There were subdued voices and the
sound of slow tramping feet outside.
There came a cautious tap at the '
door. Althea faced the village physi-
clan.- He looked serious. -a
"Mrs. Lind," he said graveiy, "youryS.
husband "
Althea uttered a wild scream. She i,
had glanced in affright past the
speaker to view a litter borne by f our
men, and upon it white and still, lay
her husband.
"Oh, he is dead he is deadl" she $
"Not so bad as that Mrs. Lind,"7?.
declared ihe doctor reassuringly. "HeA
had a bad fall, but no bones are
broken. It is only a few bruises and
a severe shaking up. Mr. Lind is
badlystunned, but we shall soon have '
him back in his clear senses."
"How did it happen where?" Mrs.
Prescott managed to inquire, as they
placed the Injured man in beL I

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