WOMAN
NINTH INSTALMENT
On Monday came the news that
Mary Holmes was ill, completely
prostrated by her son’s arrest and
by the frightful realization of what
she had done. This, too, was tasty.
People enjoy sympathizing with the
innocent.
Mrs. Holmes was indeed ill, not
however, by reason of what she had
sworn to, but by reason of what she
had drunk. That bellboy’s choice
of liquor had not been wise and
V'ogel had been summoned early
Sunday morning to learn that his
principal witness was suffering
from "non-alcoholic” poisoning.
Realizing that the truth regarding
her condition would surely become
known and very likely prejudice
her reliability as a witness if he
sent her to a hospital, he insisted
that she remain where she was,
meanwhile receiving, of course, the
bes' medical attention. He it was
who gave out the story of her col
lapse.
Gerald, very naturally, had no
reason to question the cause of his
rriother’s illness. It seemed to him
that his plight was enough to pros-j
trate her, but it destroyed his im
mediate hopes of disproving th<
charges against him. He was al
lowed to read the papers, but what
he read appalled him. It was con
ceivable, of course, that his mothei
had actually witnessed the killing
as she maintained, and had told him
Nothing about it—she was eccen
tric; there was no telling what she
might do or how she was likely to
behave under the influence of liquor
—but he strongly doubted this and
clung to the conviction that she
would confess Co a wild and imag
inative romance or that somebody
would prove her story to be, in
part, at least, the fanciful creation
of an alcoholic brain. But wbuld
she confessPHow could she bring
herself to do so? Granting that she
now realized where the truth of her
story ended and imagination began,
an assumption which, by the way,
was riot likely, was her love for
him sufficient to warrant humilia
tion? Moreover, could she undo the
wrong she had done, even if she
tried? These were questions Gerald
could not answer. As a matter of
fact, he did not try very hard to
inswer them, f»>r something more
important than his own welfare
weighed him down and rendered
aim apathetic—it was the misfor
tune that had befallen Hazal. From
what he read in the newspapers it
seemed to him that he was the only
person in the world who believed
,n her. The poor girl must be suf
fering more keenly than he. 'Hers
was the greater tragedy.
Gerald was surprised on Monday
to receive a visit from two lawyers,
members of the leading local firm,
and to learn that they had been re
tained as his counsel. He assumed,
of rourse, that his mother had sent
them and he took cheer from that
fact, but se gained little domfort
out of talking with them aside
from the realization that some one
stood beside him.
He had expected some Word,
some communication from Hazel;
but none came and at last her sil
ence convinced him that she, too,
believed in his guilt, ft was a bitter
pill to swallow, but, after all, why
should she doubt his own mother’s
word?
Some people are possessed of
such self-donfidence, and such high
regard for their own importance,
that they assume others must share
that faith. It is a form of conceit,
and no doubt it is a blessing to the
possessor, but Jerry was not con
ceited. He was a humble-minded,
mlodest young man .and he consid
ered himself of very little conse
quence indeed. Upon consideration
it seemed quite natural that Hazel
should wish tp be assured of his
innocence before yielding to her im
pulses. Had he not tried her suffi
ciently without putting her love do
this test? He told himself that he
had.
For several days Mary Holmes
remained a very sick woman. In
sead of enjoying her unparalled
publicity she lay abed weak, nause
ated, suffering wretchedly. When
at last she was able to lift her head
she eagerly demanded the daily pap
ers and a complete account of all
-that had happened since she was
stricken, but not until she was
strong enbugh to sit up did the
doctor permit her curiosity to be
gratified. Then he told her guard
edly that the "man in the robe”
had been arrested and that the
Ethridge case had been solved. He
did not tell her who that man was,
but he prepared her for a shock.
She listened incredulously, in a
daze. He gave her the papers and
left her alone f(o read them.
He returned to the sick room
after a while to find his patient
staring blankly at the wall. "I
thought you might feel the need
of a stimulant,” he_ said.
Mrs. Holmes did not hear him.
"Did—Jerry do it?” she inquired,
stupidly.
You ought to Know \ ou saw
him.”
"But they can’t—they can’t do
anything to him on evidence like
mine, can they?”
"Why not? It’s hard to get a
conviction on purely circumstan
tial evidence, but yours is direct.” ■
There was a moment of silence.
"The reporters are calling up every
few hours. They want to interview
you as soon as you’re able to talk
to them. Everybody is curious to
know what you’ll have to say. Yes,
and the Wtoods girl has been here
half a dozen times.”
“I won’t see them, nor her,
either. Why does she want to talk
to me? Hasn’t she done enough?
I shouldn’t think she’d dare show
her face on the street after causing
all this and after everybody knows
what she is.” Mrs. Holmes ffound
the doctor staring curiously at her;
in irritation she flared out: "Why
are you looking at me like that?
What’s the matter with you.”
"You’re a queer creature. I was
wondering how it feels for a moth
er— But you can’t be much of a
mother.” The speaker shrugged.
"How dare you?” Mrs. Holmes
cried, shrilly. "The idea of your
talking to me like that! I’m sick.
I’m in no conditibn to—Why, even
the newspapers blackguard me! j
But how did I know? What could
I do? I never dreamed I’d—that it
was—Jerry I saw.”
without comment the doctor
turned and left the room.
The sick woman raised herself
laboriously, gathered the newspap
ers together and flung them as far
as she could. A terribly bitter but
impotent feeling of resentment
came over her; tears wet her cheeks
Again she had been foiled. The
world was always against her. Why
did everything she touched go
wrongPWhy was she frustrated in
everything she tried to do? So
Jerry had Bought an automobile
without telling her about it! That’s
where the whole trouble had
started—out of his deceit. He was
not only cold and indifferent; he
was deceitful. He had been her
ruin, from the very first; now he
had ruined both of them. But he
had brought this upon himself. The
fool! She had never hated anybody
as she hated him at this moment,
for once again he had turned her
triumph into disaster. . . . How
could she help hating him when
he despised her and disapproved of
everything she did? Well, why
should she worry? There was no
love lost between them and the
mere fact of their relationship
meant nothing. It was an irksome
tie. . . There had been a time when
it meant something; he had seemed
to care a great deal for her when
he was a little boy. . . . He had
been a pretty boy, by the way,
with cute, lovable ways. Mrs.
Hblmes stirred restlessly and rolled
her head. But no longer! All he did:
I now was preach and voice his con-J
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Flying Red Horse” program, donned
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at which II Duce decorated the heroes of the war
against Ethiopia.
CHIEF LOUIS DEER, 77
year-old patriarch of the
once fierce Iroquois, no
longer leads his braves
Into action on the warpath
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course which has recent
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tempt. . . . Contempt from her
own son. Well, this would take
oim down a peg. He’d have to get
out of this scrape the best way he
:ould; she did not propose to make
i liar out of herself, to make her
self ridiculous or—worse. . . . She
couldn’t go back on her sworn
statement, even if she wanted to.
rhat was prejury. And this Woods
hussy who had played at love
making with him, what did she
want? Help, of course, in clearing
him. (Humph- Some mothers
might feel called upon to go to
extreme lengths for their sons, but
not she. No. She would nlot talk
to her.
The next day, however, when
Hazel Woods came again, Mary
Holmes suddenly changed her mind
and had the girl sent upstairs. She
was feeling strong enough to sit up
in a chair by this time; she steeled
herself to endure some hysterical
outburst, skorne extravagant appeal
to her sympathies. It suspsised her
when none came. Miss Woods was
haggard and listless, but she was in
perfect control of herself. She had
fine eyes, the elder woman noted,
but they were hopeless and they
gave the impression of thorough
defeat. She made it plain with her
first words that she accepted as
true what had been given out
through the papers—namely, that;
Mrs. Holmes’ illness was the result;
of shock and maternal anxiety, and
took it for granted that she wasj
ready to, join in any effort, how-!
;ver desperate, to undo the mischief,
she had caused.
iftis gave tne motner a disagree-:
ible sensation. She inquired coldly,!
"Have you been to see him.”
Hazel shook her head; her voice
faltered. "How dould I, after what
came out? I was tried, convicted,
and—publicly branded, all in one
day. It would only cause him pain
to see me and I can spare him that.”
After a moment she went on:
"I’ve done what little I can. I’ve
hired the best lawyers in the city,
but—that is so little.” Again she
choked. "Oh, Mrs. Holmes, he
didn’t do it! I know it and so do
you, but what can we do?”
"I—Nothing, I’m afraid.”
"We must do something. Don’t
you understand the danger he’s in?
[f it hadn’t been for your state
ment—”
"Oh, of course, blame it on me!”
irritably cried the elder woman. "1
suppose everybbdy expects me to—■
to go back on my oath, just because
he’s my son.”
The girl pondered gravely, then
nodded. "Why, yes, I suppose they
do expect that. It’s what every
mother would do. IJd lie. I’d steal,
I’d sin, I’d do—anything if I had
one. But—”
"He has never been a real son to
me. He never cared a snap for me.
He has caused me every bit of un
happiness I ever had. I’ve had more
than my share, by the way.” The
speaker’s tone was one of utmost
bitterness.
"And yet it makes no difference,
does it? You love him just the
same.” Mrs. Holmes uttered a der
isive sound. "Oh, now! Why try
to deceive me? We women nurse
our babies at our breasts and no
matter how old or how big or how
bad they become they’re still our
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babies and we fight for them,
tooth and nail. I’m a woman. I
know.”
"Humph! We fight for our lov
ers, too. Do you, honestly—care
for Jerry?”
"I love him. I want him so
much that I’d—burn eternally to
have him flor one day, one hour.
You must know how I feel. I’m
speaking to Maria di Nardi. . . .
But that’s not all. I care for him
so sincerely that I wouldn’t marry
him, even if he asked me. It’s too
late. You understand that, don’t
iyou? He can be cleared; he can
make a name for himself; pefcple
will forget, so far as he is con
cerned. But they’ll never forget
the girl in the Ethridge case. You
see, Mrs. Holmes, I’m not the great
artist that you were. You had a
God-given voice and a God-given
genius. Maria di Nardi wasn’t an
ordinary tsfoman; she was more
she was one out of many millions.
She loved and suffered more in
tensely than we common women,
she topped greater heights and
sounded lower depths. Jerry told
me the sttory you told him. It is
the devine talent, the heaven-sent
gift of the artist, that we must
worship, not the weak, human
artist herself. The one is so in
significant, so unimportant as
compared with the other.”
Mary Holmes experienced a
grateful warmth about her heart
at these words. Here was a fel
low "professional,” a woman with
soul and understanding. Hazel was
still speaking:
"Jerry feels the same way. Even
what you told him that last night
made no real difference in his re
gard for you. When you say he is
no son, that he never loved you,
■rou are sfo mistaken. The world
suffered a loss when you lost your
voice, but you have passed on,
through him, a talent perhaps as
precious as your own. It must be
saved—not for us fonly, but for
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