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TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE
never feel that weight entirely off my heart until the day came when I should see you back again, and you, yourself, could hear the truth.
But our affairs — Grace's and mine — did not prosper. The evils of my career seemed now to blossom forth in failure and harass every step I took. Grace's courage and Grace's money alone sustained me during the seven long years that followed. When, at length, her money was all gone in the "Lady Grace Mine," upon which I had been building all my hopes in vain, that dear woman's courage was redoubled.
But my days spent in my office were days of agony that turned my hair white and my heart almost to ashes. My thoughts were only of my wife and children, and the evil still clung to my soul that was, at length, to prompt me to save them^as I had tried to save myself — at the expense of my honor.
At length, I came to the end of my rope. "Lady Grace Mine" stock had been declared worthless, and my creditors met and decided to put my few chattels in the sheriff's hands.
I pleaded for forty-eight hours' time to settle my affairs. I went home that night fully intending to kill myself.
But, when I was met by my brave, good wife and the little kiddies, my thoughts turned again to saving them, at any cost.
I sought out our one dear family friend — you remember old Mr. Ward, Franklin Ward ? The dear old fellow was in his office, and admitted me at once. He saw that I was in trouble, and took me by the hand and asked if he could help me. I told him I wanted to borrow some money.
"Anything up to five hundred — I can make it more, later," he said kindly, looking over a list of signed checks. He made out one of these
and had got the word "Five "
written, when a clerk entered hurriedly and demanded his immediate attention. He rose and left, with a word o£ excuse.
Again the diabolical streak had caught me in its grasp. I tore the check from the book and rushed home. I sneaked upstairs and locked myself in father's old room. I spent a half
ORIGINAL DRAWING BY A. B. SHULTZ, SHOWING THE COSMOPOLITAN