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Later, after that he had wandered on, essaying one small job and another, in St. Louis, Peoria, Chicago, Milwaukeeā ā€”dishwashing in a restaurant, soda-clerking in a small outlying drugstore, attempting to learn to be a shoe clerk, a grocerā€™s clerk, and whatnot; and being discharged and laid off and quitting because he did not like it. He had sent her ten dollars onceā ā€”another time five, having, as he felt, that much to spare. After nearly a year and a half he had decided that the search must have lessened, his own part in the crime being forgotten, possibly, or by then not deemed sufficiently important to pursueā ā€”and when he was once more making a moderate living as the driver of a delivery wagon in Chicago, a job that paid him fifteen dollars a week, he resolved that he would write his mother, because now he could say that he had a decent place and had conducted himself respectably for a long time, although not under his own name.

And so at that time, living in a hall bedroom on the West Side of Chicagoā ā€”Paulina Streetā ā€”he had written his mother the following letter:

Dear Mother:

Are you still in Kansas City? I wish you would write and tell me. I would so like to hear from you again and to write you again, too, if you really want me to. Honestly I do, Ma. I have been so lonely here. Only be careful and donā€™t let anyone know where I am yet. It wonā€™t do any good and might do a lot of harm just when I am trying so hard to get a start again. I didnā€™t do anything wrong that time, myself. Really I didnā€™t, although the papers said soā ā€”just went along. But I was afraid they would punish me for something that I didnā€™t do. I just couldnā€™t come back then. I wasnā€™t to blame and then I was afraid of what you and father might think. But they invited me, Ma. I didnā€™t tell him to go any faster or to take that car like he said. He took it himself and invited me and the others to go along. Maybe we were all to blame for running down that little girl, but we didnā€™t mean to. None of us. And I have been so terribly sorry ever since. Think of all the trouble I have caused you! And just at the time when you most needed me. Gee! Mother, I hope you can forgive me. Can you?

I keep wondering how you are. And Esta and Julia and Frank and Father. I wish I knew where you are and what you are doing. You know how I feel about you, donā€™t you, Ma? Iā€™ve got a lot more sense now, anyhow, I see things different than I used to. I want to do something in this world. I want to be successful. I have only a fair place now, not as good as I had in K.C., but fair, and not in the same line. But I want something better, though I donā€™t want to go back in the hotel business either if I can help it. Itā€™s not so very good for a young man like meā ā€”too high-flying, I guess. You see I know a lot more than I did back there. They like me all right where I am, but I got to get on in this world. Besides I am not really making more than my expenses here now, just my room and board and clothes but I am trying to save a little in order to get into some line where I can work up and learn something. A person has to have a line of some kind these days. I see that now.

Wonā€™t you write me and tell me how you all are and what you are doing? Iā€™d like to know. Give my love to Frank and Julia and Father and Esta, if they are all still there. I love you just the same and I guess you care for me a little, anyhow, donā€™t you? I wonā€™t sign my real name, because it may be dangerous yet (I havenā€™t been using it since I left K.C.) But Iā€™ll give you my other one, which Iā€™m going to leave off pretty soon and take up my old one. Wish I could do it now, but Iā€™m afraid to yet. You can address me, if you will, as

Harry Tenet

General Delivery, Chicago

Iā€™ll call for it in a few days. I sign this way so as not to cause you or me any more trouble, see? But as soon as I feel more sure that this other thing has blown over, Iā€™ll use my own name again sure.

Lovingly,

Your Son.

He drew a line where his real name should be and underneath wrote ā€œyou knowā€ and mailed the letter.

Following that, because his mother had been anxious about him all this time and wondering where he was, he soon received a letter, postmarked Denver, which surprised him very much, for he had expected to hear from her as still in Kansas City.

Dear Son:

I was surprised and so glad to get my boyā€™s letter and to know that you were alive and safe. I had hoped and prayed that you would return to the straight and narrow pathā ā€”the only path that will ever lead you to success and happiness of any kind, and that God would let me hear from you as safe and well and working somewhere and doing well. And now he has rewarded my prayers. I knew he would. Blessed be His holy name.

Not that I blame you altogether for all that terrible trouble you got into and bringing so much suffering and disgrace on yourself and usā ā€”for well I know how the devil tempts and pursues all of us mortals and particularly just such a child as you. Oh, my son, if you only knew how you must be on

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