"He ran away to a saloon." "Oh, said Dave, straightening up and feeling embarrassed as he caught the humiliated look in the young woman's face.
"Pa---runned away and made mama cry," the little one babbled on, half sobbing.

"I must go after him and bring him home." "Be quiet, Mollie," commanded her mother.
"Papa comes, if he knows you want him," insisted the child.

"I tell him you want him---that you cry because he went to saloon." For an instant the mother caught her breath.

Then she began to cry bitterly.

Dick and his friends wished themselves almost anywhere else.
"It's too bad when the children get old enough to realize it," said the woman, brokenly.