(he)
TMrd Degmcc
fy CHARLES ' KLEIN '
tS AND
ARTHUR HORNDLOW
ILLUSTRATIONS BY RAY VVALTEB$
Tie banker turned on hfe wife,
fjternly he (aid:
"Alicia, I cannot permit you to in
terfere. That young man is a self
oonfessed murderer and therefore no
on of mine. I've done with him Ions
iro. I cannot be moved by maudlin
fcuttmentalltr. Please let that be
wd." Turning to the lawyer, he
aid, coldly:
"So, in the matter of this stage
business, you can take no steps to re
train her?"
The lawyer shook his head.
"No, there is nothing I can do."
Quickly he added: "Of course, you
oon't doubt my loyalty to you?"
Mr. Jeffries shook his head.
"No, no, Brewster."
The lawyer laughed as he said:
"Right or wrong, you know 'my
untry' that is, my client "tis of
thee."' Turning to Alicia, he added,
laughingly: "That's the painful part
of a lawyer's profession, Mrs. Jeffries.
The client's weakness is the lawyer's
trength. When men hate each other
and rob each other we lawyers don't
pacify them. We dare not, because
that Is our profession. We encour
age them. We pit them against each
other for profit If we didn't they'd
go to some lawyer who would."
Alicia gave a feeble smile.
"Yes," she replied; "I'm afraid w
all love to be advised to do what we
want to do."
, Mr. Jeffries made an Impatient ges
ture of dissent Scofflngly he remarked:
t "That may apply to the great gen
erality of people, but not to me."
Judge Brewster looked skeptical,
hut made no further comment The
banker rose and Alicia followed suit
As he moved toward the door, he
turned and said:
"Drop In and . see me this evening:,
Tirewster. Mrs. Jeffries will be de
ll Igh ted if you will dine with us."
Alicia smiled graciously. "Do come,
Judge; we shall be all alone."
The lawyer bent low over her hand
Y
"Did you say Mrs. Jeffries, Jr.,
Judge?"
"I said Mrs. Jeffries, Jr.," replied
the lawyer, grimly.
"Very well, Judge," said the clerk,
as he left the room.
Presently there was a timid knocM
at the door.
"Come in!" called out the lawyer,
CHAPTER XV.
Annie entered the presence of the
famous lawyer pale and III at ease
This sudden summons to Judge
Brewster's private office was bo unex
pected that it came like a shock. For
days she had haunted the premise
ilttlng In the outer office for hours at
a time exposed to the stare and
covert smiles of thoughtless clerks
and office boys. Her requests for an
Interview had been met with curt re
fusals. They either said the Judge
was out of town or else that he was
too busy to be seen. At last, evl
gently acting upon orders, they flat
ly refused to even send in her name
and she had about abandoned hope
when, all at once, a clerk approached
her, and addressing her more politely
than usual, said that the Judge would
see her In a few minutes.
Her heart gave a great throb. Al
most speechless from surprise, she
stammered a faint thanks and braced
herself for the Interview on which so
much depended. For the first time
since the terrible affair had happened,
there was a faint glimmer of hope
ahead. If only she could rush over
to the Tombs and tell Howard the
Joyful news bo he might keep up cour
age! It was eight days now since
Howard's arrest, and the trial would
take place In six weeks. There was
still time to prepare a strong defense
long are you going to continue for-
ing your way into this office?"
'1 didn't force my way in," she said,
quietly, t man i expect 10 come in.
The clerk said you wanted to see me."
The lawyer frowned and scrutinized
er closely. After a pause, he said:
'I want to tell you for the fiftieth
tlm I can do nothing for you."
"Fifty?" she echoed. "Fifty did you
suy? Really, It doesn t seem that
much."
Judse Brewster looked at her quick
ly to see if she was laughing at him.
Almost peevishly, he said:
For the last time, I repeat I can
do nothing for you."
"Not the last time, Judge." she re-
oiled, slicking her head. "I shall
come agala to-morrow."
The lawyer swung around In hit
chair with Indignation.
"You will?"
Annie nodded.
"Yes, sir," she said, quietly.
"You're determined to force your
way In here?" exclaimed the lawyer.
"Yes, sir."
The Judge banged the desk with his
fiat.
But I won't allow It! I have some
thing to say, you know! I can't per
mit, tbia to go on. I' reuresent niv
client, Mr. Howard Jeffries, Sr., and
be won't consent to my taking up
your husband's case."
There was a shade of sarcasm in
Annnie's voice as she asked calmly:
Can't you do It without his con
sent?"
The lawyer looked at her grimly.
"I can," he blurted out, "but I
won't."
Her eyes flashed as she replied
quickly.
"Well, you ought to"
The lawyer looked up In amaze
ment. "What do you mean?" he demanded.
"It's your duty to do It," she said,
quietly. "Your duty to hla son, to me,
and to Mr. Jeffries himself. Why, he s
so eaten up with his family pride and
false principles that he can't see the
difference between right and wrong
Ymi'm hla lawyer. It's your duty to
put him right It's downright wicked
of you to reruse you re nuriing nun.
Why, when I waa hunting around for
a lawyer one of them actually re
fused to take up the case because he
said old Brewster must think How
ard was guilty or he'd have taken It
un himself. You and hla father are
She nodded.
"That's it exactly." she said.
The lawyer gasped.
"Well, I must say you you you're
very brave."
Annie shook her head.
"No. I'm not," she said, earnestly.
"I'm an awful coward, but I'm fight
ing for him. Howard Jeffries lifted
me up when I was way down in the
world. He gave me his name. He
gave me all he had, to make me a
better woman, and I'm grateful. Why,
even a dog has gratitude, even a dog
will lick the hand that feeds him.
"Hut my iaiuer was ant nam, judge.
Blood waa thicker than water with
him. He'd never have goue back on
me In the way Howard's father has
on him."-
The lawyer looked at her fixedly
without speaking. Their eyes met,
and the silence continued until It be
came embarrassing. Judge Brewster
shook his head.
"It's too bad. I'm sorry for you,
really, I "
Annie laughed, and he asked:
"Why do you laugh?"
"Whafa the use of crying?" she
il,t "Ha!. Ha! It's almost a loke.
Why should I hesitate to express my You're sorry, my father-In law la aor-
grat.tude? That's all I'm doing-Just ry ,nd T iupp0ie my mother-in-law la
paying him back a bit of the debt I ,heddlnK teari for me, too. You're
owe him, and I'm going to move M BOrry and you.fe all we,rlng crape
Heaven and earth to bring his father (or u8 but wny ctn.t iome of you
around to my way of thinking. Its do somethlng?"
got you already-" Tne , r itld Bolhlng. He still
ine juoge Dounoea to his feet. Ured at ner u a itriin8i abaent.
louiq nis ears nave neara arigntT
guicaiy sne saia:
"Dr. Bernstein. Besides, Howard!
told me so himself. A friend of hi f
at college used to make him cut all
sorts of capera."
"A friend at college, eh? Do yol
remember his name?" I
"Howard knows It." I
"Urn!" ejaculated the lawyer. Ho
took up a pad and wrote a niemorav
dum on It. Then aloud he said: 1'4
like to have a little talk with Dr.
Bernstein. I think I'll ask hla to
come and see me. Let me see. Hit'
address is "
"342 Madison avenue," she s
claimed. eaerl.
Tm lawyer Jotted the address down.
and then he looked up.
So you think I'm afraid of Mr. Jew
ries, do you?"
She smiled.
"Oh, no, not really afraid," she aa
wered, "but Just scared. I dld"
an
In
If the Judge would only consent to puttlng tne wnole worid against him,
lane tne case, tsne was more sure H know it'
than ever that a clever lawyer would
have no difficulty In convincing a Jury
that Howard's alleged "confession
was untrue and Improperly obtained.
The Judge waa staggered. No one
In hlifc. recollection had ever dared to
speak to him like that He was so
astonished that he forgot to resent It,
m he said good-by. Mr. Jeffries had
already reached the door, when he
turned again and said:
, "Are you sure a very liberal offer
wouldn't Induce her to drop the
amine?"
The lawyer shook his head doubt
fully. "...
1 "Well, see what you can do," cried
the banker; To his wife he said:
"Are you coming, Alicia?"
i "Just a moment, dear," she. replied.
n want to say a word to the Judge."
"All right," replied the banker. "I'll
be outside." He opened the door, and
us he did so he turned to the lawyer:
"If there are any new developments
)t me know at once."
He left the office ansj Alicia-breathed
a sigh of relief. She did not love her
husband, but she feared him
was not only 20 years her senior, but
lils cold, aristocratic manner Intimi
dated her. Her first Impulse had been
to tell him everything, but she dare
not. His manner discouraged her. He
would begin to ask questions, ques
tions which she could not answer
without seriously incriminating her
lf. But her conscience would not
allow her to stand entirely aloof from
the tragedy In which her husband's
itcapegrace son was Involved. She
felt a strange, unaccountable desire to
meet this girl Howard had married.
n a quick undertone to the lawyer,
she said:
"I must see that woman. Judge. I
In the intervals of waiting to see and ne nid his confusion by taking
the lawyer, she had consulted every 0llt his handkerchief and mopping bis
one she knew, and among others she (orchead.
had talked with Dr. Bernstein, the
noted psychologist, whom she had
seen once at Yale. He received her
kindly and listened attentively to her
story. When she had finished he had
evinced the greatest. Interest. He
told her that he happened to be the
I do know It." he admitted.
"Then why do you do It?' she
snapped.
The lawyer hesitated, and then he
said:
I that's not the question."
Annie leaped quickly forward, anJ
physician called In on the night of the sne rCplled:
tragedy, and at that time he had if8 my question and as you say,
grave doubts as to it being a case of j-Te asked it 50 times."
murder. He believed It was suicide, The lawyer sat back In his chair
and he had told Capt. Clinton so, but and looked at her for a moment with-
the police captain had made up his out 8peaklng. He surveyed her crit
mlnd, and that was the end of it. cauy from head to foot, and then, as
Howard's "confession," he went on,
really meant nothing. If called to the
stand he could Bhow the Jury that a
u-1 hvnnotlc subject can be made to
"confess to anything, in the inter
est of truth, Justice, and science, he
if satisfied with his examination,
said:
"You're going on the stage?"
She nodded.
"I've had a very big offer."
The Judge leaned forward, and In a
said, he would gladly come to her jow T0Ce, bo that no one in the outer
aid. office might hear, he said:
All this she would tell Judge Brew- "Well, I'll give you twice as much
ster. It would be of great help to f you refuse the engagement.
him, no doubt. Suddenly, a cold she laughed Ironically.
shiver ran through her. How did she You mean that my father-in-law
know he would take the case? Per- wm gve it," she said, lightly. Then
haps this summons to his office was gDe went on:
only to tell her once more that he -you know It's no use your asking
would have nothing to do with her me t0 concede anything unless you
and her husband. 8he wondered why agree to defend Howard."
he had decided so suddenly to see The lawyer ahook his head.
her and, like a flash, an Idea came to
her. She had seen Mr. Jeffries, Sr.,
enter the inner sanctum and, In-
lVl1r T a a nAonno A a Viai in nhonffA 1 atlnctively. she felt that she had
T ! something to do with his visit. The
"I can't It's Impossible."
"Then neither can I," she exclaimed,
defiantly
Judge Brewster could not refrain
from smiling. This young woman
- .. . . I 1. k.J nnmfl nut anpnntnnntpri Vi Y I t . 1 1 .. .. I 1 .. 1 1. 1 I n n
must see her, I must mkjkwk ai nuu uciumu cucibiuu uuu wiu a
Mm questloningly. she said: "You a ricniy-aressea woman wnom " argument. Almost mockingly, he said:
"So you re determined to have me
"Yes," she said, simply
"But I don't argue criminal cases."
"That's Just It," she exclaimed,
eagerly; "my husband is not a crlra
He Is Innocent. I don't want a
Won't think It Inadvisable, do you?" guessed to be his wire.
The Judge smiled grimly. She looked with much Interest at
"I think I'd better see her first," he Howard's stepmother. She had heard
lnnld. "Suppose you come back a lit- so much about her that It seemed to
'tl later. It's more than nrobable that her that she knew her personally. As
ahe'll be here this afternoon. I'll ! Alicia swept proudly by, the eyes of ial
her and arrange for an Interview." the two women met, and Annie was lawyer who Is always defending crlm
: There was a knock at the door, and surprised to see in the banker's wife's inals. I want one who defends a man
'Alicia started guiltily, thinking her i face, Instead of the cold, haughty i because he Isn't a criminal."
busband might have overheard their i stare she expected, a wistful, longing Judge Brewster waved hla hand con
conversation. The head clerk entered look, as If she would like to stop and temptuously.
and whispered something to the Judge, I talk with her, but dare not. In an- "Q0 and see some other lawyer-
after which he retired. The lawyer other Instant she was gone, and, obey
turned to Alicia with a smile. ing a clerk, who beckoned her to fol
t' i,,o t thn.i.ht h M 1 low him. she entered Judge Brew
i.leasiinHv "she's out there now. ster's office.
Wd better eo and lenve her to me." The lawyer looked up as she came
The door opened ajaln unceremon-j
'lmsly, and Mr. Jeffries put In his
there are plenty of "em."
She leaned eagerly forward. Her
face was flushed from excitement, her
eyes flashed.
"There's only one Judge Brewster,"
"Oot me already?" he exclaimed.
"What do you mean by that?"
Annie returned his angry look with
the utmost calm. She was playing
her cards well, and she knew It. She
had hit the old man la a sensitive
place. Quietly, she went on:
"You'd say 'yes' In a minute if It
wasn't tor Mr Jeffries "
"Oh, you think so, do youY he
gasped.
I'm sure of It," aha replied, confi
dently. Boldly she went on: "You re
afraid of him."
Judge Brewster laughed heartily,
"Afraid of him?" he echoed.
"It Isn't so funny," she went on.
"You're afraid of opposing him. I'm
not surprised. I'm afraid of him myself."
The lawyer looked at her In
amused kind of way.
"Then why do you oppose him
everything?" he demanded.
Annie laughed as she replied:
"That's the only way I can get his
attention. Why, when he met me out
there to-day he actually looked at me.
For the first time In his life he reo
ognlzed that he has a daughter-in-law.
He looked at me and I'm not sure,
but I think he wanted to bow to me.
He's kind of beginning to sit up and
take notice."
Judge Brewster frowned. He did
not like the Insinuation that he was
afraid to do the right thing because
it might Interfere with bis emolu
ments. Yet secretly, he had to ad
mit to himself that she had almost
guessed right Now he came to think
of It, he had taken this stand In the
matter, because be knew that any
otner course would displease his
wealthy client. After all, was he do
ing right? Was he acting In conform
ance with his professional oath? Was
he not letting his material Interests
interfere with his duty? He was sk
lent for several minutes, and then, in
an absent-minded kind of way, he
turned to his visitor.
"So you think I'm afraid of him, do
you?"
"I'm sure of it," she, said, quickly.
"You likod my husband, and you'd
Just love to rush in and fight for him.
His father thinks he is guilty and,
well you don't like to disobey him.
It's very natural. He's an influential
man, a personal friend of the presl-
ent and all that. You know on.whlch
side your bread Is buttered, and oh,
It's very natural you're looking out
for your own interests "
Judge Brewster Interrupted her im
patiently.
"Circumstances are against How
ard. His father Judges him guilty
from his own confession. It's the con
clusion I'm compelled to come to my
self. . Now, how do you propose to
change that conclusion?"
'You don't have to change It," she
said, quietly. "You don't
Howard guilty."
"I don't?" exclaimed the lawyer.
"No, at the bottom of your heart
You knew Howard when he was a boy,
and you know be is as Incapable of
that crime as you are."
Judge Brewster lapsed Into silence,
and there followed a perfect quiet,
broken only by the suppressed chatter
of the clerks and clicking of the type
writers In the outer office. Annie
watched him closely, wondering what
was passing in his mind, fearing In
her heart that she might have preju
diced hlin against her huHband only
the more. Suddenly he turned on
her.
"Mrs. Jeffries, how do you know
that your husband did not kill Robert
Underwood?"
"I know It," she said, confidently.
"Yes," persisted the Judge, "but how
do you know it?"
Annie looked steadily at him, and
then she said solemnly:
"I know there's a
minaea aina or way, vnui nnar
lost patience. Boldly she said:
"Well, you seat for me. What do
you want to see me about. Judge T"
"I want to tell you that you mustn't
come here again," he answered.
"Anything else?" she exclaimed.
The Judge began to fuss with the
papers on his desk, as he usually did
when embarrassed tor words.
"Of course," Be stammered, "you
will be amply compensated."
"Of course," she cried. Rising
from her chair, ahe shrugged her
shoulders, and said:
"Oh, well, this la not my lucky day,
They wouldn't let me into the prison
to see Howard today. Capt Clinton
doesn't like me. He has always tried
to prevent my seeing Howard, but
I'll see him to-morrow, captain or no
captain. He can make up his mind to
that!"
The lawyer looked up at her.
"Poor girl you are having a hard
lime, aren't you?"
"Things have been better," she re
piled, with a tremor In her voice
"Howard and I were very happy when
we first" A sob choked her utter
ance, and she forced a laugh, saying
"Here, I must keep off that subject'
"Why do you laugh?" demanded
the lawyer.
Already hysterical, Annie had great
difficulty in keeping back her tears
"Well, if I don't laugh," she sobbed
"I'll cry; and as I don't want to cry-
why I Just laugh. It's got to be one
or the other see ?"
He said nothing, and she continued
"Well, I guess I'll go home home
that's the worst part of it hom
She stopped short, Bhe could go no
further. Her bosom was heaving, the
hot tears were rolling down ner
Iead:
t "Aren't you coming, Alicia?" he de
tmanded, Impatiently. In a lower
voice to the lawyer, he added: "Say,
'prewster, that woman Is outside In
your office. Now is your opportunity
to come to some arrangement with
her."
Again Mrs. Jeffries held out her
liund.
uutni UJ, Juliet:, ,twi, i tr mi
,It needs a lot of patience to be a
llawyer, doesn't it?"
; Judge Brewster laughed, and added
in an undertone:
"Come back by and by."
i The door closed, and the lawyer
went back to his desk. For a few mo
ments he sat still plunged In deep
thought. Suddenly, he touched a bell
The head clerk entered.
I "Show Mrs. Howard Jeffries, Jr., In."
! The clerk looked surprised. Strict
'orders hitherto had been to show the
'unwelcome visitor out. He believed
It bat he had not heard aHeM
in, but did not move from nis seat, line exclaimed. "He'e the greatest
Gruffly be said: lawyer In the world, and he's going
"How long do you Intend to keep to help us. He is going to save How
up this system of warfare! now rd s life.'
The Judge shifted uneasily on hi
chair.. He didn't like thla forceful
persistent young woman. Almost
fretfully, he said:
You always say that. Upon my
word, I shall begin to believe it soon.
"I shall say It again," she exclaimed
"and again every time I see you
The lawyer turned round. There
was a comic look of despair In hi
face which would have amused his
visitor had her errand not been so
serious.
"How often do you ltend that shall
be?"
"Every day." h replied, calmly. "I
shall say It and think It until until
It comes true."
Judge Brewster tried to feel angry,
although Inwardly he had hard work
to keep from smiling. With pretend
ed Indignation, he said:
"You mean that you intend to keep
at me until I give war through
ilHm
DO
"You Take Tee Much for Granted.'
tell you how I know it. that's all!
Howard didn't do It. I know he
didn't."
The lawyer smiled.
"That'i a very fair sample of fem
inine logic."
"Well, It's all I have," she retored.
with a toss of her head. "And it's a
mighty comfort, too, because when
you know a thing you know it and it
niakes you happy."
Judge Brewster laughed outright.
"Feminine deduction!" he cried.
"Think a thing, believe It and then
you know it!" Looking up at her, be
asked:
"Haven't you any relatives to whom
you can go?"
She shook her head.
"No." she said, sadly. "My father
died In Sing Sing and the rest are
not worth "
"Yes, yes, I know," replied the
Judge, hastily. "I got your family his
tory from Mr. Jeffries after your mar
riage. It Is filed away among the
family archives."
She smiled sadly.
"It's a wonder you don't burn m
up my folks were not a very bril
liant lot." Earnestly she went on:
cheeks. The old lawyer turned away
his head so that she might not see
the suspicious redness in his eyes.
believe Moving toward the door, she turned
around.
"Well, you have your own troubles,
Judge. I'll go now, but I'll come again
to-morrow. Perhaps you'll have bet
ter news for me."
The lawyer waved her back to her
seat with a commanding gesture Bhe
could not resist. There was deter
mination around hla mouth; In his
face was an expression she had not
seen there before.
"Sit down again for a moment," he
said, sharply. "I want to ask you a
question. How do you account for
Howard's confessing to the shooting?"
"I don't account for it," she replied,
as she resumed her seat. "He saya he
didn't confess. I dou't believe he
did."
"But three witnesses"
"Who are the witnesses?" she Inter
rupted, contemptuously. "P.ollcemen!"
"Thai makes no difference," He ia.
"He made a confession and signed "
Annla leaned forward. What did
God, but I can't thls queBu0n mean? Was the Judge
becoming interested after all? Her
heart gave a leap aa she answered
eagerly
"He confessed against his will. I
mean he didn't know what he was
doing at the time. I've had a talk
with the physician who was called In
Dr. Bernstein. He says that Capt,
Clinton ia a hypnotist, that he can
compel people to say what he wants
them to say. Well, Howard Is what
they call a subject they told him he
did It till he believed he did."
She looked narrowly at the lawyer
to see what effect her words
Judge Brewster was enjoying th
situation hugely. He had quite mad
up his mind what to do, but he lli.ee)
to quit this bold young woman w
had not been afraid to show klift
where his duty lay. Striving to keef
a serloua face, he satd:
Oh. yes. you did, and I want yon .
to understand I'm not afraid of ai
nan. As' to allowing my personaTnt
eresta to interfere with my duty-'"
Annie took alarm. 8he waa reallf
ifrald she had offended him.
"Oh, I didn't say that did If sh
ixclalmed timidly.
Judge Brewster forced hla face into
i frown.
You said I knew on which side my
tread waa buttered!"
"Did I?" she exclaimed In con-
Iternatlon.
"You say a great many things, Mrs.
effrles," said the lawyer solemnly,
'Of course, I realize how deeply yon
eel, and I make excuses for you. Bui
'in not afraid. Please understand
Jiat-"
He rapped the table with his eye
jlasses as if he were very much of
tended Indeed.
"Of course not" she said apologetio
illy. "If you were you wouldn't evea
ee me let alone talk to me and-
nd " Pointing to the piece of pa
)ir he held in his hand, she added
'And"
"And what?" demanded the Judge,
imused.
Half hysterical, now laughing, now
trying, she went on:
"And and take the names and ad
tresses of witnesses for the defenso
-and think out how you're going to
lefend Howard and and all that
The lawyer looked at ber anw
aughed.
"So you think I'm going to hel
Howard?" he said. "You take to
puch for granted."
"You're not afraid to help nim.
he said. "I know that-you Jua
laid so."
Judge Brewster raised his (1st and
trought It down on the desk with
tang which raised in a cloud the o -fumulated
dust of weeks. His fac
pet and determined, he said:
" "You're quite right! I'm going to
lake your case!"
Annie felt herself giving way. 1
fas more than she could stand. Foal
ftctory to be hers when only a mo
went before defeat seemed certain
was too much for ber nerves. All ah
could gasp was:
"Oh. Judge!"
The lawyer adjusted hla eyeglasses
blew his nose with suspicious energy
nd took up a pen.
Now don't pretend to be surprised
you knew I would. And please don't
thank me. I hate to be thanked roo
doing what I want to do. If I dldn'
want to do it I would n t
Through her tears she murmured
"I'd like to say 'thank you.'"
"Well, please don't," he snapped.
But she persisted. Tenderly, sho
snld :
May I say you're the dearest, kind
est "
Judge Brewster shook his head.
"No no nothing of the kind."
"Most gracious noble-hearted-
courageous, sne went on.
The Judge struck the table anotfcel
formidable blow.
"Mrs. JeffrleB!" he exclaimed.
She turned away her head to hide
hoi feelings.
"Oh, how I'd like to have a good.
. a if aV
cry, sne murmurea. u nowm
only knew!"
Judge BrewBter touched an electrie.
button, and his head clerk entered.
Mr. Jones," said the lawyer qulea
ly, "get a stenographic report of tho
case of the People against Howarej
Jeffries, Jr.; get the coroner's Inquest
the grand Jury Indictment, and get ft
copy of the Jeffries confession ge
everything right away!"
The clerk looked Inquiringly, Bras,
at Annie and then at his employer
Then respectfully he asked:
"Do we, sir?"
"We do," said the lawyer laconlot
ally.
(floiil iiuied Next Isxuo.)
Dr. Qreeder Moves.
lr. Herman (Irt'eder lias moved
to Hie M. S. HriRs place on Chi
rago aveime, where lie will bo
were found nl liuine lo his many friends
avenue,
having, but to her great disappoint- and patrons. llus makes lb,
ment the Judge was apparently paying doctor u much better location
not the slightest attention. He was ian t., fanner one on I.incoltt
gating out of the window and drum
ming hla fingers absent -mlndadly on
the desk. Utterly discouraged, she
again rose.
"Oh. well, what's the use?"
The Judge quickly put out his hand
fiuy Murray and wife of My
nard, who were married April 28,
were serenaded Wednesday even
inir ill Ichir home west of MvnardV
and partly pusnea ner naca in i , , , , , friends. The
cnair.
Don't go," he said. Then he
added:
"Who told you be was a hypnotlo
subject?"
Her hopes revived once more.
thank them very much for tho
noise they made with their cow
hell and shotguns.
Try the journal's tint fd toiuma.
