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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 26, 1912, Image 10',
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"This is the suicidal ward,"
said the supervisor as he unlock
ed the door to Miss Margie Gor
don, who in turn repeated the in
formation to the pupils of her
psychology class that was visit
ing the asylum in connection
with the chapter on insanity.
Miss Gordon and her high
school class walked slowly
around the assembly rpom of the
ward scrutinizing the faces of oc
cupants of the benches. Dave
Barrington was hiding his face
in his hands. Not that he wish
ed to avoid their gaze, but he was
in one of his customary attitudes.
As the visitors were leaving the
ward, Barrington ran to a barred
window. He clutched the cold
iron bars that separated him from
"Margie, Margie, do you hear
me? It is I, Dave," he cried at
the top of his voice as he peered
through thcbars into the gloam
ing. Miss Gordon gave a cry, partly
one of fright and partly surprise.
She recognized the voice. She
ran to Barrington and threw her
arms around his neck.
"Dave, I hear you. This is
Margie. Don't you know me?"
Barrington turned and grab
bed her roughly by the shoulders.
He held her at arm's length for
fully a minute and then wrapped
her in his arms in a fond and ten
"My sweetheart. Why did you
"Dave, Dave, I am your sister.
That is why I left you. The day
before I left Sherwood, I got a
letter from the -superintendent of
the Infants' Rest in which he said
he thought he ought to tell me,
now that I was of age, that my
parents and yours too, Dave,
were killed in a railroad wreck.
You and I were on the same train
but we miraculously escaped un
injured. We were taken to the
fondling institution' and given the
names we now have. By a strange
coincidence you- and I were
adopted by persons in the same
town and they were not apprised
of our relationship. I was not
brave enough to tell you this,
Dave. Will you forgive met
"Yes, Margie, I forgive you. I
am very happy."
"Dave Barrington, discharged
as cured," was written on the
Oldenham asylum records 15
Along the tan bark path to the
asylum gate, Majgie and Da've
walked hand in hand behind the
She You're a nice sort of hus
band ! Before we were married
you said that we'd swim in wine.
He You also said after we are
married you'd throw away all
those old clothes you were wear
ing. She Well, if I had done so, I'd
have been no, lady.
Prince She looks like a wom
an with a past. Is she trying to
live down a mistake?
Talbot Not exactly; she is
trying to divorce it