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, IN THE NICK OF TIME
By Mildred Caroline Goodridge.
(Copyright, 191& by W. G. Chapman)
''Two hours longer oh, how can I
endure this fearful ordeal!"
The cup of sorrow was filled to
overflowing for the speaker a young
woman fair as a wild spring flower,
but as one crushed and dying in a
fierce, wintry blast
She was Alice Lloyd. By her side
in a cradle slept her child, a cherub
faced infant scarcely six months old.
Opposite to her sat a man whose
sinewy frame and bronzed face sug
gested a person of coarser mold, but
his eyes redeemed the presentment.
Eloquent anguish flickering in their
depths, showed a sterling soul of
sympathy and rare human interest
bind the mask of grimness.
His lips set as though in the case of
this woman he faced an ordeal that
could not be evaded He glanced at
the clock. A spasm of frightful mental
torment appeared to almost crush
him. His face grew deadly white.
"I would give my life ten times over
to save your husband," spoke Rich
ard Doyle, huskily.
"Dear friend," answered the wom
an, brokenly, "do I not know it? How
you have stood by us in all this ter
"Your husband, John Lloyd, and
myself are like brothers. He saved
my life once. Oh. that I could aid
him! Oh, that I could lessen your
One two three four five six
seven eight nine ten ! the jan
gling, worn-out clock raspingly toll
ed out the hour. The woman shiver
ed and her fair head fell over into her
outspread arms as she burst into a
torrent of tears.
Richard Doyle, her husband's
sturdy friend and her own, her board
er whose weekly payments alone
saved Mrs. Lloyd and her little child
from starvation, clinched his great
Jieayy hands in mute anguish, while
the cold drops of perspiration stood
out upon his brow as if forced there
through the internal agony he could
Two hours ! he shuddered. At the
hour of midnight, less than two nules"
distant at the state penitentiary, Jongl
Llovd. husband and friend, was-due?
to be electrocuted for the crime of,
In another part of the state, a su-j
A Grim Expression Came Into Hisj
perintendent of a factory of which!
the young man was bookkeeper, had
been shot dead from ambush one
dark night. The .victim and Lloyd ,
had quarreled- There had been badj
blood between them. The weapon"
found near the scene of the crime hada
belonged to Lloyd. The latter stated!
that it had been stolen from his house!
the evening previous. His lawyer?
cited many enemies of the dead man, "
I In vain.