cell. She struggled with 'conflicting?
emotions. For an instant it seemed
as if Tier courage had failed her. Then
the most cheerful voice in the big
prison called to her and she stood be
fore the bars that penned up Leo M.
An hour later she emerged from the
jail, face set with determined convic
tion. "He is innocent," she declared. "He
must and will be cleared!"
The opera star was in Atlanta for
the week of performances the Metro
politan company gives here every
spring. For months she had studied
the Frank case and wanted to talk
with the prisoner. Her visit to the
jail was unheralded. Even the turn
key didn't know he was admitting
the most admired of all opera artists.
"Do you know," said Frank as he
fondly caressed his wife's hand, "we
became engaged the night we attend
ed your first appearance here several
Once or twice the conversation
drifted toward the fate that threat
"He smiles when you speak of
death to him," said Miss Farrar. " l
won't die on the gallows,' he told me
when I asked him if he thought that
nothing would interfere with the
court's decree. 'Either God or the
people of Georgia will save me!'
"When J iirst entered the jail," said
the star, "I grew sicks at -heart. My
courage .faltered and: I feared for the'
time being that I would not, be able to
stand the test.
"As long as I live I will never for
get my feelings as I stepped out of
the elevator into tKe corridor leading
to his cell.
"I had a sensation of nausea. I
wanted to turn back, but my anxiety
to see the man in whose behalf I had
already formed such a firm belief of
innocence spurred me on.
"I strove as hard as I could to look
upon him from a completely unprej
udiced standpoint, but, all the while
my conviction of his innocence grew
upon me and I finally resigned myself
to total faith in him.
"There is a poignant pathos in the
grief of Mrs. Frank. he was pres
ent when I talked with him and her
hand went through the bars to rest in
his all the while we chatted. Deep
down in her heart there is sorrow un
told, but when he takes "hold of her
fingers and glances into her eyes a
smile that is supremely eloquent
brightens her face.
'The torture she has stood would
drive any ordinary woman to distrac
tion. She loves him intensely. Mrs.
Frank has slaved untiringly to save
her husband. I don't think Leo Frank
would bear up with such fortitude if
it were not for her constancy.
"I sat there enthralled by the ex
ample of their love. There sat the
man, one of the greatest personalities
it has ever been my pleasure to ob
serve, lingering in the shadow of
death, being idolized by a j worthy
woman, even more intensely than on
their bridal week. It thrilled me. I
forgot that I was in a jail.
"I carried away with me the pleas
urable impression of havingmet an
unusual soul it seems to me he must
and will, be cleared."
CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
MOLLfE HAS IT OUT "WITH DICK '
(Copyright, .1915, by the Newspaper Enterprise Association.)
When Mollieand Aunt Mary came
home I pretended to be asleep".- I
heard Aunt .Mary- ask if Jack were
better and heard Dick answer gruffly
that he had left the hospital yester
uu; aU bnuuld' have been hoic uc
. a U not say that he learned this
interesting fact from me.
Aunt Mary said she was very tired
and then" hurried off to bed.
"Now, young lady," said Dick to
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