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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 18, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 20

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new position in the west. One night
he took his courage in his hands and
asked her to be his wife and go with
him where all memory of the past
could be forgotten
He knew by her looks that she
loved him. But she would not
"It is your pity for me, Ronald, not
love," she said, sighing. "I love you,
but I can never be your wife so long
as this curse of blood lies on me."
"You acted rightly," he cried hot
ly. "No jury would have convicted
you. Helen, dearest, forget it and
come with me."
"I cannot," she answered sadly. "I
must leave you and you must for
get." But on the next day something
happened which drove all thoughts
of parting from their heads. The
wife of the murdered man was ar
rested, charged with the crime.
It was known that she had been in
the city that day. She had threat
ened him;, the negro janitor identi
fied her as the women he had seen
near the apartment house. And
Ronald and Helen watched the un
folding of the grim trial with dismay.
On the evening before the last day
Helen spoke to Ronald, about what
lay uppermost in her mind.
"I cannot let that woman be con
victed," she said. "I must go downJ
to the court and offer my confes
sion." Ronald could not dissuade her. He
knew that it was. the only possible
thing.
And all day they sat in the dreary
courtroom listening- to the intolera
bly long summing up. The jury had
at last retired. Ronald had persuad
ed Helen not to speak unless the ver
dict was "guilty."
It was hours before the jury re
turned. A murmur spread through
the courtroom. The face of the fore
man was deadly white. He trembled
and looked away from the prisoner's
straining eyes. There could be no
doubt what the verdict was.
Suddenly Helen sprang to her f eej.
Ronald rose and kept his arm about
her. She faced the prisoner and
stretched out her hand.
But before a word could leave her
lips the woman in the dock uttered a
shriek and recoiled, clutching at the
air.
"Yes, I am guilty," she cried. "He
lied to me, deceived me. I learned
that he was supporting another
woman, who was passing as his wife.
I dogged him to his home. I entered
after, him. I saw him in the hallway,
and over his head a dagger hung. It
seemed placed there for me. I struck
him and then the other woman
came out and she stands there!"
And she collapsed unconscious
upon the floor.
Helen fell into Ronald's amis.
"It is true! It is true!" she cried.
"I remember everything!"
The verdict of manslaughter was
further eased by a mercifully light
sentence, and, with the obstacle to
their marriage removed, Ronald and
Helen went west, where they started
upon their new life together.
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MUTTISH MONOLOGUES
' I've just come from Arkansas.
Great state Arkansas.
Lot of brilliant men down there.
Other day an Arkansas jury was sit
ting in a damage suit against a
greedy railroad corporation for kill
ing a cow.
Said the foreman: "If the bell had
been rung as it ought to if the whis
tle had been blown as it should have
been blew the cow would not have
been injured when she was killed."
A wise judgment that
Speaking of wisdom, my friend
Casey got a job with the street car
company. It's remarkable how that
man has come to the front He start
ed as a conductor and now he's a
motorman.
The doctor told him to take the
conductor's job because his health
was bad and he needed change.
He's since built a $10,000 house
I "with Jhe change.

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