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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 27, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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$50. "The balance when you .are
discharged from jury service. Don't
fall me' and off niBhed Walton, re
lieved, Joyful, never realizing the re
sults of his impetuous action.
Retribution was a first conse
quence he verily believed, when, hav
ing put through his'' bond deal, the
securities werit down the, next day
and he Scored a loss. However, -he
was glad he had escaped a possible
two weeks' exile- from his beloved
money-making. '
Bad luck pursued him during the
week. Two deals he made engulfed
half of his capital He was not in
the best of humor when one day
Moreland,, attired in a decent' suit,
but well filled up with liquor, sailed
into his office. .
'Well, I served on the Jilry like a
little man!" he vaunted. "Came after
the balance of the two hundried."
Walton paid the money silently.
He regretted now, the way affairs
had turned out, that he Jlad juggjed
with the law, placed a loan on his
conscience and tampered with a
schemer of the caliper of Moreland.
as he stowed away the roll of bills.
"A big satisfaction, too. Say 1 want
to thank you for. putting me'in the
way of paying off an old score."
, "What do you mean?" demanded
Waltdh.
"Wliy, luck would have it that one
'Ned Severn, an old acquaintance of
mine, was on trial for embezzlement
Say, the evidence hadn't been half
given before every mother's son of
us-on the jury knew it was a frame
up of a jealous fellow clerk. I put
hun through, though. You know I'm
a clever talker. Well, eleven of the
jury were for acquitting him. I tired
them out holding forconviction and
1 carried the day."
"And the man innocent!" oried
Walton. . 7
. "sure tning, out you see he is th
fellow who .cut me out with the only
sdrl I cared for and married-her. 1
pot him Ave VeArl" and the iehobla 1
wretch gloated over- his malicious
victory.
Arthur Walton arose in a cold per-r '
spiratlon. We was white to the lips.
In horror he realized how culpable
he had been in trusting td'a mercen
ary, heartless human wreck the sa
cred functions of. the law.
"You miserable wretch!" he ut tered
hoarsely. "Sit down at that
desk and .write out every circum
stance of what you have told me or
I will go to the bar of justice, con-?
fess my share fn this hideous crime;
and make you share the penalty.
Write!"
- Thoroughly cowed, v Moreland did
as ordered. Then Walton thrust
him from the place. He took" an hour,
or two to arrange his business affairs
and then proceeded to. the court
where the trial of Ned Severn had
taken place. He entered the office of
the judge. ,
"I have come to right a wrong,',
spoke Walton. "I ask nd leniency for,
what I have done, but, at any cost,
justice must be rendered," and he v
presented the confession of Moreland -and
told the stpry. Next day Arthuc
Walton was sentenced to one yea4
in the house of correction and Ned
Severn within the week had a retrial
and was set at liberty.
The young man and his sister
came to see Walton in the warden'
office a few days later. Even amfcj
this, his humiliation, the gentle conT
dolence of Edith Severn was a balm
to a broken spirit, but one expert-
encing a "certain jOy in the vast sac-t -rifice
he had made.
And out of it came a. proposition
from Walton to have Severn manage
his business during his sentence. H$
could consult daily with Walton, for
the house of correction was located,
not two miles from the office. ,
Then at the end of six months,
Edith Severn brought to Walton
great surprise. She bqj him hk:
pardon afid in h'eface'and words n
tiould readpiofe of a sentiment, o(s
admIrition"for his noble atonement -
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