San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-03-16

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| tsreU the rod Of notes upon the bldzinq
Goals
''Dut size looked SO tagged out couldn't
be snappish to her."
Maybe the judges reflections as to his
younger life caused him to feel that he
owed his wife little more than usual.
He looked up.
"What is it?' he asked. Anything
Gan do for you, my dear?'
at is one of those tiresome women
come to speak with you," his wife
answered YEARLY. Must the mothers
and wives and all the female relatives
of the men you try come to ask your
clemency for the accused ones? Why
should people be so preposterousf A
jury are the judges of the facts; judge
has nothing to do with conviction"
"You are good lawyer" smiled the
judge, gathering up his loose papers,
land like most women you are against
your own sex. You don't say word
about the men who come here"
"These women irritate me-" she went
gle out the houses of judges. suppose
they argue that personal appeals will
tighten sentences about to be imposed
I believe some of the women who bother
US borrow the babies they bring with
them; baby is supposed to be most
pathetic adjunct to an appeal. Do you
remember that old toothless one who
came here with twins in long clothes?'
"Then the wife and baby of an accused
man are down stairs?
ellis mother, SIR" ventured Catharine.
"And without baby"
well, suppose 1 shall have to see
her." said the judges wife. eft is tho
mother Of the man whose case You ara
engaged on .r.
what man."
Dunlap"
Again the name of the man may have
influenced the judge. As his wife arose
from her chair he said:
my dear, perhaps you had better slip
on shawl Your diamonds, your gay
dress-they are such contrast to the
woman you Will see.
"Nonsense!" she said, "nonsense!'
"And, Catharine," said the judge, as
the music in the adjoining room became
more brilliant, with mans voice added
to it, "tell Miss Estelle 1 should like to
see her."
His wife gave him quick glance be-
fore sailing from the study, her velvet
train swishing yard behind her, and
cautiously followed by Catharine. Then
the music stopped abruptly, there was
light movement outside the door, and
twenty years of blondness and beauty
entered the study, good many tinkling
ornaments jingling as she came along.
Papa" she said, you sent for meT
Sweetheart" said the judge, 81
should like you to interrupt your con
cert for few minutes. There is poor
woman down stairs, the mother OF
man | am trying, and the music, our
cheerfulness'
sob, you sensitive papa, your was
the merry interruption. is that all you
wanted me fOr:'
THAT is all"
"Then l will go back to Mr.. Elwyn-
do you hear him picking out tune OH
the piano? He says he only knows two
tunes; the one is God Save the Queen,
and the other isn't. Did you ever hear
that before? And-papa, he is all alone
in there"
"And am all alone in here
She looked at him, and the color
rushed to her face.
What do You mean" she said.
There's 4 difference"
The judge leaned back in his chair and
regarded her.
Surely there's a difference" he said
slowly; 'surely there's difference.
Come here"'
She went around to him, putting her
arms about his neck.
kiss me" he said, my daughter
So she placed her rosy face up against
his, the faint perfume exhaled by her
garments, her tinkling beads and bah
giles almost as u parenthesiS in the caresS.
Nov go back TO the lonely young
man." said the judge, gently pushing
her from him. Surely there's differ
ence."
But she kissed him once again and
smoothed his face little before she
pavly left him, and he waited, listening
for the last faint jingle of her ornaments.
"Surely there's a difference" he said
softly. He picked up the papers he had,
written that evening, made roll of
them and slipped Il rubber band over all.
With this baton he tapped upon the
table, thinking of the letter he had vet
to write before going to bed-the letter