The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1893-07-12

morning of the goth he took oath that
he would do his duty as q good and
loyal man in the matters to be placed
before the grand jury. In q few mia
utes more he was sitting with twenty
three other men round long table
listening TO detectives and others testi-
flying against unseen people.
How many cases were disposed of he
hardly knew, when he heard the name
he had waited for Joyce raised his
head. Now would come the revenge
for all the pain he had silently suf-
fered; and yet his revenge would be
only his honest duty. His face grew
hard and grim.
A postoffice expert testified among
other thing, that Alroy had openly
boosted that he would raise his Office
to second grade SO that the increase of
salary would warrant his marriage.
Two other witnesses testified as to the
facts already known.
"Well, gentlemen" said the fore
man of the jury.
'T move that true bill be found"
cried Juror.
'I second the motion, said another.
"All in favor of true bill signify
their assent by saying Aye.
Several "Ayes.
"Contray NO.
Several 'tNos."
The foreman and an officer of the
court looked round the table.
''He may, or may not, have thought
the sales legitimate" said one.
"Oughtn't he to have the benefit of
the doubt?" asked another. cit is
getting very easy to accuse men In Of
fee of dishonesty"
''An official like postmaster, said
third, "should be above suspicion. "
''Rather unfair to make his wish to
be married the cause for his rascality, "
said the youngest iuryman.
"And to blame him for his ambition
in trying to raise his Office, said kind
voice.
"Gentlemen, said the court officer,
"a majority of one is sufficient to make
ont true bill, and like majority of
one may ignore bill. Those III favor
of true bill will please rise.
The man next to Joyce sprang up to
his feet. Another got up. Joyce
counted three, four, five.
eff he knew the bare sale of the
stamps did not substantiate his claim,
that would make true bill against
him, said Juror. Another man stood
up, still another.
"Only seven. All, eight, nine, ten,
eleven"
The Juror on the other side of Joyce
rose.
Twelve"
joyce with feeling of exultation
that his revenge was to be even great
er than he had hoped-when he could
give the casting vote to decide the
case against staightened his
knees to rise and form the majority OF
one. At that moment he heard low,
tremulous voice: 81 proposed the
fraud. Love for him made me do as
have done; love for me made him do
the rest " He glanced fearfully
around, almost expecting to see the
owner of that voice-the woman he
loved-the woman who had treated
him so badly-the woman who had
gauged his honor and his love.
"Your duty as good and loya
man"
''No majority" sang out the court
officer, ga tie. Let me try again an
other way. Those in favor of ignoring
the bill please to rise"
(''Your duty as good and loyal
may
Twelve men were standing up.
Chow is this gentlemen" said the
court officer, "still tie.
('I proposed the fraud, " came that
low, tremulous voice. Glove for hin
made me do as have done"
Love. Did Joyce know what love
was? Did he know the power
Mary's love must have exercised ovel
the man she loved-the man she haC
ruined? Did he know her suffering
now that she realized what she done
And did he think of Alroy's love fol
her; of his striving after hap
piness with her even at the
price of that which men hold
to be the first principle of man
hood-honor Was there not yet /
chance for retrieving, chance fol
their peace, made purer by mistake
and suffering? Was there nothing
higher than mere duty? Was it duty
to irretrievably ruin two lives whicl
might yet be made better? Mary
would never be sure of the part he
discarded lover played in this case, de
spite her guessing, and-oh, his honor
his honor and oh, his pain-his hope
less love-
"Stin tie" impatiently said tn,
court officer.
Oh, his honor and oh, his pain-hi
hopeless love! But oh, Mary's happi
ness
Joyce, the thirteenth juror, suddenly
shot up on his feet, making the ma
iority of one.
"NIaiority proclaimed the cour
officer. "The bill is ignored"
The thirteenth juror fell in heap t,
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