The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-06-24
The eood Deed of private NO. 71a.

The night was dark and cold, says a writer
IN Donahoe's Magazine. Private No. 712, of
the Metropolitan force gathered his coat
more closely over his ample chest as he
ing wretehes who possessed no great coats TO
button.
Catch him. ofHeeri',
No. 7l2 gave chase in a manner that re-
Elected credit on his athletic training He
moved with rapidity not usually Observable
IN Goules OF such buIk. Before the third
tlock was reached his huge hand descended
upon the shoulder OF the thief.
Inc ooy-he was scarcely more-made no
resistance. With trent ling hand he handed
TO the policeman the pocketbook he snatched
1t is my Irst crime, he said, simply; my
wife is starving"
The youth name and ofense we're entered
on the Dlotter OF the Ninetieth precint station
mouse and he was locked in cell No. -.
mat night singular conference took place.
In richly furnished drawing room two peo-
pie talked IN earnest undertoneS. One was
sweet faced lady With silver hair and the
of chest.
one year later hight once more. No. 7I2,
having completed his watch, was hurrying
home. taking in with each breath en-. ugh
oxygen TO last an ordinary man for week.
ms klnclE eye was bright with anticipation
or good supper and pleasant bome-evening
with hannah and the babies. The son and
nelr-4l2 No. 2-was now large enough to
toddle about the room astride daddy night
charger. The leather thong served excel
lently for bride. AS the picture presented
itself to the inner vision of No.7l2 his thoughts
were decidedly pleasant
hand was laid on his arm
DO you rememne Lne?'' said the owner of
the hand. in low voice, in which note of
shame was perceptible
cant say l do answered No. 7i2 with
rough kindness.
One year ago. continued the voice. az
stole lady's purse. think now that must
hut I Il. ,1arF f,ffa Tl,at a.-
an excuse My little wife, who had given up
q good home for me, was literally starving,
put she made no sign OF compla mt. u saw but
one thought-her suffering.
An old lady passed me with
purse IN her hand; Quick as Thought L
seized it and ran. You caught me ana you
locked me up.
4 spent that night on M knees in the dark
cell praying that she might not know. I
hugged with insane pleasure the idea that she
might pass away in the night and my shame
of escape
Next day I was discharged No one ap-
peared against me, and it was said that you
were too i'll to appear in court. You did not
look ill
NO. 712 smiled with his eyes. His mouth re-
NAMED solemn and stern.
Il dragged myself home in an agony of ap.
prehension. Judge OF my surprise to find my
wife not alone. Her companion was lady,
sweet faced and elderly-with silver hair.
,'Ihe dish a. reenfwa changed as by a
fairy hand. There was a bright fire by the
crate; there was food and a bottle of wine on
the table. There were also some books, which
made the room seem homelike.
And now | have little business of my
own here on the avenue. thanks to her. am
sta uoner We are comfortable and am
houest-now.
My wife never knew until after the baby
came. When she got stronger told her all.
Il am near the end of my story, My wife
would like to see you. if only once. to thank
you. Our bao y is a boy, and Sarah thought
she would like to ask your permission to
name it after you, Mr.. - Mr.
Riley" said the policeman, huskily.