The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-09-08

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off with those braceletsw he said
sternly
Isaac Masters regarded the superinten
dent gratefully. For the first time
since he had been rebuffed by the sta
ton policeman, his natural expression
of trust returned to his fa=a.
I'll forgive him." said the boy of
simple Christian education. 1T was
| dark, and he made a mistake" Isaac
wiped the clothed blood from his
cheeks. Can go now?"
/ Even a less experienced man than
the White-haired superintendent would
/ have known that the young man before
/ him could no more have committed a
crime or told an untruth than an oak.
/ The policeman who had dubbed him,
! perhaps with the best intentions in the
world, hung his head.
Let me hear your story first" The
( superior officer spoke in the most faith
erly tones. He really pitied the coun-
try lad.
what is your name? Where do you
! come from? How did you get there?
/ Tell me all about it. Here, sergeant,
get him glass of water first?'
perhaps little whisky would do
him good" suggested night hawk,
who had just opened the door OF the
reporters room. Blood acts terrlDly
upon even the most srolid Imagination.
Beneath that red streaked mask it
needed all the experience of the super
intendent to recognize the innocence OF
a Juvenile heart AS Isaac, in lndlg-
nant refusal, turned his head upon the
youthful representative of an aged pa
per, he seemed to the thoughtless re-
porter the incarnation of a wounded
| beast The young fellow opened the
door and beckoned his mates IN TO see
the new show that was enactlng pc
I fore them. 1t is only fair to say tnae
it is due to the modern insanity OF the
| press for prying into private affairs
| that the worst phase of the tragedy L
am relating came to pass.
isaac Masters told his story eagerly
and simply.
Il have done nothing to be arrested
for.o he ended, looking at the super
! intendent with his round, honest eyes.
II only did my duty as anybody else
would Now let me go. Tell me, MI.
Officer, where I can get a decent night
! lodging, for [ am going home tomor-
row. I've had enough city. 1 want to
go home!'
Something like a sob sounded in the
| throat of the huge boy as he came to
this pathetic end Every man in the
station. from the most hardened OBJ
server of crime to the most juvenile
reporter of misery, was moved. Isaac,
himself dizzy from the effects OF the
blow, nauseated by the prison smell,
! the indescribable odor of crime which
no disinfectants can overcome, con-
! founded by the surroundings into
which he had been cast, and trembling
with the nameless apprehension that
all honest people feel when drawn into
| the arms of the law, SWayed ana
swooned again.
The sergeant and the reporter Gor
they were not without kind hearts)
busted themselves with bringing him
to- From an opposite bench the muir
derer lowered between scowls of pain,
upon the man who had crushed him.
/ There had been revealed to him a SIM
plicity of soul residing in body of
iron. He saw that the country lad had
tainted not from physical weakness,
but because of mental anguish. Such
an apparent disparity between mind
| and body had not been brought to the
saloon keepers experience before.
HE is the only witness, you say,
officer?" inquired the chief Are you
sure?'
Yes, sorr''
"We'll have to hold him, then. It's
a great pity. [ don't suppose he could
get a SO ball. The superintendent
shook his gray head thoughtfully. His
subordinates did the same with an ex-
aggerated air of distress.
where am [? Ohr' What horror in
that exhalation, as Isaac realized the
place he was in. He staggered to his
feet.
"c,i1-a no NV hoo o,,io1,p, No
claimed. II will 60"
I'm afraid you can't go yet" The
superintendent spoke as if he hated
| to do his duty.
"Not go? Why not? You have no
right to hold an innocent manr
''In cases of assault and murder, the
witnesses must be held until they can
furnish bail. That is the law" The
white-haired man hurried his expla-
nation as if he were ashamed of it.
81 will come back"
The officer shook his head
81 will give you my word ] will
Isaac clasped the rail pleadingly.
'Ill have to lock you up tonight;
the judge will settle the amount of
your bail tomorrow.
Lock me up? tell you / have no
friends here! How can I get bail?
! Where will you put me?"
Show him his CELL" replied the
chief to his sergeant.
Come along" said the policeman
kindly. 'All witnesses are treated
that way Well give you the most
comfortable quarters we've got"
He took Isaac by the arm after the
professional manner. The young man
flung off the touch. For an instant his
eyes swept the station menacingly.
What if he should exert his strength.
There We're two-three-fou officers
in the room. He might even overpower
these, and dash for liberty. He saw
the livid reflection of electric lights
through the windows. Internationally
he contracted his sinews, and tighten
ed his muscles until they were rigid.
Then the hopelessness of his position
\ burst upon him like a red strontian
fire. He felt blasted by his disgrace
! What are you doing to me q he