The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1899-09-24
CHILD OF THE PRISON
Test Of Theory Of Inheritance Of
Criminal Instincts.

and stamping her little foot: I'm no pig
zoner." And then she ran. fairly scream
ing with giee. down the aisle. while q
grim smile cuivered the keepers lips and
the dust-iaden air. pressing like those
ever-preeent walls close upon the gray
forms bent In work. seemed to lift and let
the sunlight stream in After this when
ever Little Emma's sweet viii led her into
the tailor shop she chose 70 play IN the
aisle near Dalson's table. and now and
again az she passed she would lay flow
er on his pile OF overails.
In few days other sounds much more
decisive arrested Dalton's attent;on--che
rustic Of SILK. steps that advanced and
paused. and the rumble OF heavy Voice
which he knew 10 be the depusys. Exi-
IDENTIFY that officer was performing the
grateful duty OF showing . party OF Wis
itors through the institution. Up the aials
they came ana stood by the desk. where
there was the most comprehensive view
OF the men at work: the deputy. explain
ing the beauties OF the system two men.
evidently farmers OF position. ana three
women. two Of whom were Of the same
respectable class. But the third. 10 SEEM
ed to Dalton - he looked again under
his brows. that ne had known by the
swish Of her skirt A. she passed: why.
II Wa Maggie. Of course. . transformed
Maggie. severely elegant In trailing black
gown and Grape vel. How on earth had
she fallen In with those good folks? How
but why should he question regarding
her methods? Did he not know how
clever she wasf She was there, standing
In front OF him. and she knew him. OF
course she did. Far one instsn, Dali
ten dared to raise his eyes. He looked
first at Maggie and then at little En-
ma and there was . world Of csln-
ming IN his glance. The woman smiled.
as II In sympathy with the deputy's
words. and placed her hands against her
waist with fingers slightly extended That
was all. But - the party turned to pass
out Dalton heard her say to little Emma:
''Come. little girl. don't you waht to walk
stood him. even - he understood that she
would return In I'VE days.
1t was the very next day that the idea
came to Dalton. The weather was ex-
tremely hot and humid. and the air insde
was almost unbearable. Keeper Krank
called to the convict Assistant. an expert
machinist. who instructed newcomers. Gfi
minor repaiEs and through his faithfulness
enjoyed many privileges.
Jack" he said. Just 80 up on the roof
and open those ventlators. WI your
And then Dalton fscollecled tina ,adder
nailed to the side Of the wall and wonder
ed why II had never occuryed to him that
this might lead to the desperate chance he
craved.
A day or two later end he had taken
the next step toward freedom Little
Emma was playing In the aisle ~ his
table. Dalton dropped his sc;ssors As
he stopped down he slipped into the chiid's
hand tiny wad Of paper. Fer the lady"
he breathed. For . few moments she con-
dnued te make dresses for her dolly out
OF the clippings. and then she danced out
OF the room merrily singing: I'm the n.y.
est thing In old New York.
The nth day came and Dalton's nerves
we're all a-tingle with expectancy. Would
Maggie come? Just as Daaton reached a
state OF despair there came a nudge in
the side and q hoarse whisper from the
man behind him. ct on to the deputy
piping on the gals By the Soller-house.