Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-01-06


and represented ! youth wearing the
rough dress Of cowboy mot the cow
boy of tbe stage) in the act Of mount
ing lean ''broncho."
Only the profile OF the face was visi-
BILE, but it q striking and characteristic
one. On the. back of the photograph
was written in a clerkly hand. the
words:
Colorado, October, 1920"
Cowboy Jack Maynard, Talooms.
It had been relief to Occupy hands
and eyes in any way, and Savernake
gazed steadily at the photograph for
some moments before replacing it in
his pocket-book. Scarcely had he
done so, when the carriage came alb
ruptly to a standstill, and, with q
great leaping of the heart, Savernake
knew that he had reached his destina-
ton. The crucial moment was about
to come.
He descended from the vehicle with
a curious sense of reluctance to cope
with his responsibilities, and looking
up through the haze of July heat, the
grey walls of Joliet Prison frowned Sc
cretively down upon him.
1t was close upon eight o'clock, and
in few minutes more the incarcerat-
ed whose sentences had on that morn
ing come to an end would return TO
freedom and the outer world from
which they had been debarred
Savernake might have waited in the
privacy of his cab, but his restlessness
rendered this impossible. He began
pacing up and down before the gates.
with short uneasy turnings, like bear
in his cage.
Three or four others were waiting
about, but they were persons of an ap-
| pearance very different to Savernake's
An old woman, with a bonnet of a
shape ten years old, shading her eager
ferret eyes. A seedy man of middle
age, who chewed tobacco, and gener-
ously distributed it over the pavement
A haggard young woman, holding by
the hand child of precocious counte-
nance These were all, or nearly all
ana they had no more reality of exist
ho, ~ For
Savernake
1t might have been a year, but was
! in reality exactly nine minutes after
the Englishman left the cab (Which
| had been hidden to waltz before the
gates opened.
Savernake stood watching the small
but motley crew who slouched out with
the countenance apparently serene and
unconcerned, for the heat of the day
excused the beads that glistened on his
lined forehead. But in his own ears
his heart thumped out the seconds like
the loud-voiced pendulum of clock
| Could it be possible that he had been
misled in regard to the date which
! taking everything together, had SEEM
ed to occur so providentially? If So
all his plans might yet end in nothing
| Two elderly men came out, their
common clothing wrinkled and unkept
from it's long storage while they had
worn the uniform of stripes. One
| Joined the woman with the bonnet, the
other shambled UP to the tobacco
splitting individual. An evil-faced
young man shouted ostentatiously to
the child, who shrank nearer to the
| mother. A hollow-faced consumptive
passed out with bent head, alone.
Then came tall figure, with buoyant
step and a close-cropped head erect
upon a splendid white column of throat
that reared itself above the low collar
| of blue flannel shirt.
by gad!" calculated Savernake, be-
| meath his breath. His chest rose and
fell unanimously, and his nostrils
curved out like those Of a spirited
horse. by CAD, it's marvelous. His
| eyes spsrkled, and he stopped forward
so as to intercept the last man who
loft the gates of Joliet prison.
The discharged convict had an air
of careless content. He snuffed the
| free. hot air with lifted head. His
hands had gone to his pockets, as
though delighted to find their way
into the conveniences Of civilized
! clothing again.
ne was young. and despite the ex-
perience he was only at this moment
leaving behind, all the joy of life, ant
| perfect health and glorious youth were
| in his handsome face, his breezy bear
| ing, and the very whistle to which his
lips had already gaily accommodated
themselves.
"Mr. Maynard, l believer" queried
Savernake, politely, putting himself
directly in the others path.
The released prisoner stared, and