The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1903-10-02
TCoNCLUSIoN.1

Things did not end here. Shocking to
relate, pair became the go between in
this prison love affair. He was some
times artiGcially severe to make up for
the lapse, but Murphy understood and
endured; also, to PARIS amazement,
c 45, instead of taking advantage"
became manageable, so that even the
governor himself, seeing results as Parr
saw them, might have winked at sun
dry awful breaches of the rules.
1--WE brought you something" said
Parr mysteriously one day, (which l
oughtn't to. Me breakin' the rules! But,
there-the little un's so pretty and so
weakr'
"Pretty she is" replied Murphy
stoutly, ''but not SO weak as she
looks"
Don't you think so? They're always
sayin' l shan't rear her.
"Rubbish!" said the mendacious Muir
ply. "Look at me. l was a weak ba-
by"
Parr eyed him with a dubious and
uncomplimentary shake of the head.
He might have been weak, but he
could certainly never have been pretty.
Then the jailer produced from his
pocket fiat parcel and handed it mys-
teriously to the prisoner. Cant let you
keep it. Get us both into trouble. But
I'll leave it with you till evenin'."
Murphy grabbed it anXiously with
his great lean hand and unwrapped it
with clumsy tenderness. 1t was not in
itself attractive either as to manner or,
under the circumstances, subject. 1t
was, in fact picture of one front of
the prison, seen from within. and was
exactly like the drawing of any o,iler
average child of five. 1t had, however,
one little popularity of which all Fay
sizes art efforts partook. Across the i'm
possible erection, with its square win
dows and scribbles of smoke above ev-
cry chimney, was carefully though er-
roneously printed "God Is Live"
The two big men looked at it admir-
ingly, with their heads close together,
Murphy's black stubble and PARIS well
oiled auburn locks. Parr. as parent.
was politely deprcciatory. Murphy, the
LCClpl-ht- SAT III OpSL h4OulhCd
and wonder.
"It's drawed pretty well for such q
baby" the first said, feigning modesty.
ITS drawed beautiful!' said Muir
ply. with severity. He traced the hard
penciled lines with his large. coarse fin
gers. ''Wlly, there's door-and windows
AS plain as plain! Any fool can tell
what it's meant for"
Neither man at first commented on
the text Eventually, when other de-
tails had been exhausted, Parr said
awkwardly, with the air of one who
feels it his duty to uphold church and
state, 'She always puts them"
Murphy's eye followed his finger with
some remains of bitterness, which also
qualified the newborn softness of his
voice as lie remarked:
"Seems blamed odd-to put it on q
prison.
"Shut up!'' said Parr. 81 reckon Fay.
sic knows raore about it than either Of
us two do
Now, this was an epoch in the mental
and spiritual development of Parr. For
the first time l3 placed himself side by
side with a prisoner. Murphy was i'm
mensely impressed, so much so that all
the revolt was taken out of him. He
paused, then agreed very gently:
Il reckon she does-more than me
anyway" a long pause. Gus two, eh?'
l fear that Murphy was somewhat
f1la thaf q thnnnh hn o6a
for it afterward. He spent much of his
time in contemplating art. Parr had
sternly adjured him to wrap the draw
ing up in its original paper that it
might not be soiled. On that paper he
found another drawing, which filled
him with superstitious dismay. The
discovery was not made till just before
Parr came to reclaim the treasure.
''See there" said G 10. He was quite
livid. and his hand shook. 1t was rath-
er sobering-the likeness of a topping
and irregular monumental cross, with
'Faysie Parr' printed upon it, date,
and "Of Such IL the Kindum of Hevn."
Parr affected unconcern. 1t was no
new trial to him. "She's always doin'
that on the sly. Some meddlin' holy
Joe taught her, or maybe her granny
she lived with till the old lady died"
Another drawing turned up subse-
quently, which Parr introduced to his
notice with grin less sarcastic than
it would have been two months before.
This also depicted monumental cross,
At the top was Murphy's own name
and underneath 1t precisely the same
legend as above quoted.
"Um," said Murphy, viewing it dark
ly, while Parr observed him, with his
head slightly on one side. would you
oblige me with bit of pencil to do my
sum for the schoolmaster, Mr. Parr?"
Murphy was laboriously acquiring the
knowledge that two and two make
four. He put the paper down on his
stool, sucked the stump of pencil and
applied himself to making an altera-
tion, "Please not to show her that" he
said, handing the design to Parr,
Though it amt not to say cussin' ex-
actly, put in that way"
For the word Heaven" the clemens
tary Murphy had substituted one
broadly descriptive letter which he
pointed out with simple pride. 1t stood
thus: a."
One day a strange warder appeared,
out of ne sequence of routine, in MUIR
phys corridor. Novelties here We're al
most always painful. Murphy. being n