Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-04-16

path. somehow the old thrill went 10 his
heaFt-he felt the light touch on his arm
making ieaping madness IN his veins.
and saw the moonlight drifting over the
brownest hair and biuest eyes in al re
world
His own eyes dimmed at the memory
OF it. We'll, it was long ago, and he was
successful among men. bat there had
never been another night like that.
ooh. dear, il dadGie could only come
home" was the tired little sigh that
awakened him.
lie started and turned 10 see Hoy
asleep ON his sisters lap while two tears
rolled slowly down her thin checks.
You you mustn't cry! ne stam-
mercd. ''peghaps-
4 don't Let mother see me cry, She
ish w0nlanliness that broke his beart =
lie snatched his hat from the bench
and started up. looking athis watch. II
there WerC only time.
''Loak here" he said, with IN excite
Inent that he had not felt for many 4.
long DAY. You 20 home and-and talk
ask her II she remembers Mr.. Floman
ANA tell her well, tell her that your dad
lie isn't without a friend after tii.''
II there welc only time.
Forty minutes aftgTWarGi he Was push
iu@ through throng Of Spectators hat
the corridor outside. Men stood on tip
toe to peep over one an1thcr'S heads that
they might catch Il glimpse Of the pris-
oner who was not with the strikers. and
yet had done single-han2ei ,;hat some Of
them l0ngcd yet did not care to do: who
had kept persistent silence during his
impris onmcnt and who refused to em-
ploy a lawyer, though he knew himself
10 he in dire extremity.
Ten to one his neck'li stretch" said
4 man in the door as FiOman pushed nv
him. He heard the whisper. and saw the
dark looks cast upon the prisoner: then he
walked across the courtroom and took his
place at The prisoners side.
H. was just il time,
Docs any eue represent Frank Yam
ccy:,.' the judge was asking, and. Flonan
stoo-, UP.
4 do my lord" he said.
There was Il moment Of amazed 81
leucc, broken hy an excited whisper that
went around the courtroom. II Floman
had taken up this case, the great Floman
wh!-th"u-
People who saw him saw how he
stopped and Whispered a word in the
stupetied prisoners ear and clasped his
hand. Then he arose. with head thrown
III and lips set. and those who knew him
khtW that there was a battle in hand.
What that battle was is still remem-
bercd and spoken of with thrill OF pride
by those who watched its progress; who
heard the examination and cr0ss-examina-
ton Of witnesses; who wept and laughed
for two hours, swayed by such oratory
as Fioman had never uttered and as they
had never heard.
If ne had been famous before. those
two hours left his fame doubled. for the
jerry returned Il verdict Of not guilty With
out leaving the box, and hotly denied
afterWard that they were under n spell.
When the verdict was rendered. men
shouted and threw up their hats. and
whom the courtroom was cleared went ont
wiping their eyes.
Frank Nancey was led out staggering
by the man who had saved him As
Fioman put him into a cab, he leaned
forward, his face working
Now that You've done this. Dick" he
whispered, IN tell Won why | beat thar
hound ! reached home in time 10 hear
him insult my wife. an I'd a gone to
The callows before I'd Il mixed her name
up in it,"
Good fer. YOU, old man. returned
Eloman, with barron speech. hut with d
return Of his long-gone heartiness thar,
gave him tender feeling ah~ut the e.e n
Perhaps the tender feeling reached its
rGots down further for he crasped tina
trembling hand on the cab window.
Keep up a stout heart, Frank he
sail. I've get my eye on position -
better than the one YOU had chance OF
promotion, too. Wen, goodby. Give my
love toto the little girl that talks things
ever with her mother"
/" -
1t was late when the great lawyer
reached home that evening. lie had
been detained by boX-a very impor-
tant box which, after being pacl.ed to
the brim. had to be marked. For the
Yanccy birthday" aud sent by careful
messenger.
When he went home Mt last, tired bat
smiling, the lady, cold and proud met
him III the door, reminding him Of so
cial obligation to which they were al
ready late.
'Oh. The Willoughby dinner" he cx-
claimed. Il forget all about it. You 20,
my dear. and make my excuses. l ain
too tired. and not tit for il. I've been
I've been fixing up birthday for some
little children ''
She smiled. but there was Il hurt in
the smile, and in her eyes.
Coed night he said, as she kissed
him. There is 4 little giti-hut You
shall see hcr, and bc Il friend to her.
Good night"
He sat down. looking into the glow OF
the fire, and long after the Goals were
veilcd with siiyery ashes, he still saw
there the hrowncst hair aud blucst eyes
that were ever seen. and a raw country
boy, lost out of his life long ago, booking
ut them and dreaming futile young
dreams. Julia Truitt Bishop in Illustrate
Cd Bits.