Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1907-09-13
form all the others that by the royal

form all the others that by the royal
mercy their lives are spared"
Creascy Withdrew his hand from
Toms arm and edged further away on
his knees. \ deep sigh rose from q
dozen breasts: then as the chaplain
was about to offer up prayer there
came a sudden crash at Toms side,
and the wretched Carter was founder
ing on the floor In commissions. The
rest were hurried back to their cells,
and trcascy executed Il breakdown
while Tom quietly undresSed.
But that's all right!' cried the for
mer. stopping suddenly. ITS no more
n l expected, cause. you see. I'm an
Innocent man an allus was: that's why
you never caught me showing the
white, ErichSen, though once or twice
you thought you did. fingered If you
wouldn't believe anythink, mug like
you! Why. used to blk you every
blooming night for fun. Not but what
I'm sorry it's oil up with you, old
man: though It's a nice an comfy
death. you told me SO yourself, and
NOu hIbN We We XVI W ulc Stllic
LAY. Besides. you done yours
denying it-but l never done mine at
all. so it's fair an square enough, you
must admit
The little cur was snoring IN ten
minutes. He was removed TO the
Transport side next morning And
Tom. left In solitude, would have Civ
eli some days of the twelve remaining
to have had him back
| The execution was fixed for the Goth
He would never see another June.
Bassctt came from day to day with
news of the petition. 1t was being
signed. but not as freely rs Mt first
Bassetts disappointment was patent to
the condemned man. The smart young
fellow was in fact beginning to weary
| of his uphill work and to think about
the bill
SO next day Tom asked Bassctt
whether the noble unknown had also
abandoned hope and effort
Not he said Bassett In half dis
gusted tone. "IIe Is moving heaven
and earth; seeking private interviews
with the home secretary If not with
! the king himself He's quite capable
Of 1t. A wonderful man when he gets
On Idea into his hcad"'
but what put this Idea into his
headT
Heaven knows"
Tom looked the attorney through and
through and asked another question.
Ibid you tell him how much should
| like to see him before l die-to thank
| him."
Il did, but he Is too busy working
for you. He said that would do you
more good"
IL see,' said Tom sadly: another
| Culliford! Then why Is no doing II!
Culliford was paid. He paid him. But
why. again? See here. you Bassett.
Both you and he disbelieve in mel
know 1t now-but you are tired Of your
| job. and he Is not Why not? l be-
lieye you know. Then tell me. and let
us part friends once and for ull. You
need bother your head no more about
me. only tell me what you must know"
81 know nothing"
'"rhen what you suspect"
Bassett considered; had his private
conviction Chat there was n woman
in it, on the tip Of his tongue. but ul-
tlmatcly shook his shrcwd. cool head
There was nothing to be gained by
speaking out. A dying mans gratitude
was nothing. And there might be
something to be lost. At any rate the
safe side was the wise side. with that
bill not even properly drawn up. SO
Tom and his solicitor parted coldly for
the last time. and Tom tore up that
slip Of writing which had been handed
to him at Marylcbonc. but relcntcd
next moment and treasured the torn
pieces till the end.
To he Confined