The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1908-12-10

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The bars of the cell-door loomed in.
eXorably between them, but the old
man advanced, strengthened perhan.
by a thought of the gray old mother
and wife at home, and stoutly thrust!
ing his arm to the elbow between ths
cold iron rods wrung his boys hand
You needn't open the door
O'Leary," said DR.. Furnivall to tha
turnkey" AT any rate not yet. Re!
main here and remember what passesl
Britt, If that is your name. come forl
ward where we can see you There
Now tell us when you first saw Can't
Colter?"
Il saw him Tuesday night. the frst
time-and then again Friday night
That was when we done it,"
How did your brother come h,
strike him."
From the moment when his eves
first became settled in those of DrI
Furnivall the expression of his facs
began to change-from self-consciousl
ness to nervousness, to perplexity Id
surprise. to earnestness, and tinallvj
as he interrupted himself to ask thj
question, to deep and absorbed thought
And almost instantly he continued
in the inhectionless tones of a longl
deaf man:
81 never saw Cap'n Golfer in nv
life,"
The father uttered an exclamation
of eagerness mingled with amaze
ment, but DR.. Furnivall motioned for
silence.
Tell me-" he said to the prisoner.
why you said you and your brother
had done this thing?'
81 don't know"
Did you ever do violence to any.
body, you or your brother either"
"No sir--we never hurt anybody"
You like to read about people being
hurt, in the accident cuinmns, and in
stories. don't you? =" such things
distasteful to you?"
81 read all l can ge, about them
/ DO you ever feel queer IN the head
depressed or confused or as if yoUI
wanted to get away from yoursef?"
Pm whirly-headed often. and y
can't think sometimes. My head
aches good dea go out in theI
night and run it of
That's all. Come. Mr. Greedy, we'll
have them out of here sooner or laterI
There's large ball of red tape I'd
unwind and We'll begin at once"
But" faltered tho u, wildered OLD
man, his mind torn b. w n relief and
puzzlement 'if they never done nothinl
of the kind how in natur-how-I
what did he say so for?"
DR. Furnivall did not wish just yeti
to inform this loyal old father that hisI
son was afflicted with insane errabundI
tendencies, of a class to WI seltj
inculpative confessions, wholly falsel
are so common that Quntilan held al
suspicion of insanity to be inherent M
all confessions. He wished to see theI
boy again and decide what would besti
be done with him. He had suspected
from the first that this brother ana
not the other was the afflicted one III
either of them were. the fit of Jim IN
the police station being merely y
natural faint induced by the horror on
his position.
Two nights later Ann TIL was
startled out of her sleep in the pack
parlor by a sound in the room oVer1
head, the cabin of mystery, Her ieetI
struck the floor with the suddehness on
! thought, and goaded by the mnltltudin-
Gus superstitions honestly inheriteuI
| from generations of wildheaded an
cestry, she plunged into her clothesI
| and flew around the corner 10 inc
| police station. Two officers heard he'I
news and hastily accompanied herI
back. They crept softly up the STAIRS
| the door of the cabin" was wide open
and the captain stood shaving before
the mirror.
The captain looked at the policemen
He showed no surprise. On the cou,
trary ne began to address them az
once as If he had been expecting this
! visit, explaining in short, vigorous anu
forceful phrases that his daughtei
wished him to live on the farm WIN
her and her husband, while he wlsheu
to continue going to sea little longer
A compromise had been effected ny
his taking this room near the Wa's'
where he could get sight of 1t When
he liked, and inhale its odors' anu
nevertheless might be whirled IN d
half hour by train to his daughter ~
the country. That was where he hau
| just been.
The next morning DIR. Funivall calieu
on the captain and accompanied nun
to the district attorneys office lno
result was that before night the GreeH
boys were released. Britt, however
only exchanged the jail for an insane
hospital where he remains to-day
Copyright, 1908. by w. G. Chapman
Copyright In Great Brtsin')