Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1910-11-25

Twelve forty-five," he said. "The
New York express passed through
Granite at one twenty. Well have
plenty of time to catch it. If you will
get ready at once, We'll start. We
can discuss details during the trip"
"We'?" echoed Caleb. What dye
mean? I'm not going to New York
with you"
"Mr. Conover!" exclaimed Wendell.
shaking his inert host by the shoul-
der to rouse him from his apparent
stupor, you don't realize! Gerald is
in cell on a murder charge. To-mor-
row he will be sent to the Tombs-
our city prison-to remain until his
case comes up. Then he will be tried
for his life and"
81 know all about the course Of such
things. You don't need to tell me-"
"But this is life-and-death mat.
teri"
"Well, If l can keep cool over it,
presume you can, can't you? It's very
kind Of you to explain all this to me,
but 1t amt necessary. l understand
everything you've told me, and l un-
derstand lot you've overlooked. For
instance, the pictures thatll be in all
to-morrow's evening papers of my boy
on his way to the Tombs. handcuffed
to a plain-clothes man, and pictures
of that chorus woman Of his In all
sorts of poses. and pictures OF the
stricken father'-that's me-and Let
ty figuring as the aged mother. heart
broke at her sons crime And my
daughter and her-the Prince d'Antri.
And my house and diagram of the
done. And there"l be interviews with
the Montmorency thing and accounts
Of her being brave and visiting Jerry
in the Tombs. And a maynoo Of what
he'll have for Thanksgiving dinner in
his cell. And"
'I'll do what can to prevent pub
licity. /" ),
What happens in public the public
has a right to read about. II Jerry's
dragged us into the limelight, can we
kick IL the papers let folks see US
there?"
But surely"
That's the easiest part of 1t. I've
got to face my wife with this story
Not tonight, but tomorrow anyhow.
Sweet Job, eh? A white man don't
enjoy squashing the life out Of even
a guinea pig in cold blood, let alone
boys mother. And reportersll be-
gin coming here by sunrise for inter.
views, and folks'll be staring at us In
the street and offering their measly
sympathy and then running off to tell
the neighbors how we took 1T. And
every paper we pick up will be full Of
the latest dvelpments' and all that
And those of us who know Jerry vii!
get into the pleasing habit Of remem-
bering what a cute, friendly kid he
used to be when he was little, and
the great things we used to dream
he'd do when he grew up, and how
we hustled SOS he'd have as good a
chance In life as any young feller on
earth And then we'll remember he's
waiting in jail to be tried for murder
the black. filthy shame he's put on de-
cent folks that was fools enough to
love him, and the way he's fulfilled
them silly hopes Of ours. Oh, yes.
Wendell l guess I realize all right,
all right. l don't need no Weakening
sense But maybe I've made 1t clear
to you now why 1t is don't go ca
vorting of by the next train to con-
sole and cheer up the boy who's
brought this on us. l don't just
banker"
Don't take that tone, beg. sir!"
pleaded the lawyer, deeply panied by
what underlay the fathers half-scoff-
ing, ironical TRADE. He may live Il
down. He is only twenty-four. The
Jury will surely be lenient. After all,
there's the 'unwritten law and"
"And Of all the Shiny rot ever
thought up by paretic's brain, that
same 'unwritten law is about the
rankest specimen" snarled Caleb.
by the time q mans learned to live