The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1910-06-18
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By FREDERIC S. ISHAM.
Author Of "The Strollers. "Un-
der the Rose ''The Lady 4
Of the Mount" Etc. a
copyrieht. 1909. BY. the Bobbs-
Merrill Company.
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zone who seeks to apply to the GRIM
NAL the methods Of psychology, psy-
chiatry and anthropology," he answer
ed, with testing impressiveness.
when one is only a sort Of country
COUSIN" the girl waved small, dain-
uly gloved hand to the little group Of
friends who now approached and
Joined them. Captain Forsythe IS
trying to persuade me it is legiti-
mate part of our Summing plan to
take in murder trials. uncle" she said
lightly, addressing the foremost Of the
newcomers, lust because it's fad Of
his. Speaking Of this acquaintance or
friend of yours, Mr.. Steele-you are
something of a crimfnologist, too, are
you not, Captain Forsythey'
"Well, every man should have
hobby" returned that individual, land,
although I don't aspire to the long
name you call me. l confess to slight
amateur interest"
'Slightr she repeated. would you
believe it, aunt"-to portly lady
among those who had approached
"he never misses a murder trial? /
believe he likes to watch the poor fell
lows fighting for their lives, to study
their faces, their expressions when
they're being sentenced perhaps to one
Of those horrible convict ships!'
Don't speak Of them, my dear Joce-
lyn" returned that worthy person,
with a shudder. when think of the
Lord Nelson and that awful night
"You were three days in an open
boat before being sighted and picked
up, I believe, Lady Wray?' observed
Captain Forsythe.
every one behaved splendidly," in
terposed Sir Charles. "You," gazing
contemplatively at the girl, "were but
a child then, Jocelyn."
She did not answer. The beautiful
face had abruptly changed. All laugh
ter had gone from the clear blue eyes.
"She is thinking Of the convict who
saved her." observed Sir Charles in an
explanatory tone to Captain Forsythe.
"And the amazing part of it is the
fellow looked like brute, had the
low, ignorant face of an ex-bruiser.''
"You must not speak of him that
way!" The girls hands were clasped;
the slender, shapely figure was very
straight. Her beautiful blue eyes, full
Of varying lights, flashed, then became
dimmed. A suspicion of mist blurred
the long, sweeping lashes. HE had a
big, noble spark in his soul, and I think
of him many, many times,' she re-
peated, the sweet, gay lips trembling
sensitively. Brave fellow! Brave
fellow!'
'Pity he should have been drowned,
though Captain Forsythe went on.
HE would, l am sure, have made a
most interesting study in contrasts"
Here Ronsdale lifted his hat. ''May
happen back this way" he observed
'Ihat is" looking at Jocelyn Wray, IF
you don't object"
II? Not at ALL OF course it would
bore you-a trial! You are so easily
bored. Is it the club?'
"No, another engagement. Thank
you so much for permission to return
for you. Very kind. Hope you will
find it amusing. Good morning." And
Lord Ronsdale vanished down the mar
row way.
The others of the party entered the
courtroom and were shown to the seats
that Captain Forsythe had taken par
t1cular pains to reserve for them.
"That's John Steele cross examining
now" Captain Forsythe whispered to
the girl. And the witness-that's
Dandy Joe, as he's called, one Of the
police spies, cheap race track man and
SO on, in the box. He came to the
front in murder trial quite celebrat.
ed In its day and one always had
my own little theory about. Not that
1t matters now" he added, with sigh
But the girl was listening to another
voice, clear voice, quiet voice, q
voice capable Of the strongest varying
accents. She looked at the speaker
He held himself with the assurance
Of one certain of his ground. His
shoulders were straight and broad. He
stood like an athlete, and when he
moved it was impossible to be- uncon.
scfous Of certain physical grace that
came from we'll trained muscles. He
carried his head high. as If from a
habit Of thought of looking up, not
down, when he turned from the pages
oftthe heavy tones in his study. His
face conveyed an impression of intel
ligence and intensity. His eyes, dark
and deep, searched fully those they
rested on.
He had reached point in his cross
examination where he had almost
thoroughly discredited this witness
for the prosecution when, turning to.
ward a table to take up paper, his
glance, casually lifting, rested on the
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