El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-11-16
The Herald's Daily
Short Story

Loaded firearms add so many weary
months to sentence FOR burglary
but how did she know that2
1T is" he lied, and you'll know
It soon il you. amt careful once I've
sNIv good man" she broke in gent
". i've only to scream to bring lord
EeatherwOrth down stairs. Don't talk
of letting off-unless you want me 10
be merciful to you"
She hid UP her chin, surveying MIN
defiantly, smiling, every limb steady
her lips as firm as two lines OF IN
fantry. This type OF young woman
hood was new to him He seemed to
have landed in hornets nest he
began to wish himself out of il.
Shall I scream she asked sWeetly.
would you like to see lord Heather
worth, And, please, burglar, don't look
so ferOciOus, or shall probably
squeal without intending to. Come and
sit down and be as quiet - your move
ments as you can I'm inclined to
let you off. There! am I not forgiv-
ing? But II Heatherworth hears you
and comes down, your chance isn't
worth"
She clicked her fingers in the air
c Grave5tones obeaently followed her
to the table. She sat down at it
what made you take up this Hfe?"
GravesJones was dumbfounded. Half
iuvoluntarily he answered her. The
story he told was sad-and very near
y true. he certainly had had but
little chance after a fail at an early
age
I'D a'run strife if any blOke had
given me a JOB" he growled.
She sat leaning back, biting her
/ thumb, and summing him up.
''Supposing / asked Heatherworth to
interest himself in yOu-withOut men
tioning tonights work Surprising /
gave you note to him and arranged
for him TO see you tomorrow, d'you
I think you could run strife them"
She mimicked him unblushtngly
! GravestOnes did not take Offenc,s. In
stead he asked a few business ques-
lions. In conclusion he admitted that
an honest life had its cOmpensaCOns
! and agreed 70 give. it trial.
she scrubbed a note to her uncle,
there's a tin bOX-despatch box
| under the sofa there. I've lost the
key and I want to get some paperi
out; d'you think you could open 1t for
me?"
Her voice was full of concern.
You've lost all OF your keys seems
( to me- grOwIed Gravestones swaying
over to the box and lifting It on to
a chair.
She soon learned how he had over
/ heard her conversation in the garden
and seemed very much amused at the
I idea Of having had an audience.
/ GravestOnes puffed and blew at the
/ lock OF the box, triumphing finally
/ and propping the lid open with a
! paper knife.
There y'are Hdy," he said hopping
/ his brow.
Thanks" she said sweetIy. cit
would have taken me ages. wouldn't
/ it? Well then we shall meet in the
! morning"
I'm not sure I'm actin wisely"
/ said GravestOnes morOsely.
/ But she wouldn't hear of his backing
( out. She even forced him to shake
{ hands on it, Then she opened the
I door listened for a short while at it,
! beckOned to him and said:
Not a sound, or its all up. You'll
/ be Careful?'
For m'own sike," grunted Grave
! stones.
| Good night"
] Good night Idly"
/ With that he lurched down the pas
sage to the French window from
! which he had come. Creeping back TO
] the road he used some futile, bad
/ language. Things were very different
I from what he had anticipated. Still
! if-wen, the police would be sold. any
I how, he reflected. Besides there was
/ Mary, who wouldn't marry him until
/ he turned honest, and there was his
mother, and
JabeZ Brinton fingered the tails
manic note in his pocket and threw
/ his lantern and his jimmy into the
thickest bush he could see.