The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-09-01

From the New York Evening Post.
 "WENTY years, two monhs and nine | days Andrew Toth spent in prison' J All that time he knew he was in nocent of the crime of which he had been convlcted-killing a man in the Home stead riot of 1s91--but the real murderer had fled the country. Last year thls other man, Steve 10th, on his deathped' confessed his guilt, and now Andrew is free.
 10th will sail for his old home in Hun gary next Tuesday on the Kronprinzessh Cecile, and in the meantime he is staying with his niece, Mary Zighry, at 5OS East Eightieth street. Outside there were boys flying kites and a man peddling keys to- day, but nothing to show that inside was an innocent man who had spent a third of his life behind prison bars. Old man Toth-he is 62-sat alone by a window in the little parlor of the flat, looking out at the clothes lines in the back yard. He might have sat at the front window, but from there he could not help seeing, down the street, the United States haG waving over the institutions at Black wells Island. As matter of fact' the particular institution he would See would be a Metropolitan hospital, and not the penitentiary, but they are all the same to him, and they have unpleasant sug- gestions and reminders.
 He shifted his eyes from the clothes lines to look at his visitor, dropped them as he rose and shook hands slowly, and then sat down and looked at the clothes lines again, all without word. For 70 years he had done so little talking that silence had become a habit, and he is too old now to break it. When he spoke, ms words were slow and untitled.
 "Yes. I go to Hungary, to the little village where I used to live, and where my wife is now" he said. 'I left her | there 27 years ago with a baby months old Today he is grown up and married' l and has children of his own. I have three other sons, and they have all come to
 this country. No, my wife will not come
 up to Bremen to meet me. l am poor
 man, in spite of the $40 a month that Andrew Carnegie is to give me as a pen
 sion for the rest of my life. And then it
 is a long way from Hungary to Bremen | two days and two nights in the train,
 maybe But when I get home"
 Aye, ave-, put in his niece, Mary
 Zighry, who had come from the front
 room 'When he gets home! What a re-
 ception he will have. All the farmers 1 there are nothing but farmers there-will
 drive down in their big farm wagons to the station and drive him back to the viii
 lage 15O houses half mile. from the
 railroad station.
 "In Hungary I will live all the rest
 of my life. would not come back here not if you were to give me alAthis house to live in" 10th looked out at the clothes lines again, as if this were the court of the mansion of Carnegie him.
 self
 1 But there was not the slightest trace oi vindictveness in his voice. He is too olt and too kind to be vindictive. He is just tired, very tired, and he looks bacl l on the quarter century as on bad dream from which he has just awakened. Ht
 wants to get away from everything tha can remind him of that dream. As far a. I treatment in the jail went, he lias nc
 complaint to make. They kept him busy
 and made him work without much pay
 but they gave him books and let him se'
 his friends.
 For Il years I made mats, certain
 number every day." he said. "If I go
 through that number before the allotted
 time, I could stop. Then they gave m all the books I wanted to read, ant { they allowed my friends to send me news
 papers-Slavic newspapers that would tel me what was going on in my home
 can't read English very well. And the. were my wife's letters. All those 20 year she wrote to me regularly. and encour aged me, and It was she who found .ou
 about Steve Toths confession. and wrot