The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1911-02-24
Copyright 1910, BY American Pre,s
Associafion

(C0ntihued from yesterday.l

II "a 90 p "a .ae :
ar. Handler; sterniy. .'Iet me say
something TO you for your own bene.
1T You IRE an employee Of the state.
Employees have been removed, even
wardens, for d sspeech no more dis
courteous than the one you have just
made. When Valentine gets out and
! hope ST. win be so6n-I am, going to
ask him how he was treated, and II he
tells me you treated him any worse
after today than before 1 came I
promise you little polite b--L Good
day, SIR
The lieutenant governor followed
Rose
Smith had come in With the ward,
On. The Inter turned to his secre-
tary as Fay departed and snarled vi
ciously, his teeth protruding like yell
low; f0ngss tsyaleltine. eh? Get him!'
i Smith. his face gravely set, obedi-
emily wlllt out of the room.
CHAPTER v.
S his secretary left the room 20
\ ~ procure Valentine Warden
J Handler glowered darkly at
the door that closed behind
him and through which No. 1889 was
to be unwillingly brought. he would
show tins tnanwho had, dared to talk
testhe lieutenant governor that Billy
Handler was the boss Of Sing Sing
prison and no one else, even lieutenant
governors to the contrary. Discipline
/ must be pIeseryed.s Yes. that was it.
/ the old explanation that always held
good when prisoner who offended
the warden in any way was meted
out the vengeance that the warden
! would not be denied. Once there was
a thin chested, cough racked little
election inspector doing three for
crooked work ut the polls who had
had his front teeth kicked down his
throat because he would not shine the
AwardenS shoes. AS for this slick Mr..
Valentine, he was altogether too indie
pendent, too, and the warden would
give him the lesson Of his life. He
would
The door opened, and in came Smith,
holding Jimmy Valentine by the arm.
The warden stood at his desk.
Bring him over here" he cried
hoarsely, pointing to the space in front
OF his desk.
The secretary slipped his hand up
behind the prisoners neck and with
violent heaVe flung Valentine forward
so that lie was barely able to prevent
himself from falling fiat on his face
Gritting his teeth, No. 1889 straighten-
ed himself and finally succeeded in
suppressing the impulse that surged
within him to spring at his cowardly
assallants throat. Probably it was
the realization of the fact that he
knew himself to be more than an
equal for Smith In a hand to hand
conflict that enabled him to restrain
himself-the contempt Of a strong,
confident man for an ignoble Inferior.
Smith was larger and heavier, yes,
but the man who had hip locked the
burglar Cotton and had thrown him
headlong to his death from the win.
dow of Il rushing railway train was
not one TO be trihed with. Besides, no
less parsonage than George Bothner,
the worlds lightweight wrestling cham
pton, had taught Valentine the mys-
terles of the grapevine" the Gross
bullock" the Cornwall heave," the
flying mare the back heel" the rib
crushing scissors" the waist and
crotch holds and even the fortunes of
the deadly strange holds, front and
rear.
Handler bent over his desk, resting
both his hands upon it, and sneered
ut Valentine.
"Why didn't you smash him when
he hit you. you coward?" he asked
the helpless prisoner in purposely ag-
gravating tones. You're losing your
nerve in this little boarding house of
mine; that's what's the matter with
you. You haven't any manhood left
in you. And, say, Valentine, when we
have had you here as our guest two
years more you'll be whining around
like puppy with, the pink eye; that's
what you're coming to. It's bound to
get you-this life-just like it gets all
the rest Of you thin skinned guys.
Only bum can live this life and keep
his mind and his manhood"
The cruel words of the warden sank
deeply into Valentines soul, as Han
der well knew they would. But the
prisoner was determined that he would
show no signs of weakening before the
two men who hated him.
II didn't hit him because I'll square
myself when get out" answered Val
entine detiantly. "and there are Il few
little things that will square with
you. too. Mr.. Warden Handler You
know you have me in your power. and
SO do 1. But, Handler, you're going to
like me better from now on because,
realizing my position, l have dared go
against you"
But Valentine had mistaken his
man. The respect that one lighting
man has for another who fights him
squarely found no place in the craven
heart of Billy Handler. Valentine had