The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1911-05-18
CHAPTER xllI.-contInued.


that rose chokingly in her throat.
They're in a separate part of the
prison." replied the keeper.
Isn't it dreadful" she murmured.
Not at ALL" he exclaimed cheGr-
fully. THESE prisoners fare better N
prison than they do outside. / Wager
some of them are sorry to leave"
But it's dreadful to be cooped mp
in those little cells, isn't it?" she SAID.
mot so bad as it looks" he laughed.
They are allowed to come out in the
corridor to exercise twice day for al
hour and there is splendid shower
bath they can take"
Where is my husbands cell?" she
whispered, almost dreading to hear
the reply.
There it. is" he said, pointing to a
door, NO 1856"
Walking rapidly ahead of her and
stopping at one CT the cell doors, he
raped loudly on the iron grating aid
cried:
"Jeffries, here's lady come to see
you. Wake up there!"
A white, drawn face approached the
grating. Annie sprang forward.
"Howardm she sobbed.
rs it you, Annie?" came weak
voice through the bars.
Cant / go in to him?" she asked
pleadingly.
The keeper shook his head.
mo, MN, you must talk through
The bars, but / won't disturb you"
He walked away and the husband
and wife were left facing each other.
The tears we're streaming down An
MES cheeks. 1t was dreadful to be
standing there so close and yet not
be able to throw her arms around him.
Her heart ached as she saw the dis
tress in his wan, pale face.
why didn't you come before?" he
asked.
81 could not. They wouldn't let me.
Oh, Howard she gasped. What a
dreadful thing this is! Tell me how
you got into such a scrape!"
He put his hand to his head as if it
hurt him, and she noticed that his
eyes looked queer. For moment the
agony of terrible suspicion crossed
her mind Was it possible that in a
moment of drunken recklessness he
had shot Underwood? Quickly, almost
breathlessly, she whispered to him:
Tell me quickly, tbs not true, is it.?
You did not kill Robert Underwood"
He shook his head.
NO." he said.
Thank God for that" she ex-
claimed. But your confession-wha
does that mean?"
Il do not know. They told me did
it. They insisted / did it. He was
sure ] did it. He told me he knew /
did it. He showed me the pistol. He
was so insistent that thought he was
right-that / had done it." In deep
whisper he added earnestly: But
you know didn't. don't your"
WHO is he?" demanded Annie.
1.-THE police captain"
"Oh, Capt Clinton told you you
Lid it?"
Howard nodded
Eyes, ne told me he knew l did it.
He kept me standing there six hours.
questioning and questioning until |
was ready to drop. I tried to sit
down; he made me stand up. / did
not know what was saying or doing.
He told me / killed Robert Under
wood He showed ne the pistol under
the strong light. The reflection from
the polished nickel flashed into my
eyes, everything suddenly became a
blank. A few moments later the cor
oner came in and Capt. Clinton told
him / confessed But it isn't true. An
ME. You know am as innocent of
that murder as you are"
Thank God, thank God!" exclaimed
Annie. 81 see IL al now"
Her tears were dried. Her brain was
beginning to work rapidly. She al
ready saw a possible line of defense.
Il don't know how it all happened. /"
went on Howard. Il don't know any
more about it than you do. ] left you
to go to Dnderwood's apartment. On
the way foolishly took drink. When
| got there ] took more whisky. Be-
fore knew it | was drunk. While
talking fell asleep. Suddenly heard
vOE12n's voice"