Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1912-07-04


The lawyer looked at her fixedly
without speaking. Their eyes met.
and the silence continued until it be-
came embarrassing. Judge Brewster
shook his head.
ITS too bad. I'm sorry for you.
really, /"
Annie laughed, and he asked:
why do you laugh?"
Whats the use of crying?" she
said. Hal Ha! It's almost a joke.
You're sorry, my father-in-law is sor-
ry, and | suppose my mother-in-law is
shedding tears for me, too. You're
all sorry and you're all wearing Grape
for us. but why can't some of you
do something's"
The lawyer said nothing. He still
stared at her in a strange, absent
minded kind of way, until finally she
lost patience. Boldly she said:
We'll, you sent for me. What do
you want to see me about. judge?"
81 want to tell you that you mustn't
come here again." he answered.
Anything else?" she exclaimed.
The judge began to fuss with the
papers on his desk. as he usually did
when embarrassed for words.
of course he stammered. you
will be amply compensated"
of course" she cried. Rising
from her chair. she shrugged her
shoulders, and said:
"Oh, well, this is not my lucky day.
They wouldn't let me into the prison
to see Howard to-day. Capt Clinton
doesn't like me. He has always tried
to prevent my seeing Howard, but
I'll see him tomorrow, captain or no
captain He can make up his mind to
thati"
The lawyer looked up at her.
Poor girl-you are having a hard
time, aren't your"
Things have been better" she re-
Piled, with a tremor in her voice.
Howard and l were very happy when
we first" A sob choked her utter
ance, and she forced laugh, saying:
Here, I must keep off that subject"
why do you laugh?" demanded
the lawyer.
Already historical, Annie had great
difficulty in keeping back her tears.
We'll, If don't laugh" she sobbed.
I'll cry; and as don't want to cry
why-I just laugh. It's got to be one
or the other-see-?"
He said nothing, and she continued:
We'll, l guess I'll go Monochrome
that's the worst part of it-home-"
She stopped short, she could go no
further. Her bosom was heaving, the
hot tears were rolling down her
cheeks. The old lawyer turned away
his head so that she might not see
the suspicious redness in his eyes.
Moving toward the door, she turned
around.
well, you have your own troubles,
judge. I'll go now. but I'll come again
tomorrow. Perhaps you'll have bet
ter news for me-"
The lawyer waved her back to her
seat with a commanding gesture she
| could not resist. There was deter
mination around his mouth in his
face was an expression she had not
seen there before.
Sit down again for moment" he
said, sharply. II want to ask you a
question. How do you account for
Towards confessing to the shooting?"
Il don't account for it," she replied
as she resumed her seat. HE says he
didn't confess. l don't believe he
did"
But three Witnesses"
who are the witnesses?" she inter
rupted, contemptuously. Policemen"
THAT makes no difference" he said
HE made a confession and signed"
Annie leaned forward. What did
| this question mean? Was the judge
becoming interested after all? Her
| heart gave a leap as she answered
eagerly:
He confessed against his will.
mean-he didn't know what he was
with the physician who was called In
DIR. Bernstein. He says that Capt
Clinton is hypnotist, that he can
compel people to say what he wants
them to say. Well. Howard is-what
they call subject-they told him he
did 1t till he believed he did"
"Oh, we'll, what's the use-?"
The judge quickly put out his hand
| and partly pushed her back in the
chair.
Don't co." he said. Then he
added:
who told you he was a hypnotic
subject?"
Her hopes revived once more.
| Quickly she said:
"Dr. Bernstein. Besides, Howard
told me so himself A friend of his
at college used to make him cut all
sorts of capers."
"A friend at college, Ell? Do you