The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-10-02

 HA oners heard it long after dark. Two M&$ %HM shepherds heard 1t as they returned with HAA&N lost before daylight. They looked fzSES a each other, and said: That's Pol .A M man, the murterer. He will ha1gt mMs41@@fw Montay."
 # Polnnau had not begun sing, how
 ever, until the middle of the last of the
 three weeks that the law allows convicted
 rrurderers before their execution. Per Aaps ths because time had slipped by swiftly chat he had been how rapidly it went. Then there was the glare of the yaslight, which always burned distressing him The constant watch they kept also embarrassed him It was while he seated upon his baggage. waiting for the to start his long journey. that 'Polman had first became aware of l..
 He had packed everything: his wooden spoon and his tn bowl the soft soap and scraps of food in ease he needed them He kept them rolled i'll his flannel nightsown; and often as he had occasion to use anything he repacked 1t afterward He had been aware for long time of unknown oppression, when he raised his head suddenly, to follow a fugitive thought he perceived the Eye for the first tie staring through round hole in the flap of the door. It unwinking. hard, and of an inde- terminate gray.
 He soon discovered that every movement he made was under its surveillance By night and day it fol- lowed him with it's unwinlng weariless the gasiight that burned overhead in its opaque globe covered with wire. Three times each day, when the fan of the door was lowered and converted into dining-table the Eye became portion of face that aperture. When the flap closed only the Eye visible
 Poiman glanced up furtively. The Eye was watch ing him
 I've visited him three times, Evans" said the prison chaplain to the head jaifer. 'The in stupor He didn't appear conscious of at all I could him bring him to any realization of his situation"
 "Ah sir you're new to the business" the head jaier answered. They're mostly that way at the beginning He'll be wanting you in few days time It's curious sir" he continued, condentia1y but they most of 'em, to go through regular stages. Next week we'll be giving him double quantities of victuals."
 The chaplain back again and sat the con- dea1lned mans and pleaded with him. At such times Poaan was only conscious that the intoierabe glare of the gaslgt had become supplemented with horror of sound The of the human voice half deafened him. and he would crouch in corner shaking his head slowly from side to side like captive bear and fun- bling with his luggage He at this time only of the approach of portentous and eliminating event. which he had been cast for the most important role
 Pcman had never thought of the dead woman whose life had through bloody kife-rents He had thought of the red tape upon his lawyers briefs the judges red hair under his wig, of the red-faced juryrnan whom he had hated but had not been allowed challenge But never, in the middle of the white night when his thoughts whired like lawn-mower, had he thought about her. All that they him of had been entirely unbelievable from the beginning; it not he who had committed that impossible action In fact, Ponan had not re- menbered anything of that indiscretion at all One moment he had been Polman, the small respectable, unmarried tradesn1an in the little Welsh town, the fervid singer e1horter in the chapel of his ob scure sect his Gaelic mind vividy alive the rea1za- of imminent hell for such yielded to heshiy lusts yet carrying his secret intrigue with prick inss of conscience; the he blood-spattered maniac stupidly staring at broken carving-nife in his hand and looking down in astonshment the feeby writhing body of the whom he had loved beside whose body female pug, fat, and with glazed eyes howed disma1y. The sight had turned him sick, 90 he crept into the street, between lines of shouting and gesticulatng people Afterward some body took him by the and led him away.
 The thing that PoIrnan remembered was stand ing up in the dock in the court of the assize town and looking across the jury Pelman had himself once served on jury which had convicted prisoner of burglary The evidence had been entirely circuni- stantial and largely incomprehensible him and his fellows judges charge entirely but they had brought in verdict of guilty because the prisoner Lad been tramp and crimes against property must be put down Remembering this, Polmar sleeked down his hair and nodded and smiled, show the jurors -s1at respectable fellow he His counsel would him challenge the red-faced juryman, though could read the hostility in his eyes, and instead of pleading aibi he had been instructed, and as had agreed to do, he argued that Polnan had been Ponan's sister who had gone into service in London when girl and married well there, had come up her cocney husband and had told queer stories about youth. The trial lasted about three hours then jury filed of the box and almost i1rne- dately back and the red-faced juror stood for ward and looked at the judge.
 "Are you agreed upon your verdict, gentlemen? ?? asked the clerk of the The judge, without wait> ing for smoothed his wig his red hair and produced from place piece of dark velvet crooking his hand it to hide it.