Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-07-19

from whence you came and from thence to
a place Of lawful execution, and that then
and there you be hanged by the neck I'M
I'll you are dead, And that your body be
buried within the precincts OF the prison
wherein you shall have been last confined
after you conviction, And may the Lord
have mercy upon your soul"
The prison chaplain uttered a low
Amen"
May the Lord" Oh, surely God must
! intervene-it couldn't be possible that a
man should suffer the supreme penalty for
another's sin. The world grew suddenly
/ dark about Betty Lumsden, and the sound
of many waters rosred In her ears
AS the sound of the ohaplains single.
softly uttered word died, the silence be-
came a hum hum instantly subdued not
by the ushers but by unanimously CON
centrated interest Some one had risen
in the court-a woman
Several men rose hastily and went to
her assistance One man laid his hand
on her, but she shook it off with a cry-lt
was Paul SAKE
"Let me speak
At the sound of this appraised voice, the
prisoner showed the first sign of emotion
! he had displayed during the course of the
| trial. His face suddenly ashen. he leaned
forward, his hands grasping the bar in
front of him
But it was not a the womans face not
at Betty Lumsden's grief-confronted face
that his eyes We're fixed 1t was at Paul
SAKE that he looked with a glance of en-
treaty
| II The sound was hardly audible: as
the girl uttered it she fell forward heaiIy
the last sight that Jack Rimington saw
as he was being hurried from the dock
was the inert body of the fainting woman
he loved Supported by Paul saxe's arms,
face like g. white flower against the
blackness Of his shoulder.
That was the memory that made Of
each of the long hours of the night,
when he lay staring with wide eyes into
the semi darkness of his prison cell, a
separate inferno for Jack Remington.
rather than the thought of the death
that was so soon TO come to him In the
halfnumbed, half-dazed condition to
which fatigue and nervous strain had
reduced him. This coming death seem ed
all merciful, lovely, yelled bride whose
kiss would shring forgetfulness. After
wards would come the moment of awak-
ening, the Inevitable struggle when the
love of life that lies SO close and deep in
llle HedIt 81 every one OF us had quick
ened But in the meantime, for his tor
ture, more bitter than the lash the mem
ory Of this picture burned in upon his
brain Betty in anothers arms Betty
| Betty,
The walls of the cell widened out and
disappeared. The hard stretch of the bed
on which he lay lessened to the seat of
| a punt, and he sat under the shadow
of overhanging trees and told a girl that
old story which is ever new
~ love you. Betty Betty. | love you"
a sudden cry broke from him. he start
ed UP and sat on the edge of the bed,
his head on his hands. his body. shaken
by a mans awful fearless sobs. Not for
| hmf@oves dalhsnce, not for him the
bright eyes of the woman he loved How
long would the same world mold them
both? They had told him. but he had
forgotten A few hours few days
and then
TO be taken hence to place Of law
full execution. and there to he hanged by
the neck until he was dead.
It wasn't just God knew he could
not bear it He started up wildly and
FLASHED toward the door of the cell like a
man possessed by a sudden madness. The
! light falling through the spy-hole In the
door showed his face in that moment
to the vigiant watcher as something less
than human Then. with hardly con.
scious instinct Rimington flung UP his
| hands guardngly. before his face as
though he realized that it was not law
| full that any eyes should look down into
the utter nakedness of his tortured soul.