The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1913-10-13

to pay me for that. You are going to
pay me for the i've years have starry
ed making money for you that too
You are going to pay me for all the
things I am losing today, and"-
The girl thrust forth her left hand,
on that side where stood the officer
So vigorous was her movement that
Cassidy's clasp was thrown off the
wrist But the bond between the two
was not broken, for from wrist to
wrist showed taut the steel chain of
the manacIes. The girl shook the links
of the handcuffs in a gesture stronger
than words.
you are going to pay me for this!''
she said. Her voice was little more
than a whisper, but it was loud In the
listeners heart Yes, you are going
to pay-for thisr'
They were grim years, those three
years during which Mary Turner serv-
ed her sentence In Burnsing. There
was no time OF for good behavior. The
girl learned soon that the favor of those
set In authority over her could only be
won at cost against which her every
maidenlys instinct revolted. So she
went through the inferno Of days and
nights in q dreariness of suffering that
was deadly. Naturally the Life there
was altogether an evil thing. There
was the material i'll ever present in the
round of wearisome physical toiIthe
coarse distastefnl food; the hard mar
row couch; the constant, gnawing irk-
someness OF Imprisonment, away from
light and air, away from all that
makes life worth while.
The best evidence of the fact that
Mary Turner's soul was not fatally
soI1ed must be found in the fact that
still at the expiration Of her sentence
she was fully resolved to I've straight,
as the saying IS which she had quoted
TO Glider This, too. in the face of
sure knowledge as to the dih1cuIties
that would beset the effort and in the
face OF the temptations offered to fol-
low an easier path
There was. for example, Aggie
Lynch, fellow convict, with whom
she had slight degree Of acquaintance,
nothing more. This young woman,
criminal by training. offered allure
ments OF Legitimate employment in
the outer world when they should be
free. Mary endured the companion
ship with this prisoner because a sixth
sense proclaimed the fact that here
was one immoral rather than Immoral,
and the difference is mighty.
For that reason Aggie Lynch was
not actively offensive, as were most OF
the others. She was a dainty little
blond, with baby face, In which were
set two light blue eyes of sort to
widen often in denure wonder over
most things In a surprising and naugh-
ty world. She had been convicted of
blackmail, and she made no pretense
inclined TO boast over her ability to
bamboozIe men at her Will She was
natural actress of the fngenue role,
and in that pose she could unfailingly
beguile the heart OF the wisest OF
worldly men,
She had been reared in a criminal
family, which must excuse much.
Long ago she, had lost track of her
father. Her mother she had never
known. Her one relation was a broth
er Of high standing as a pickpocket
One principal reason of her success in
leading on men TO make fools OF them
selves over her, to their everlasting re-
greet afterward, lay in the fact that in
spite of all the gross Irregularities OF
her life she remained chaste.
The girl saw in Mary Turner the
possibilities OF a ladylike personality
that might mean much financial profit
in the devious ways of which she was
a mistress. With the frankness char
acter1st1c of her, she proceeded to paint
glowing pictures Of a future shared to
the undeing of ardent and fatuous
SWANS. Mary Turner listened with
curiosity. but she was In no wise
moved to follow such life. even
though it did not necessitate anything
worse than a fraudulent playing at
love- So, she steadfastly continued her
refusals. She would live straight
"You will find that you are up
against an awful FROST Aggie would
declare brutaIly.
Mary found the prophecy true Back
in New York she experienced pow
erty more ravaging than any she had
known in those five lean years of her
working In the store She had. been
absolutely >penniKess for two days, and