Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1913-01-22
thou shalt not steal

"rhe man who has fallen was veal
and poor. The man who demands biz
life is rich and powerful. ask for 8
heartbroken man another chance.
ask this court to suspend all sentence
against the poor bruised and bleeding
spirit that lies in tears at our feet
today 80
The Judge wheeled in his armchair
cleared his throat and looked out OF. the
I window to hide from the crowd q
tear that had stolen down his furrowed
cheek. SIS. .. !.
He turned at length to Biyens' law.
yers and quietly asked:
1.-THE state insists on the enforcement
Of sentence without mercy ~ .....z..=
Absolutely" was the sharp answer.
'"This is your desire, Mr. .Bivens? r.
the judge asked with some severity.
Yes" the financier fiercely replied.
"And yet you say that you are a
Christian. Well, see to it. Your Mas
ter says: + s. T.. S.
e. - He that saith I love God and
hateth his brother is liar Henry
Woodman, stand up! The judgment
Of this court is that sentence in your
case be suspended so long as you obey
the law. 49,. -. S.--ss
"And l may say to you, Henry
Woodman, that my faith is profound
that you will never appear in this
court again. And if. you ever need the
help of friend you'll find one if you
come to me. You are free man. s
Stuart hurried the doctor out of the
crowd. He had important work yet
to do. He determined that no story
of the scene should ever be printed in
a New York paper. He would save
Harriet that too -. +,
sAs the court adjourned Bivens ours
ed his lawyers in a paroxysm of help
less rage. Then he suddenly threw
his hand to his forehead. staggered
and sank to the floor.
:. "A doctor who was near rushed to his
side and lifted his head into his wife's
arms. -es w. '.' ...
"What is it? Has he tainted, doc
torw she whispered, glancing toward
the door through which Stuart had
just passed.
HE has had a stroke of paralysis.
madam, I fear" was the answer.
Stuart's appeal to the New York pa
pers in behalf Of Harriet was success
full. For week he bought every
morning and evening edition and read
them eagerly. Not line appeared to
darken the life Of his little pal.
Bivens' illness shook the financial
world. The men who had professed
their friendship most loudly to his face
now sharpened their knives for his
wounded body. Every stock with
which his name was linked was the
target Of the most savage attacks.
The tumbling Of values in his securi~
ties carried down the whole market
from FIVE to six points in a. single day.
The great palace that had few
nights before blazed with lights and
echoed with music, laughter, song
and dance and clinking glasses, stood
dark and silent behind it's bristling
iron fence.
Within the darkened palace the
doctors were supreme. In his great
library they held consultation after
consultation and secretly smiled when
they thought Of the figures they would
write on his bills. They disagreed in
details, tut all agreed on the main
conclusfoa-that the only hope was
that he should quit work and play for
several years.
When they made this solemn an
nouncement to Bivens, he smiled for
the first time. 1t was too good a
joke. How could he play? He knew
but one game, the big game of the
man hunt! He told his doctors he
would 60 to Europe and see If there
we're doctors over there who kn.
anything: ~
The shaking, miserable little figure
staggered up the gangplank Of .
steamer. He made a brave show O.
strength to the reporters VIII,
swarmed about him for an Interview
and collapsed in the arms of his wifi
on reaching his staterooms.
He had forgotten his resentment OF
account Of Woodman in the presenc.
Of the Great Terror, whose shadow
had suddenly darkened the world.
The young lawyer had said goodbJ
to Nan with sense Of profound re
lief: From the bottom of his soul hi
thanked God she was going away.
- ITO be continued)