Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1913-07-12
The Faith of Mari A Case of Too Many
 Wires By AGNES C. BROGAN

streets. over the streets. under the streets. A whirling mass of human be ings in the morning rolls down from the north like the ebbing tide and flows up again in the evening. And all night the whirl goes on, but different whirl. rhere is d glow of electric lights; the streets are full now not of workers, but of pleasure seekers. They pour into the theaters, into the hotels, into the restaurant. And then they pour out again.
 Captivcs in the cage of the city jail, men moved about like bees in some mammoth hive. and not unlike the bllzzing of bees came the continual ham of their low voiced conversation Here rough faced men passed the anx-' ous hours, engaged boisterously in q game of cards wbile over there others sat lost in deep brooding dejection,
 One figure alone seemed to stand apart. different from them all This difference might have been accounted fpr by the jaunty suit and cap and the high white collar which the young lunn wore: but. after all it was cer- tain infectious light of good humor ill the boyish blue eyes. an irrespon- sible air of happiness. which distin cushed Peter Olaf from his compan- ions in crime Once again he walked the length of the long room. keeping time to his step by q subdued though merry whistle: then he paused sOciably at the side of q prisoner who gloWered up at him Peter spoke with q soft foreign accent.
 That makes twelve times around. lie said The man addressed lumber ed to his feet. joining the youth in his walk
 What chu here for?" he growled.
 The Eoyish blue eyes wi,lened. while a dull red crept to the biond hair on Peters forehead "i,igaIny. he an nounced briefly The elder man stood still with muttcred exclamation
 "Rigamy." he repeated. and exclaim- What chu do it for?"
 Peter Olaf shook lis head II didn't mean to-" he said slowly. 'I-l don't know
 Ut just happened. Far away ill Rus sia was Mari Before l came to this new country Mari and l were mar ried.
 Some day I would send her money then she must come to me. So told her we would be rich here and happy. And Mari was glad. At first l wrote to her long letters. and them Peter stopped abruptly When he spoke again his tone was harder. more con strained
 Well. in the house where board ed lived Blanca. was lonely here in the strange country-oh. very, very lonely.
 ''Rianca was most kind and beautiful. Together we went to many places out upon the ferryboats in the moon light, down to the sands of the sea. And Mari seemed to fade away so far l could scarce remember her face. It grew dim like a dream one has almost forgot.
 And so did not send to Mari the money May not one have q new wife in new country when one shall never return to the old? Blanca also had d lover who would have married her
 This she told me" The boy pass ed his hand across his forehead. "So what could I do?" he asked Could 1 lose Rianca?" And then that very day when we were married Mari comes along to this country. Alone she had worked and saved, and now she is here.
 And Mari asks them to find mo for her-the ofiicials-;nd when they find me l am married again So yon see it is bigamy. That is what they tell me and must be held for trial" fearfully. What will they do with mel" he cried,
 The hardened man. whose own crime had brought suffering to many. stared disgustedly into the frightened face.
 DO with you" he answered tiercely lido with you? I don't know. but hope they will lock you up l hope they make you work as she never thought of working-that little Russian thing you deserted. Chances are they won't. do it. though. That innocent. baby face of yours will carry you through You'll only be deported,"
 ''Dcportcd" questioned the boy ca, gerly Thc man turned on his heel.
 Yes" he answered grutlly-"sent back where your kind belong"
 Peter Olaf stood considering. He seemed to see again the little village that had been his home the tiny school. house where he and Mari had gone so many years together Then across his memory flashed picture of Blanca Blanca of the crimson lips and laugh ing eyes The great oaken doors just beyond the heavy screen opened now and closed with mt ch grating of locks As through mist he saw the figures of an officer and a girl
 'Forty-fve. rang put the officers tl, ;,I..