The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-10-10

~Wsat she said rans true"
times, too, such evidence has been
manufactured merely to satisfy a spite
against the one unjustly accused
"a court of Justice has decreed her
guilty"
Nowadays" Demarest shot out, 1--WE
don't call them courts OF justice; we
call them courts of law"
Anyway" Glider declared, becoming
genial again, tits out OF our hands
There's nothing we can do now"
''Why. as to that" the lawyer re-
piled, with a hint Of hesitation, 'T am
not SO sure You see, the fact of the
matter is that, though helped to
prosecute the case, am not a little
bit proud Of the verdict. am not sure
that Mary Turner is guilty-far from
it, in factl Anyhow the girl wants to
see you, and wish to urge you to
grant her an interview"
{ whats the use?" Glider stormed.
81 can't have her crying all over the
Office and begging for mercy" he pro-
tested truculently. But a note of fear
Lay under the petulance.
Demarest's answer was given with
assurance
You are mistaken about that. The
girl doesn't beg for mercy. In fact,
that's the whole point of the matter.
She demands justice-strange as that
may seem in court Of law-and moth
ing else. The truth is, she's very
unusual girl, a long way beyond the
ordinary salesgfrl, both in brains and
in education"
1.-THE less reason, then, for her being
q thief" Glider grumbIed IN his heav-
lest voice.
~And perhaps the less reason for be-
Meving her to be thief the lawyer
retorted suaVely. He paused for a
moment, then went on. There was a
tone of sincere determination in his
voice "Just before the Judge imposed
sentence he asked her If she had any
thing to say. You know, It's just a
usual form-a thing that rarely means
much of anything. But this case was
different, let me tell you. She sur
prised us all by answering at once that
she had. It's really pity, Glider, that
you didn't wait Why, that poor girl
made a fine speechE'
''Pooh, poohr' came the querulous OBJ
lection. +tShe seems to have hypnotic
ed you" Then, as a new thought came
to the magnate, he spoke with a trace
Of anxiety. There were always the re-
porters looking for space to I'LL with
foolish vaporings.
did she say anything against me or
the storeT'
mot a word the lawyer replied
gravely. "She merely told us how her
father died when she was sixteen years
old. She was compelled after that to
earn her own living. Then she told
how she had worked for you for i've
years steadily without there ever be-
ing a single thing against her. She
said, too, that she had never seen the
things found in her locker. And she
said more than that. She asked the
fudge if he himself understood what 1T
means for q girl to be sentenced to
prison for something she hadn't done.
Somehow, Glider, the way she talked
had its effect on everybody in the court
room. know! It's my business to
understand things like that. And what
she said rang true. What she said and
the way she said it take brains and
courage. The ordinary crook has nei-
Their. So I had a suspicion that she
might be speaking the truth" There
was a little pause, while the lawyer
moved Dack ana IOEIn nerVOuSIys Lnen
he added, st believe LawIor would have
suspended sentence if it hadn't been
for your talk with him"
'I simply did my duty" Glider said.
''You are aware that 1 did not seek
any consultation with Judge Lawlor.
He sent for me and asked me what /
thought about the case-whether I
thought it would be right to let the girl
go on suspended sentence told him
frankly that believed that an exam
pie should be made of her for the sake
of others who might be tempted to
steal Property has some rights, Dem
Arrest, although it seems to be getting
so that anybody is likely to
deny it," Then the fretful, half alarm
ed note sounded In his voice again as
he continued, 'I can't understand why
the girl wants to see me-"
'sWhy, she just said that if you
would see her for ten minutes she
would tell you how to stop the thefts
in this store
There" Glider cried. ST knew it! The
girl wants to confess. Well, it's the
first sign of decent feeling she's showEs,