Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-03-20

recalling the separate events of the
day. The courtroom had been
crowded to the verge of suffocat.on.
! When he entered 1t a sudden hush
and a mighty craning of necks had
been his welcome, and he had felt his
cheeks redden and pale with sense
of shame at his hapless plight. Those
many pairs of eyes that were fixed
on him seemed to lay bare his in
most thoughts; he had known no
refuge from their pitiless insistence.
In that close, overheated room the
vitiated air had slowly mounted to
his brainy soon a third of the spec
tators nodded in their chairs, scarcely
able to keep awake; others moved
restlessly with a dull sense of phys
ical discomfort, while the law, ex-
| pressing itself in archaic terms.
wound its way through labyrinth
of technicalities and reached out
hungerily for his very life.
He knew that he would be given
every opportunity to establish his in
nocence, but he could not rid himself
| of the ugly, disconcerting belief that
man hunt was on, and that he.
| the hunted creature, was to be driven
! from cover to cover while the State
! drew it's threads of testimony about
him strand by strand until they
| finally reached his very throat, chok-
| ing, strangling, killing!
He thought of Elizabeth, and he
was infinitely sorry. she must forget
him, she must go her way and leave
him TO go his--or the laws. He could
face the ruin of his own life, but it
must stop there. He wondered what
they were saying and doing at Idle
Hour; he wondered what the whole
free world was doing, while he stood
there gazing from behind his bars at
the enpurpled hills in the distance
He fell to pacing the narrow limits
of his room: four steps took him to
the door. then he turned and four
steps took him back to his starting
point, the barred window. Presently a
football sounded in the corridor, a key
was fitted in the heavy lock, and the
door was opened by Broekett, the
sheriff's deputy, q round faced, jolly.
little man with a shiny bald head
and a closely cropped gray mustache.
you've got visitors, john" said
Broclsett cheerfuily, pausing in the
doorway
North turned on him swiftly.
"The general and Miss Herbert
you see your friends amt forgot you
You'll want to see them, l suppose,
and you'd rather go down in the Of
fee wouldn't you?"
at should much prefer it," said
North.
His first emotion had been one of
keen delight. but as he followed
Brockett down the corridor the mem
ory of what he was. and where he
was. came back to him. He had nc
right to demand anything of love OF
friendship-guilty or innocent mat
tered not at all! They were nearing
the door now beyond which stooc
} Elizabeth and her father, and North
paused, placing hand on the dep
: uty's arm. The spirit of his renuncia-
| ton had been strong within him, bu;
/ another feeling was stronger still, he
) found; an ennobling pride In her de.
votion and trust. What a pity the
: finer things Of life were so often tho
Z impractical! He pushed past thu
: deputy and entered the office.
: Elizabeth came toward him witt
: hands extended. Her cheeks were
: quite colorless but the smile thai
5 parted her lips was infinitely tender
( and compassionate.
You should not have come here!
! North said. almost rcproachfully, al
= his hands closed about hers
E General Herbert stood grayely re
: garding the two, and his glance whol
e l. rested on North was troubled ana
: uncertain. The difficulties which be
t set this luckless fellow were only be
2 ginning. and what would the end be
a Father
. ITO Ne Confined Tomorrow)