The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-10-29

In harshIy CT told you I'd get you.
I'm going to try you and Carson, and
the whole gang for murder-yes. every
one of you. And you, Glider he con-
tinued, lowering on the young man
who had def1ed him so obstfnately,
you'll go to the house of detention
as a material witness" He turned his
gaze to Carson again, and spoke au-
thoritatively: tCome on now, Joe?'
Carson went step toward the desk
and spoke decisively-
eff l come through, you'll let her
go-and him?'' he added as an after
thought, with a nod toward Dick Gill
der.
s.We'll get the best lawyers in the
country" Mary persisted desperately.
@'We1l save you, Joe-we'H save you'll"
Carson regarded the distraught girl
with wfstful eyes. But there was no
trace of yielding in his voice as he
replied, though he spoke very SORROW
fully.
mo, you can't help me- he said sim
ply. my time has come, Mary. And
I can save you lot of trouble"
"He's right there" Burke calculated.
ssWe've got him cold. So, what's the
use of dragging you two into it,"
s"Then they go clearg' Carson ex-
claimed, eagerly. They amt even to
be called as wftnesses?' '
you're on!'' Burke agreed.
4Then, here goesY' Carson cried, and
he looked expectantly toward the
stenographer.
esMy, name. is Joe Carson.
ttA1ias?'. Burke suggested.
'Alias nothing!'' came the sharp re-
tort "Garson's my monaker. I shot
English Eddie, because he was a
skunk and a stool pigeon, and he got
lust what was coming to him" vftu-
-peration beyond the mere words beat
in his voice now.
Now, nowr' Burke objected, severe
". 1--WE can't take a confession like
that
. Carson shook his head-spoke with
fiercer hatred
Because he was skunk and q
stool pigeon" he repeated. Have, you
got 1t?' And then, as the stenograph-
er nodded assent, he went on, less vio-
lently: 81 croaked him just as he was
going to call the bulls witt nolice
whistle. I used a gun with smokeless
powder. It had Maxim silencer on.
it, SO that it didn't make any noise"
Carson paused, and the set despair
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his voice came a tone Of exultation in
describably CHASTITY It was born OF
the eternal egotism of the criminal, fat
tening. vanity in gloating over his in
genuity for evil. He stared at Burke
with quizz1cal grin crooking his lips.
SAY he exclaimed, s'I'n bet it's the
first time a guy was ever croaked with
one of them things! Amt it?''
The inspector nodded affirmation.
'sSome class to that, eh?'' Carson de-
manded, still with that grewsome air
of Boosting. 81 got the gun and the
Maxim silencer thing of fence in
Boston, he explained Say, that
thing cost me $50, and it's worth every
cent of the money. Why, they'll re-
member me as the FIRST to spring one
of them things. won't they?'
1'They sure will, Joe!' the Inspector
conceded.
Nobody knew had it, Carson con-
tinued, dropping his braggart manner
abruptly.
At the words, Mary started, and her
lips moved as if she were about to
speak
Nobody knew I ha6 it-nobody IN
the world,'' he declared. ttAnd no
body had anything to do with the kill
ing but me-
'ewas there any bad feeling between
you and Eddie Griggs? ~
Never till that very minute. Then
learned the truth about what he'd
framed up with YOU The speakers
voice reverted to its former ferceness
in recollection OF the treachery of one
whom he had trusted.
'EHe was a stool pigeon. and hated
him! That's all, and it's enough. And
it's all true 50 help me God?'
The inspector nodded dismissal to
the stenographer, with an air of relief
'That's all, Williams he said heav-
lily. "He1 sign it as soon as you've
transcribed the notes.
Then as the stenographer left the
room Burke turned his gaze on the
woman, who stood there in a posture
of complete detection, her white, an
guished face downcast. There was
triumph in the inspectors voice as he
addressed her, for his professional
pride was full fed by this victory over
his foes
young woman Burke said brisk1y,
'tit's just like I told you. You can't
beat the law. Carson thought he
could-and now. He broke of, with
a wave of his hand toward the man
who had just sentenced himself to
death in the electric chair.
'&That's right Carson agreed, with
somber intensity. His eyes were grown
clouded again now..and his voice drag
ged Ieaden- That's right, Mary" he
repeated duly. after a little pause.
'fYou can't beat the law!'' He hes
itated a little, then went on, with
certain curious embarrassment. "And
this same old law says a woman must
stick to her man"
The girls eyes met his with passion
ate sorrow in their misty deeps- Gar
son gave a significant glance toward
Dick Glider, then his gaze returned to
her There was a smoIdering despair
in that look. There were, as well. an
entreaty and a command.
$50 he went on ssyou must go along