New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-09-11

or canary bird suddenly released
| The miles flew by. Thaw spoke oi the
beautiful scenery. The little car
again. Thaw erinncd.
This is familiar" he said. i was
along here coming up
Thaw Proud Of Himself.
Cantin gave his car more fuel'
| Thaw did not protest. Canaan We
could be seen down the road. Through
the little town the car fairly hummed.
Ahead lay the Connecticut River, ana
| beyond it New Hampshire. Three MN
! utes more and Thaw was paradlns
about the public square of west
| Stewartstown. He wore q checked cap
! a newspaper man Lad loaned him 10 re-
place the lost straw. and he made no
attempt TO conceal his identity. In
| fact he appeared rather proud 10 let IL
| he known who he was. Being in New
Hampshire made him breathe easier,
and he entered the hotel and tired
/ again to get Montreal on the telephone
! Everybody within fifty miles was try
! ing To telephone, il seemed. and 1haW
gave il up as a bad Job He lit another
cigar and rode over 10 tiny drug
store across the square. where one OF
the reporters was attacking the tele-
phone blockade.
Come on" said Thsw. impauently.
!
| will attend 10 that later. | want TO
strike railroad and get 10 Detroit
ProcIairns He's Harry ThaW.
But he could not hold to This resolve,
and his inability 10 telephone anybody
seemed to gall him. Less than four
miles out Of Stewartstown. running
south and cast. he made the chauffeur
stop again The farmhouse OF MRS
| Martha Atherton. whose husband was
away cooking fer lumber camp. stood
well back from the road. Into the yard
| Thaw had the chauffeur drive. ana
into the kitchen irsmped Thaw. He
had noticed a telephone wire running
into the kitchen. Mrs. Atherton was
out At the barn but in the kitchen.
which was clean As wax. sat her aged
step grandmother, Elvira Day.
81 am Harry Thaw." said the stran-
ger.
Mrs. Day apparently had not read the
newspapers much Of late.
is that so?" she commented mildly.
What can l do for your"
MAY l telephone?" said Thaw. TAX
ing off his hat for the first time.
you surely may, sir" said the
woman. 1--WE believe in being neigh
borly."
Thaw smiled, and went to the tcle-
phone and found 1t useless. He him
| self. though he apparently did not
realize it. was responsible for the
situation. News OF his liberation and
wild automobile ride was being flashed
over the countryside and 10 cities far
away. Even then some one was trying
to notify William Travers Jerome;
others we're notifying Sheriff Drew in
| Colebrook, so that he might block the
roadways. Thaw was cooking his own
goose.
He talked long with the operator,
urging her to get ]. y. Greenshields in
Montreal. his erstwhile chief counsel
He spent more than twenty minutes In
the endeavor sitting at intervals in a
quilted rocking chair, smoking and
gazing at the brightly polished kitchen
range. Mrs. Atherton came in from
| the barn. She wore a red calico dress
and her arms were bare TO the elbow.
This is Mr.. Thaw," said old Mrs.
Day in matter Of fact way.
Offers Thaw a Meal.
Thaw rose and bowed. Mrs. Anterior
was stupefed. Apparently she had
read the papers Of late. Tie color did
not leave her checks. nor did her eyes
bulge. nor did she exclsim aloud for
the moment. She was too overcome to
move or 10 speak. Here was Harry X.
Thaw, slayer Of Stanford White, calm
" smoking cigar in her own kitchen.
She gazed at him almost caressingly,
then offered him limp hand. AS Thaw
took ii she said:
I'VE are neighborly folks. Mr.. Thsw,
and II we can help you in any way
we'd like to do it. I'll cook you a meal
or hitch I'D the team, or anything you
say"
Thaw declined assistance with
thanks Il must be going in few mo-
ments," he said.
He stepped TO the telephone again,
and when the operator told him get
ting Montreal then was out Of the ques-
ton, he babe the two women goodby
and hailed the chauffeur, who had been
resting in the back yard.
The Canadian was a little puzzled by
this time He conhded to the lone
newspaper man then with Thaw that
driving a man somewhere was all right,
but driving him nowhere in particular
did not appeal to him.
They say he's crazy" he whispered.
"Well, maybe they are right"
Come on" shouted Thaw;' lets be
moving"
where to-" demanded the chauffeur.
Thaw glared at him and waved to
the south. The car swung out into the
road.