The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1913-04-09

Appropriate appellaLlve and i has
stuck "a the ptison ever since
But times change and instltutipns
with them ~ man becomes more.
civilized he treats tie iaBbrea Eer.
With more humanity Probably soci,i
ely win always need It's prisoners.
but as we become more. enlightened
We insist on treating our criminals
more from the physiological and psy.
Geological standpoints than in the
cruel, brutal. barbarous manner OF the
dark ages. In other words the sociol.
oEist insists that the lawbreaker has
greater need OF the physician than he
has Of the TALLER.
To-day the city prison is a tomb
10 name only. It is admirably con-
commodious, well ventilated.
The cells are large and well lighted,
with comfortable cots and all the
modern sanitary arrangements. There
are roomy corridors for daily exercise
and luxurious shower baths can be OBJ.
tanned free for the asking There are
chapels for the re1lgiously inclined
and a library for the studious. The
food is wholesome and well prepared
Id large, scrupulously clean kitchen
situated on the top floor Carptng
critics have, indeed, declared the
Tombs to be too luxurious, declaring
that habitual criminals enjoy a stay
at the prison and actually commit
crime so that they may enjoy some Of
It's hotel.Iike comforts.
1t was with a sinking heart and a
dull, .gnawing sense Of apprehension
that Annie descended from a south
bound Madison avenue car In Center
street and approached the small por;
tai under the forbldding gray walls,
She had visited a prison once before,
when her father died. She remem.
bered the depressing ride in the train
to Sing Sing. the formidable steel
doors and ponderous, bolts. the narrow
cells, each with It's involuntary loccn.
pant in degrading stripes and closely
cropped hair, and the uniformed
guards armed with rifles. She remem.
bered how her mother wept and how
she had wondered why they kept her
poor dada in such an ugly place. To
think that after all these years she
was again to 60 through similar ex,
perience.
She had nerved herself for the. or.
deal. Anxious as she was to see How
ard and learn from his lips all that
had happened. she feared that she
would never be able to see him behind
the bars without breaking down. Yet
she must, be strong so she could work
to set him free. So much had hap
pened in the last two days. 1t seemed
a month since the police had sent for
her at midnight to hurry down TO the
Astruria. yet 1t was only two days
ago The morning following her try
lug interview with Capt. Clinton In
the dead mans apartment she had
tried 10 see Howard, but without sue.
cess. The police held him a close
prisoner, pretending that he might
make an attempt upon his life. There
was nothing for her to do but wait,
Iltuitiyely she realized the neces-
slty Of immediately securing the ser.
vices of an able lawyer. There was
no doubt of Towards innocence, but
she recalled with a SILVER that even
innocent persons have suffered capt.
tai punishment because they were I'M
able to establish their innocence, so
overwhelming were the appearances
against them. He must have the best
lawyer to be had, regardless OF ex-
pense. Only one name occurred to
her, the name Of a man Of interua.
tional reputation. the mere mention
OF whose name in courtroom filed
tie hearts OF the innocent with hope
and the guilty with dread. That man
was Judge Brewster. She hurried
to his Office and waited an
hour before he could see her. Then
he told her. politely but coldly, that
he must decline 10 take her case. He
knew we'll who she was and he eyed
her with some curiosity. but his man.
ner was frigid and discouraging.
There were plenty Of lawyers in New
York, he said. She must go else.
where, Politely he bowed her out.
Half OF a precious day was already
lost. Judge Brewster refused the
case. To whom could she turn now?
In despair. almost desperate, she
drove uptown to Riverside drive and
forced an entrance into the Jeftries
home. Here. again, she was met With
a rebuff. Still not discouraged, she
returned to Judge Brewster's Office.
He was out and she sat there an hour
waiting to see him. Night came and
he did not return. Almost Frustrated
with nervous exhaustion. she returned
to their deserted little nat in Harlem.
II was going to be hard fight. she
saw that. But she would keep right
on, no matter at what cost. Howard
could not be left alone to perish with.
out hand to save him. Judge Brew
ster must come to his rescue! He
could not refuse. She would return
again to his Office this afternoon and
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