Bisbee daily review., 1914-10-07

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 course. but he could still win chevrons and turn them into stars of honor with each five years of exemplary behavior.
 In the cutting room ''The Butcher still kept a good record and received the benefits thereof In letters and news papers. The message finally came, and Bill was signaled by The Butcher to stand by to receive it. He quickly comprehended the use of the numbers and knew that he would find Montgoms cry in Greenyille, $. c.
 As if fate had determined to make up for all the bad luck of the past with one happy surprise, Bill wns sum- moned before the probation board that very day.
 Bill's old thatch was now as white as snow. Ten years after the mid-century mark leave heavy traces. The ex- pression Of cunning and craftiness was gone from his features. The jaw was still heavy and low set and the brow slopcd, but there was the faint light of regeneration in his face.
 "No GO11O." he heard the warden say, "has been a splendid prisoner for the 'ast four years. He is getting old. and it looks as if he might straighten out if given a chance"
 'If you are released on probation. win you try to be worthy of the chance given you and will you report to the board once every month by letterT' the chairman asked.
 "Yes, sir" he replied, his voice trem- bling as ne began to realize that the prison garb was about to drop from him.
 We have studied your case and think it worth while to give you a trial" the chairman told him. That is all."
 He was free, It was hard for him to understand A miracle had been wrought, it seemed to him. Kindness. mercy, compassion. had been offered him. a thief Dazed and spiritually troubled. the old man walked to his cell.
 He had not asked for mercy. and yet it was given him. What would he find outside? No one was interested in him. Yes the boy Jim was
 Did the boy bring about his deliver nnce? Surely with life term hanging over his head he could not have reach ed out from his hiding place and open ed the gates of Sing Sing Perhaps it was the God the boy used to pray to morning and night Per 1 haps Jim had been praying for him and he had heard his prayers. The awakening soul of Bill Hawkins | leaped to the beautiful thought His | knees trembled and he sank upon | them beside his iron cot His head fell in his hands, and he prayed Indeed | he prayed for his eyes were wet with the tears of gratitude.
 Hawkins had come to Sing Sing with nothing but his sins and his sentence | of fifteen years He carried away with him sense of thankfulness. a | thing he had never experienced before, and the intention of living the life of a decent man
 The warden shook his hand and made a pretense of beaming upon him. He little knew what good had come from his base share in the plan of Detective Michael Kearney Co use one friend to betray another.
 The probationer's gray suit was changed for a new black one, and a felt hat was pulled over his forehead, hiding the defective formation. In his pocket was enough money to take him I r.. 40 hvs manity, the underworld of New York. He would return there because no other world would have him, but he would return a different man.
 He was not going forth to evangelize. He was going to seek the woman who had been pretty girl once, the woman who had suffered ten thousand times what he had suffered.
 At the Ossining station he bought a ticket to New York and boarded the first train. Two men of an the crowd seemed to notice him. One of these got aboard the train directly behind him, while the other entered the coach he had chosen by the oTeosite door.
 The train was an express and they were soon at Forty-second street, where, in the swarm of thousands of men and women, many coaches were unloading to the station platforms.
 shorter of stature than the average In the teemlng crowd the head of Hawking disappeared iD a sea of hats and bonnets. but the two men who