The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1914-01-07
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Cautiously he struck and lit o
match. Then he gasped in astonish.
ment. For on the buffet, carelessly
laid out, was a galaxy of silver plate.
That central piece-that fiat tray,
which he could put under his coat
and walk away with, must be worth
a couple of hundred dollars alone!
He would take 1t on his way out. He
opened the door and crept upstairs.
There were two rooms at the head
of the first flight. The door Of one
was closed; the second door was open,
and inside, by the light of the lowered
gas jet, Graves could see table
strewn with rings. He crept in and
stood staring at them. There were
nearly a dozen of them-diamond,
pearl. sapphire. cats eye. flashing
emeralds and rubies. Itswas the dress
ing table of some wealthy woman
who.
There was somebody in the bedl
An old, whitehaired woman who lay
there, hardly breathing. fat. with
white hands picking at the bed coversi
Graves snatched up a handful Of the
baubles and turned. Suddenly two
powerful arms caught him a. in wise
and he looked up into the face of the
middle-aged man.
Come outside. you-you dogi"
whispered the other Caught In the
act, you dirty sneak-thiefi Let mo
look at your face! So you would rob
q dying woman, would your I'm 70
ing to strip the hide on you before ]
! call the police"
Fl didn't know" Graves babbled
A feeble voice from the sick bed
made both start.
"Johnl" whispered the sick woman.
"Johni It's you. dear Johni knew
you would come home!"
The captor and the captive stood
motonless. thrilled by the pity In the
voice.
John, won't you come here and kiss
your old mother?" pleaded the voice.
IT knew that should live to see you
again"
The middle-aged man whispered into
the ear Of the thief.
Her son was killed In an automo-
bile accident last week. Now's your
! chance. I'll let you go if"
You're coming to me. aren't you.
Johnr"
YES" muttered the thief, and with
unsteady footsteps he staggered to-
ward the bed, found 1t, and sank down
upon a chair. He felt the hand Of
the old woman close upon his.
Are you John? Are you my boyf
1 cannot see. Tell me that you are
JOHN the old woman whispered.
Yes, am John" the convict whis-
pered back.
She said no more for a while but
seemed to doze. Gently, by almost
imperceptible degrees. the man in the
room lowered the gas light till 1t was
only a little twinkling flame in the
darkness. And the THE: sat motion
less, his hand held tightly in the light
clasp of the dying woman.
After a long time she reused her
self. Johnny" she whispered, turn
me 30 that l can put my lips to your
ear" And the convict turned the
shrunken old body reverently, and
with a new and strange fearlessness.
Then the old woman spoke again, and
so low and weak were her tones that
he could only grasp them by bending
his ear till her lips touched 1t.
Johnny" she said. Il want you to
be a good boy after I am gone. l
want you to be good for your old
mothers sake. Johnny. There's no
body will ever love you as have done
nobody in the whole world. You've
been wild, Johnny. dear. and people
have said hard things about you and
called you hard names, but / knew
that you were my boy Johnny, my
good boy, and Tat you were good at
heart. Promise me you'll always run
straight, Johnnyf'
Graves promised
Then l can 90 p peace. Johnny.
dear. Kiss me-" The dying woman
half raised herself and Graves took
her in his ARM "nd pressed his lips |
reverently to her forehead. And not
daring to stir, he remained thus half
through the night.
The vital fires had burned them
selves out; gently and imperceptbty
the life had faded out of the old
frame. The dead woman's placid |
smile seemed like benediction.
Graves rose up. Pm ready now
he said to the man.
Col" answered the man, pointing |
m the door. and the eX-cOnvtct Ohu1I |