Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1915-07-24

had much To think of. for I'm the
course of his official duty he had just
sent Miss IIouston's nauce to prison.
She came to him, "A fair, tan fig
IRE, her mouth drawn with suffering.
The attorney greeted her with re-
served cagorncss sand placed "a
chair,
Perhaps / leaned backward I'm the
s|traightuoss of my duty me began i'm
quick tones. There are those, more
over, who think / was glad to get
John Marston out of my way. But,
God knows. / gain nothing. / have
rot made things better for myself by
taking him from you. understand
life well enough for that. Love de
flies disgrace, and loyalty cannot be
killed by prison
He saw her nod in agreement, his
lips dry. lmpulsivcly he had hcld
out his hands as II he would take her
slender ones i'm his, then he had has
lily dropped them.
~ have done what ! believed to be
my duty ne said, "and in doing it
/ have wrecked your happiness.
who would rather bring you happi-
ness than achieve any other feat on
earth. But ! ask you to believe that
would have made 1t different, If !
IOIlu- lhl AONI Nah's , llllhN NNlNN W.
could do anything for duty's sake,
Tut would never fail in any sacrifice
short Of duty for your happiness. !
ask you to believe that TO have faith
In me. with that faith | can go on
alone"
The girl lifted her eyes and looked
at the tense expression In his face.
The tears almost came as she put her
hand In his. 81 believe John Marston
innocent" she said. But even If |
did not ! would not desert him. You
do not understand, and as for you-
She rose and stood by him. The
world ISLANDERS you in the thought
that you could do anything but your
| duty as you saw It. / do believe you
Sanford held her hand a moment
! longer. Then he left her.
The ensuing days for him were
something ~unbearably lonely. He was
70 mar who usually knew just what
he wanted and vas used to winning
it. During the trial. with the SUI
fering 1t entailed upon all concerned,
his feeling for Ellen Houston had
been famed from intense regard to
fhe f]iercest passion. He knew that
his particular social set believed nc
was not particularly sorry to see John
MarstOn d~isgraCed. But that was be-
meath him. He had rejoiccd in the
fact that Ellen Houston was still
true to Marston.
II was enough for Sanford that Ell
len Houston believed he had been
actuated only by duty. though some
times there came to him a gripping
fear that i'm his determination to do
his duty he had pressed the evidence
too hard against the fOrger. At
times the thought that maybe his
own narrow standard Of righteous
ness had worked Injustice to Marston
and misery to Ellen Houston was SUI
icring unbearablc.
And one day-a holiday-in his pri-
vate office on the third story of the
old municipal building, he opened a
letter from South America. He was
half way down the first page before
he realized that it was the confession
Of a dying man that would eventually
prove John Marston innocent Of the
forgeries for which he was convicted.
There were pages OF circumstantlal
detail. Then the attorney laid the
otter down upon his desk and be-
gan TO pace the room. The very
thought of clearing Marston and re-
storing happiness excited him. Mars
ton was innocent-that, now, was very
sure. lie would tell Ellen Houston
He had reached the doOr when
there was a cry Of fire. He sprang
into the hallway Ia find pillows OF
smokc already rolling IN tbe stair
wav and he remembered that the
Luijding vas q firetran
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Holiu"y. "eIo o." ltt ErouiU i'J %,
reM CiG'h9 W. III "uIau'"5, ~
S'uIoII yolIluou wv o"' as Ho
I'ac'l'u inc "eoo"u i'oo''
A run through a corridor brought
them both to u stairway to find that
through the smoke came Herce
tongues Of fire.
w must rush IT. the clerk
gasped, dartIng FOR the stairway
with the attorney behind him.
But as the young fellow put his
hands on the balustrade Sanford re-
mcmbered sOmething-the confession
lying on his desk-Marston's only
hope, the key to Ellen Houston's
happiness for life
The attorney laid a hand on the
young clerks arm and held him for
q second. 1t seemed only fair TO send