The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1915-09-02
Copyright. seI3, by w. ]. Watt & Cob
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CHAPTER XV-Continued.


In two days, the grand jury, with
much secrecy, returned true bill, and
q day later a considerable detachment
of infantry started on dusty hike up
Misery. Furtive and inscrutable Holl-
man eyes along the way watched them
from cabin doors, and counted them
They meant also to count them coming
back, and they did not expect the
totals to tally.
Back OF an iron spiked fence, and a
dusty sunburned lawn, the barrack-like
facades of the old administration
building and Kentucky state capitol
crowned on the street and railroad
track. About it, on two sides of the
Kentucky river, sprawled the town of
Frankfort; sleepy, more or less DISNEY
eled at the center, and stretching to
ehaded environs of colonial houses set
Gn lawns of rich bluegrass, amid the
shade of forest trees. Circling the
town in an embrace of quiet beauty
rose the Kentucky river hills.
Turning in to the gate Of the state
house enclosure, a man, who seemed
Go be an easterner by the cut Of his
clothes, walked slowly up the brick
walk, and passed around the fountain
at the front of the capitol His steps
carried him direct to the main en-
GRANGE OF the administration building,
and, having paused moment In the
Fotunda, he entered the secretary's Of
Zee of the executive suite, and asked
Cor an interview with the governor.
Have you an appointment" the Sec
eetary asked.
The visitor shook his head. Scrib-
bling brief note on a slip of paper, he
Enclosed 1t In an envelope and handed
it to his questioner.
You must pardon my seeming mys-
seriousness" he said, "but If you let
sne send In that note / think the gov
ernor will see me-"
{ Once more the secretary studied his
man with slightly puzzled air, then
nodded and went through the door that
gave hun4SSAVA W tAo NASCudNcc Va
Gee.
His exceuency opened the envelope
and his face showed an expression of
surprise He raised his brows question
fngly.
"Rough-lookng sorti" he inquired.
"Mountaineer?"
mo, sir. New Yorker would be my
guess. Is there anything suspicious
II guess not" The governor laughed.
Rather extraordinary note, but send
him in"
Through his eastern window the
governor gazed off across the hills of
South Frankfort, to the ribbon of river
that came down from the troublesome
bills. Then, hearing movement at his
back, he turned, and his eyes took in
a welldressed figure with confidence
inspiring features.
He picked up the slip from his desk
and, for a moment, stood comparing
the Ra1ne and the message with the
man who had sent them in. There
seemed to be In his mind some irrecon-
cilable contradiction between the two.
With slightly frowning seriousness
Che executive suggested:
This note says that you are Samson
South and that you want to see me
with reference to pardon. Whose
pardon Is it, Mr.. South"
My own, sir"
The governor raised his brows
slightly.
''Yorr pardon for what? The news
papers do not even report that you
have yet been indicted" He shaded the
-word yet with slight emphasis.
81 think / have been indicted within
the past day or two. I'm not sure my
self"
The governor continued to stare
The impression he had formed of the
wildcat" from press dispatches was
warning with the pleasing personal
presence OF this visitor. Then his fore
head wrinkled under his black hair and
ais lips drew themselves sternly.
"You have come to me too soon, sir"
he said CURLY. "The pardoning power
SIS thing to be most cautiously used
st all times, and certainly never until
the courts have acted. A case not yet
edjudicated cannot address itself to ex-
ecntive clemency.'
samson nodded.
Quite true" he admitted. IF l an
nounced that had come on the matter
of a pardon, it was largely that had
to state some business and that
seemed the briefest way Of putting it"
Then there is something else?"
YES. IF it were only plea for