Williams news., 1915-08-26

sociated with this crime. Had he been guilty-had our separation come through his crime and not through my own, should have been prepared for such contingency, and not over whelmed by it."
 And were you not prepared?"
 ''No, before Go
 The gesture accompanying this oath was a grand one. convincing in its fervor,. its majesty and power.
 But facts are stubborn things. and while most of those present were still thrilling under the effect of this oath. the dry voice of District Attorney An drews was heard for the first time, in these words:
 Why, then, did you. on the night of Belas death. stop on your way across the bridge to look back upon Dark Hollow and cry in the bitterest tones which escape human lips, Oliver! Oli- ver! You were heard to speak this name, Judge Ostrander," he hastily put 1t, as the miserable father raised his hand in ineffctual protest. A man was lurking in the darkness behind you, who both saw and heard you. He may not be the most pre- possessing of witness, but we cannot discredit his story"
 MT. Andrews, you have no children. To the man who has, make my last appeal. MT. Renfrew, you know the human heart both .-s a father and a pastor Do you find anything unnatural in guilty soul bemoaning its loss rather than it's sin, in the spot which recalled both to his. overburdened spirit?" s- ,.
 No"
 The word came sharply, and it sounded decisive; but the ones which followed from MT Andrews were no less so. s'
 That is not enough. We want evi- dence, actual evidence, that you are not playing the part your son ascribes to you, ..s
 The judges eyes glared. then sud- denly and fncomprehensively softened till the quick fear that his mind as well as his memory had gone astray, van- ished in feeling none of them could have characterized, but which gave to them all an expression of awe.
 T have. such evidence" announced the judge. Come
 Turning, he stepped into the hall Oliver, with pended head and a dis couraged mien, quickly followed Alanson Black and the others. cast ing startled and inquiring looks at each other. brought up the rear. Deb. orah Scoyille was nowhere to be seen.
 At the door of his own room, the judge paused, and with his hand on the, curtain. remarked with unexpected composure: You have all wondered, and others with you, why for the last ten, years have kept the gates of my house shut against every. conner. am going to show you" hi..s54.,.g And with no further word or look, scarcely even giving attention to O4s ver's anguished presence, he led thefp into the study and from there on tb that, inner door known and talked of through the town as the door of rnys- tery. This he slowly opened with the key he took from his pocket; then, pausing with the knob in his hand, he said: N ~-a-.F. NF@'.s' 7.
 "In the years which are past but two persons beside myself have crossed this .threshold. and these only under my eye$e It's secret was for my own breast. Judge what my remorse has been: Judge the raWep of my own secret self-condemnation. by what you see here" .::E. ''-s- And;f entering ,S : he reached up. and pulled aside the carpet he had strung up over one end of the room.. disclosing amid agnpmber a of loosened boards, the barred cel1e of a condemned convict -t4
 This was my bed, gentlemen. till stranger coming into my home, made such an acknowledgements my sin inn possible!"