The Dolores star. [volume] (Dolores, Montezuma County, Colo.) 1901-current, 1915-05-14
WILLIAM VOLVERTON.

WILLIAM W0LNEN lON.
The following is an address being
given by J. Frank Hanly, former gov
ernor Of Indiana, and chairman of the
Dry's Flying Squadron now visiting
$50 Of the principle cities of our land
h the interests of nation.w wide prohibi-
ton:
CONTINUED from last week.
Then throwing herself on her knees,
putting her face in her hands and lay
ing her head on my table, she cried
with the abandon OF child. And as
she wept and sobbed, the little boy
slipped from the high chair from which
his feet had dsngled, came over to me,
and with the artlessness of baby put
his little hand on my knee, looked up
through streaming eyes into my face
and cried in childish treble:
Mister, you've got my Papa! |
want my Papa! Why don't you give
me back my Papa?"
looked down into the tear-dimmed
face, and caught there vision of my
own little fellow, his age, that | had
loved and lost but while before, and
the tugging Of the heart strings OF the
father became to much for the Governor
Reaching down and gathering him in
my arms said to him:
God bless you little man! You've
won! III give you back your Papa.
The mother sprsng to her feet, and
cried:
Governor. did l hear Alright? Are
you going to give him back to us?''
answered.:
Yes, and now"
And ringing for my Secretary, said:
Colonel Gemmer, wire Warden Whit
taker, Of the State Reformatory, that
the Governor is paroling William VOL
vertOn, . convict down there, dong an
indeterminate sentence Of five to twenty
one years for highway robbery. Say
to him that it is my direction that on
tomorrow he clothe Wolverton in a
decent suit of clothes, take him to the
railroad station, buy him a ticket and
put him aboard the noon train for In
disnspolis. Then turning to the wife
! said:
HE will reach the Union Station to-
morrow evening at seven o clock. Go
meet him and bring him here. want
= word with him IN your presence.
But, all consideration Tor me, she an
swered:
Seven o clock? Why, Governor, isn't
that after office hours"
l said:
Yes"
Then she said:
Then l can't ask you to wait The
train, you know, may be late, can't
ask you to wait.
ssid to her:
mo matter, even If it is late, / will
wait. Your business will be the big
gest business the Governor Of Indiana
viii have tomorrow, and ! will wait
until you come"
And the next evening I did wait
waited after all had gone from the big
office; waited in silence and in solitude
- the shadows heightened, and the
twilight deepened. until finally there
came through the cleaning this man
and woman and little boy. As they
approached my desk, stood up. took
the man by the hand. looked him IN the
eyes and said to him:
"Will Wolverton. you've sinned
against State that was good to you.
You've pulled down the pillars Of your
own house upon your own flesh and
blood. You've betrayed this woman
whom only four years ago you promised
man and God that you would love,
cherish and defend with your life.
You've forgotten the obligation you
owe to this little boy, the child of your
own Joins. Wolverton, you are bad
man, guess. and yet, I'm going to give
you = chance to earn your freedom.
I'm going to parole you. on your good
behavior; not for you; no, m afraid
you re not worth IT, I'm doing It for
The sake Of this woman here, your wife
who has been as faithful to you rs n
Msgdalene at the Cross. I'm doing il
for the sake of this little boy. your child,
who won my heart on yesterday. I'm
doing II for the sake of your unborn
baby, and in memory of my own dear
dead! Wolverton. won't you let your
unborn baby be covenant between us?
Won't youy Here's . letter. Take IL to
the man to whom Il Ii addressed. |
saw him this morning. He promised
me that he would take you, give you
employment ut good wage, and help
you find yourself again. Take the let
ter TO him and stay with him until !
discharge you: but come back here
next month and bring your wife and
child. for ] must know that you keep
faith with me, Wolverton, and II you
betray me. III have the power and IN
send you back TO prison for the limit Of
your term, twenty zone years. You may
COL But don't forget that you carry
your fresdom In your ayn handsp' -,
Then I watched them ss with bowed
heads they made their way out into the
actions, they came back, only there
mother. the little boy and the new baby