The Prescott daily news., 1915-05-26

young womans face.
 q mean half an ounce" she mur- mured. "You have killed me, MT. Tol- land. And I hope you will be more charitable in future. r." Here she collapsed with a heartrending groan Quick! A doctor!" she gasped. 70, let me live. Telephone. MT. Holland must live now I didn't know death was so terrible"
 An instant later Holland was call ing up a couple of physicians he knew, then another, and then another, Alt CT that he called an ambulance. It was only then that it occurred to him that it would be advisable for him to make himself as scarce as possible. He hurried out of the apartment house and into the street. Then it occurred to him further that the office would to avoid suspicion. Accordingly, he made his way thither.
 But it was desperately lonely in the office, and the warm greeting of the | city editor, who had a slack half hour. was too much for him. In few mo- ments Holland was confessing every thing at the desk, and asking wheth- CT he ought to give himself up for murder.
 Thunder, mol" answered the city editor. Don't you see your duty clear before your eyes, young man?"
 No gulped Holland miserably.
 You go back to your desk and write out a full account of the suicide for the next edition," answered the city editor. But, say! You don't have to put yourself into it, you know"
 And Holland must have had in him the makings of a reporter, because, mechanically taking up his pen, he found himself presently launching into human interest story describing the suicide of the famous actress. It was only when he had finished that he realized the depths of degradation so which he had fallen. He took the manuscript over to the desk
 I've done it-but it mustn't be pub lished, MT Renn," he said. "I'd lose my position. q" gulp, gulp, I'm going to the police to give myself up" MT Renn without answering, read the article. As he read it he slapped his leg and chuckled. When he came to the last words Miss Lawrence had uttered, in which she begged to be saved, he laid the manuscript down and burst into a loud guffaw. And Holland stared at the monster speech. lessly. Could it be a human being who saw in such a terrible death of a young and gifted woman nothing but a news story?
 Suddenly Rem handed back the story. It's all right: we won't print l it, Holland" he said. But it's for your sake. understand. Anyhow, it's | too late. Here come the editions of the other papers. Let's see what they have to say about it"
 They scanned the headlines on the first page of each of the evening news. papers, on the second, the third, and so right through to the end. But there was not a word about Miss Lawrence's 8 suicide
 Humph' I guessed they wouldn't fall for it." said Rem. Tt takes a very young and immature reporter to fall for a thing like that" Do you mean that she was only pretending to have taken strychnine, to get even with me-" gasped Tol. land
 To get even with you? No, my young friend. She wanted to get the story into the newspapers. She saw how verdant you were-or else some body tipped her off about you. prob ably her agent. Lord, Holland, that was an advertising stunt Don't you understand? If that had got into the Argus it would have been equal to fifty such slatings as you gave her. Go to the show again tonight Tol. land, and you'll see her there as large as life"
 Which Holland did.