The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-03-19

4 saw mir. Pollock drive up IN his mo
tor, and, thinking he had news or IN!
child. rnn down the walk to him. III
knew nothing of where she wnS. alas
but he had heard rumorS OF what hnC
| happened. WhIll l was telling hin
about II a man, ono of tho men who
worked near our home. came up ant
said TINT Mr.. Lnngdon had sent him Il
tell mo that a posse Of men wat
searching the woods for Mary anC
hoped soon to find her"
did Mr.. Pollock make nny comment
on thIsT"
'Yes. He said. My God. she'll die
out there in the cold. They must be
n pack Of idiots not to have found her
in this time Then no grabbed tho
in the chr and show mo how 70 reach
the place where the searching party Is
Til find Mary-I promise you TINT"
did he offer to take you with him."
"Yes, but / felt that must stay al
home In cnse-in cnsR-they brought
her back, or she wandered back OF her
own accord"
did you go into the house after they
had left?' Langdons voice WINS very
gentle now. and Mrs. Page smiled nj
him. a smile that wns far sndder than
tears as she said:
Mo- wrapped myself UP and sat on
the steps. IL felt nearer to Mary out
under the stars
THAT Is all, Mrs. Page"
But now the District Attorney was on
his feet holding UP an nFrestInB hand.
MRS. Page" he said harshly. one
lean finger thrust towards her men
aclnEly, IF Your husband struck your
daughter and injured her so terribly
that she temporarily lost her reason,
why doesn't she carry scar?'
5'Why. she does.'' There was note
Of surprise in thee1uick answer. and
Mary's fingers frightened ever so little
about the rail In front of her.
els 1t possible TO show the court that
SCARF" There was sheer in the voice:
sheer born of the realization that
something must be done to stem the
great tide OF sympathy for Mary, and
cast disparagement upon this story
from the past. But his request was a
boomerang, for when Mary, trembling
little. took her place before the court
and, lifting the soft hair from her fore
head. showed the great Nvid mark OF a
hideous scar, the murmurinR OF COM
passion that swept through the room
found a mute echo on the Bench itself
and the Prosecutor, discounted, swung
CURLY away and dropped into his seat
as Langdon called the next witness.
John Alexander MacPherson!"
It was the Same giant Scotchmar
who had testified the day before, and
/ he dwarfed both Judge and jury as he
lowered in the witness stand, carry
Ing the breath OF the forest about him.
his eyes filled with serenity OF those
who have long looked out across Gods
great open spaces.
There was neither nervousness nor
self -consclousnes in his attitude and
the pleasant burr OF his Scotch was
like the tang of burning leaves on an
autumn day when he answered lang
don's first question.
MIR. Macpherson, you have told OF
seeing Miss Page running through the
wood and Of my finding her. Will you
tell US now. please, whether you saw
mo again on that night and under what
circumstances"
81 saw AIr. Langdon again on thai
NIGHT win the hour. / had nae more
than reachit home and were tcllin' ms
guide wife OF the evenln' when there
COON q knock ut the door. l opened
It. and there atude Mr.. Langdon. He
was all In a feery farry-not to say
commohon. and his face were white
Beyant him GUIDE sec twa or three
other men-all excited like"
Ibid you recognize them?"
FAYE, there were men from the towr
II had seen them often, and taken {
wee dfappIe vile them ut tho hotel come
Saturday NIGHT. But 1t were Mr.. Lang.
don who spoke. Have you seen Mis-:
Page he cried. catching at my sleeve
we are looking for her. Div yol
mean tae say you've lostlt her again?
asked: and he said, Yes sat door
to rest bit and must have lost con,
sciousness. When came to. she wa
gone At that one of the lads called
cot, Hey. Macpherson. you know thu
woods better than any other man
give US a bit of help in the search.
There was nae need for him to ask
1t. for ran out just as Nwerc. bare
headed. and pointit out three paths 10
them TO follow-bldding them bea
through the underbrush and look 70
footprints, for the snow was light an,
soft, and would show the little feet o
her at every STEP"
Did you so with any of the TIRE
men?''
"Havers. no. man! came back 70
my cap and coat. and got to the doc
dust in time tao save AIr. Langdol
from bad fall. for he would hae gael
over in a heap II / hndna caught HIN
My guide wife and l took him In tn
house. and whom he was revived hi
was for leavIn' him. but he wouldn
stay. He said. I must find Mary my
sel'-it was lost her the second time
So we went cot together"
''How long was 1t before you got
trace of herr" Lapgdon's voice wa
toneless. but his eyes were nlight wit
FIRE as he pictured to himself tina
strange night hunt for the slender gil
. he loved. The occasional shouts G
the other searchers: the flash of lun
tern: the heavy shadows and vivid
white snow; the cold that stung hi
] face and hands and the aching wenrI
} ness that nurnbed his muscles. II ha