New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1916-04-12

and when we were in the reception
room. Mr.. Pollock told me that he was
the fancee Of Miss Page, and that Mr..
Langdon was taking advantage of Miss
Pages nervous condition to influence
her against him. He told me that
that-he would make it we'll worth nv
While to help him remove her to an
other sanatorium which had been Sc
Iected by her mother, and pointed out
the fact that Mrs. Page had not come
with her daughter as indicating her
dissatisfaction with DR.. Fosters hos
pital."
did you agree to help him?"
A hot flush dyed her cheeks, and her
fingers nervously fumbled her gloves
as she answered softly:
Eyes"
what instructions did he give your
"He-he told me to give Miss Page a
sleeping draught that night, and said
that when the hospital was quiet at
eleven he would have his automobile
outside and If I would let him in, he
would carry Miss Page to it, and take
her to the other sanatorium. He also
asked me If would take the case, as a
private nurse. and when said yes, he
wrote the name down on a piece of
paper for me-"
do you mean," interrupted the
Judge, that you were ready to throw
up your position with DR.. Foster, and
allow one of his patients to be stolen
from his sanatorium without investi-
eating the truth Of the mans state
ments?"
You mean about Mr.. Langdon?' she
stammered. "Oh-I-I knew that was
not true. III agreed because of-of
certain plan had in mind. Then-he
led me to expect that he would pay
me we'll and left.''
miss Walton, do you recall the name
OF the sanatorium to which Mr.. Pol
lock wished to take Miss Page?"
Eyes. 1t was Professor Cellars sana-
torium at Ortonville."
did you carry out your plans for
that night?"
mo. The plan I had formed mis-
carried, because Of the watchfulness of
Mr.. Langdon, who unwittingly hinder
ed me-"
II gave Miss Page sleeping -draught
at ten o'clock and then put on my
own hat and laid my cloak ready. At
eleven l went down to the reception
room and unlocked one of the French
windows which was almost immedi-
ately opened by Mr.. Pollock. He fol
lowed me back to the bedroom, and
picking up Miss Page whom I had
carefully wrapped in blankets he car
ried her out to his automobile. AS soon
| as he was on the veranda closed the
window and started to run to the front
; of the house, but 1 was stopped by
Mr.. LangdOn, who was spending the
night at the SanatOrium and had al
ready discovered Miss Pages absence
| He-he caught me by the arm and de-
! manded to know where she was. !
! tried to get away-because-beca
moments We're precious just then, but
he wouldn't let go and finally told
him that Mr.. Pollock had just carried
| Miss Page off. At that he rushed out
of the house and down the drive, and
sprang onto the running board of Mr.
! POllOcks motor, which was just start
| ing up. Mr.. Pollock struck at him, but
he hung on. and kept on fighting till
the motor swung around the curve and
into the main road, and then the force
of the turn flung Mr.. Langdon off. By
that time the detectives were in the
road and fred after the car but it
didn't STOP"
"Detectives! What detectives?" Lang
| don's question snapped like whip
lash.
"Why-why-" she stammered. con
fused by the sudden interruption. THE
ones I sent for. I wanted Mr.. Pollock
caught in the act of kidnapping Miss
Page, but MI. Langdon held me back
too long and prevented my giving the
signal agreed upon"
A wave of sound that was the com.
| posite exclamation of those in the room
swept like breath of wind through
the court and faded to silence, and
Langdon asked:
"You had special reason for want
ing David Pollock caught by the po-
lice, had you not, Miss Walton?''
"Yes!" she cried. and her voice took
on sudden fierce note of suffering and
anger. II wanted him punished. and
thanked God for the chance that had
been put into my handsr'
"Why?"
Because be ruined my little sister,
and left her to die of shame and heart.
! break!'
, "Your Honor!" It was the prosecu-
tors voice. IL object to that question
and answer 1t defames the character
of dead man, and has no bearing
upon this case. What is more. it can
not be proved!'
"You are perfectly right" said the
,, Judge sternly. LET the evidence Of
the witness be stricken out from the
words signal agreed upon"
Langdon bowed his head submissive
ly. but there was CLEAN of triumph