Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1916-03-19

miss Page threatened him, didn't she,
Mr.. Brandon7"
itiveiy an expression Of horror on her
face. never saw any one so unstrung.
She had on an evening gown, of course.
and saw" Brandon patlsed again
Eyes? What did you seer cried
Iangdon.
Il saw strange mark on her shout
der-finger-prints that came and went
in the most uncanny way. was quite
unnerved myself. Miss Page was by
this time looking through the door at
you. Mr. Langdon."
II objectr shouted the District At.
torney. This story has no bearing"
"0yerruled," his Honor calmly said,
"This testimony" cried Langdon
triumphant note In his voice will
have an important bearing on the line
OF defense shall later adopt"
Il object again" fairly yelled the
prosecutor. "Such talk tends to preiu-
dice the jury"
"Overruled. again the Judge drawled.
''Is that the first time you ever saw
these marks7" Langdon asked.
Yes, sir"
"And the last timer"
mo. Six years later"
''Tell the jury"
The witness coughed. as If preparing
for an ordeal.
"It was the night of the opening of
Miss Page in New York. | couldn't
get seat, so stood In the rear OF the
theater, near the side / was a pc.
lice reporter then. and it was almost
time for me to be on duty at the sta-
ton. So hurried away. Things were
dull when l got there. so sat in cor.
ner near the stove and must have be-
come a little drowsy. Pretty soon-I
can't tell what time it was. but it must
have been couple Of hours later
Langdon came rushing in. He was
looking for Mary Page. We recognized
each other. and | was surprised to find
J him in such place on such IN errand
Then he told me of the murder Of Pol
| lock.
Somehow the night wore on. had
to stay on duty. In the morning.. very
early. the prisoners were brought out
from the pen. / hadn't slept much. A
paper was brought in. and | saw the
staring headlines, telling all about the
murder. That woke me up. / can tell
! you! What was my surprise. an instant
later. TO see Mary Page enter the room
from side door. in full evening
| al Ens1K hae
could scarcely believe my eyes.
thought I'D gone mad. or something
Why. I'd just been reading about her
and there she stood. pale and beautiful.
but bewildered and frightened. A po-
lice officer took hold of her
".Who is this womanT the sergeant
said.
I'VE don't know who she Is, the
ofieer answered. She wouldn't talk.
She was pulled last night with couple
Of
"Jnst then | WAS close to her. She
didn't recognize me; she seemed
strangely dazed, almost hypnotized
Then she caught sight Of the paper II
my hand, with its big type running
across the whole front page Sensa
tional Murder She grabbed. and reat
1t, Mortified. and we all just stood Their,
looking at her. without saying word
Even the sergeant was silent Shi
seemed TO devour the story And thel
some vision must have come befor,
her eyes, for she whispered something
about "a bottle, 'whiskey, and her fac
and arms became tense. ! looked a
her bare shoulder. and that's when
saw those strange finger-prints again
They came and went as hefpre.
Then the outer door opened. anl
you. Mr.. Langdon. came in. You lookei
tired. haggard. bedraggled. You stil
had on evening clothes remember.
). turning directly to the jury. what
sensation Mr. LsEgdon'S presence ere
atsd. his name having been IN ever,
headline too Miss Page saw him. Fl
went up TO her without word. an
they embraced each other. And thei
Miss Page stepped forward TO the ser
; geants desk and whispered, 90 loy
! that | could hardly hear her. I glYi
myself up
! .sEverybo was astonlshed as yol
might realize. Then she turned. AM
buried her head on Langden's shoul
der
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