The Washington times., 1916-01-30

tot II. wns anything but small In the
eyes % the District Attorney and
i.Angdurr and there was glcam OF
triumph iE the istter's eyes as the
tie oath. h. Before he went into the
fnrward ana frowned down at him
10 you understand, Joc' he said.
lakem i an oath, And that the law
can pmt v"u into prison fer perjury "
you DO not tell the exact truth after
taking hat oathh'
"Ill trH the truth. r'helr &c Gawd ,"
.irht lnughter rnn throUcht the o1!n:
h'lt the court attendant immediately
called for order.
carried TO Miss PaEc in tho banquet
ROOM" said tn" District Attorney. when
uuet roignrd ~ was Miss Page yoI
took the messnre II wasn't NO.
Yes, sIr. it WnS her, And .ra, the cent cent
Page Nj, LanGdon vans 70 see her
here at once
And YOU delivered the message Just
that wGv 10 Miss Page
Yes. sir
WHY didn't vow testify to this at the
Coroners nIucst II was the ludge
this time stern and implscable. and the
Oov iI the witness box crinsed ana
burst into tears.
the message was was tnkin to her. /
i didn't think 1t mattered'
With an exclamation of eSasr"ration
the prosecutor Sa' down. turning the
small witness over TO Iangdon. into
whose tired face !resh hone had now
come. His voice. as he spoke 10 the
boy. was gentle and friendly, and the
snuffling lad. WiDinG his eyes with tn"
| back of his hand answered him eager
w. He seemed glad to find someone
a, fri or
doe" said I.amgdOn. his voice fun OF
kindness that night wasn't the first
! timo you had seen Mr.. Pollock, was
NO. sir" said the boy in his shrin
young voice. Every body knew Dave
Pollock st the Republic. lie came there
lot-him and Mr.. Slade."
And he was pretty generous in his
tips. wasn't he" The question VAS
quiet and the district attorney. who
had made a move to interrupt. sank
back without speaking as the hor an
I sw"red
"Oh, $3.50. He could afford to be"
And so. on the nisht when he asked
you to take that message TO Miss Page,
he gave you a good big tip. didn't he?
| Yes" said the boy, beginning to
sSS hT} tb;nt ,bsrs 9idn %ss sS 1t aSI fST
says he. It's iust Joke I'm playin' on
| her. Joe he SAYS. ] want TO tool her.
And he gimme Eve dollars-and laugh
/ ed-and told me 70 beat it-and l did.
THAT is al. l think" said i.angdon
with satisfaction, and the boy crept
! back TO the witness bench. striving in
vain for some OF the iauntv assurance
! that had marked him In the earlier
| hours of the day. He had thought he
would be little hero after his testi-
monv and that he would enjoy the
| Ileeting publicity. but he was ashamed
| of he laugh he hau made:
| equally disComtttcd, for it had been hi!
/ plan to build up, stone by stone,
towering temple OF evidence to prove
| that Mary Page had in cold blood plot
| ted and carried out the murder of DaviC
| Pollock. ard now tho boys testmon.
| had in minute undermined the whole
! structure It forced him to play hi
trump card at What he feared was tho
| wrong moment, but, except for
| harassud frOwn. ne showed little sign!
! of his disappointment as he again Callec
| Mary to the witness stand.
| she Camu more willingly this time: Il
seemed somehow less of an ordeal. for
she sensed that things had gone In hcl
| tRNor for n moment, and she did moi
even finch when, with flourish. the
district attorney took up the revolver
| ONSng with tn" other exhibits of thu
case before the iuTy) and, thrusting Il
| toward her. asked sharply:
| "llaVc You ever seen this revolver be
| fore, Miss page
Yes. 1t belonged to Mr Pollock"
h WAS II in his possession on The
night when he was murdered?
| $780, Tier voice broke now and tel
| 1T was in my possession thou.'
| Ana YOU mad II at the Hotel Rcpun
no
| Yes"
! "Ant was It Your habit. tho pts-
was 1t Jour habit, Miss Page, to at