The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-02-13

I I saw MT. Pollock drive up in his mo- | tor. and. thinking he had news of my child, ran down the walk to him. He knew nothing of where she was, alas, but he had heard rumors of what had l happened Whill I was telling him about it a man, one of the men who worked near our home, came up and said that MT. Langdon had sent him to | tell me that a posse of men was searching the woods for Mary and hoped soon to find her."
 Did MT. Pollock make any comment on this?"
 "Yes. He said, My God, shs'n die out there in the cold. They must be a pack of idiots not to have found her in this time Then he grabbed the other man by the arm and said, Get in the car and show me how to reach the place where the searching party Is. I'll find Mary promise you that.'' Did he offer to take you with him."
 "Yes, but I felt that must stay at home in case-in case-they brought her back. or she wandered back of her own accord"
 Did you go into the house after they had left?" Langdon's voice was very gentle now, and Mrs. Page smiled at him, g. smile that was far sadder than tears as she said:
 "No--I wrapped myself up and sat on the steps. IT felt nearer to Mary out under the stars.'
 That is all, Mrs. Page"
 But now the District Attorney was on nis feet holding up an arresting hand.
 Mrs. Page" he said harshly, one lean finger thrust towards her men, acingly, If your husband struck your daughter and injured her so terribly that she temporarily lost her reason. why doesn't she carry a scar?"
 Why, she does" There was a note of surprise in the quick answer. and Mary's fingers frightened ever so little about the rail in front of her.
 'Is it possible to show the court that scar?" There was 8 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 a little, took her place before the court and, lifting the soft hair from her fore head, showed the great livid mark of a hideous scar, the murmuring of conn passion that swept through the room found 8 mute echo on the Bench itself, and the Prosecutor, discounted, swung curtly away and dropped into his seat as Langdon called the next witness.
 John Alexander MacPhersoni"
 It was the same giant Scotchman 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 elf-consciousness 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.
 MT. 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 me again on that night and under what circumstances"
 T saw MT. Langdon again on that nicht win the hour. I had nae more than reachit home and were tellin' my gude wife of the evenin' when there coon knock at the door, I opened it, and there stude MT. Langdon. He was all In a feery farry-not to say commotion, and his face were white. Beyant him I cude see twa or three other men-all excited like"
 'Did you recognize them?"
 "Aye, there were men from the town
 4o1- wee drappie vie them at the hotel come Saturday nicht. But 1t were MT. Lang don who spoke. Have you seen Miss Page he cried. catching at my sleeve. We are looking for her. Div you mean tae say you've lostit her again? I asked; and he said. Yes.' I sat doom to rest a bit and must have lost con- sciousness. When I came to. she was gone.' At that one of the lads called oot, Hey. MacPherson, you know the woods better than any other man give us a bit of help in the search There was nae need for him to askit it. for ran out just as I were. bare headed. and pointit out three paths for them to follow-bidding them beat through the underbrush and look for footprints, for the snow was light and SOIL ana Woulu SHOW tH5 llllle IcSt oL her at every step"
 "Did you go with any of the three men?"
 'Havers, mo- man, I came back for my cap and coat, and l got to the door | just in time tae save Mr. Langdon from bad fall for he would hae gaen over in a heap if hadna caught him. My gude wife and I took him in the house, and when he was revived a bit was for leavin' him. but he wouldna stay. He said, I must find Mary my .sep--it was lost her the second time | So we went oot together"
 "How long was it before you got a | trace of herr" Langdon's voice was toneless. but his eyes were alight with fire as he pictured to himself that strange night hunt for the slender girl he loved. The occasional shouts of the other searchers; the flash of a lan- tern; the heavy shadows and vividly white snow; the cold that stung his face and hands and the aching weari- ness that numbed his muscles. It had