Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-10-31

sea Gloria wept over the picture in
her locket.
Royce, coming along tine beach, found
her. He knelt down at her side. Gloria
turned to him with the old question:
why didn't you tell me that it was
you who saved me, and not Dlck?'
Royce gazed into her sad eyes pity
ingly He was unable to deal the
death blow to her trust in her dead
lover. He spoke gently.
at was Freneau that found you and
saved you / arrived a little too late,
and l simply held off the Indian chief
while Freneau made sure of your
safety"
Gloria studied him with a longing to
believe in Freneau. He did not finch
She thanked him and he rose sadly and
walked away. He had lied to her be-
cause he loved her. But his heart was
almost bursting with protest against
the sacrifice.
When he had gone. Gloria put out her
arms TO the sea, crying
'Dick, Dick, forgive my suspicious
and come back to me-
From the waves Freneau seemed to
come forth again and, sitting down be-
side her. take her in his arms. She
wept, then rose and accompanied by his
ghost, moved slowly and sadly along
the beach.
One evening while the two old
men we're playing DR.. Royce
dropped in. He found Gloria in
deeper lethargy than usual He cudg-
elled his brains 10 think up something
to interest her, but without success I'M
til the judge rose and said:
81 hate to quit when 1 am winning,
.Pierpont. but I'm overdue at the night
court. | musn't keep the criminals UP
late"
That's it," muttered Royce.
That's what?" Pierpont inquired.
Royce, startled from his reyerie, apol-
ogized.
81 think Gloria needs diversion of
some unusual sort, Mr.. Stafford. Now.
while 1 would not call Judge Freeman's
decisions a diversion, exactly. l do
think that Ills night court would be in
teresting enough 10 compel Gloria's
thoughts
THE very thing said Pierpont. 1T
will appeal to her. heart and possibly
she will try to mother some of your
black sheep, if you'll let her, judge. Will
you take us?'
"Of course; glad enough to have
you" answered Freeman.
Gloria received the proposition Ian
guidly, but consented to be taken along.
When they arrived at the court house
they entered Judge Freeman's room. He
donned his judicial robe and they fol-
lowed him to the bench, where chairs
were placed for them on either side OF
him. Everybody in the court room rose
as the judge entered and then sat down
with him to the banquet of justice.
Gloria sat at his left, and frequently he
leaned toward her, explaining . case or
answering q question
She became at once another Gloria,
vividly alive and interested in the hui
man documents spread before her.
Sometimes the row of faces seemed like
Rer childish memories of the chambers
OF horrors in Nine. Tussard's wax
works: then again the beauty and no
bility of some countenance would COM
pletely bewilder her when the judge told
her that ii belonged to the worst con-
ndence man in New York or to a pro-
fessional beggar who would certainly
refuse any offer of real work., however
real the remuneration,
Gloria was constantly amazed at the
Judges insight into human nature and
his general fairness and discrimination.
A ferocious Irishwoman of huge pro-
portions begged protection of the court
from a much battered and meek little
husband whose head bore, among other
decorations. the outline of the familiar
wilderness of bandages and adhesive
plasters. His legs were a complete
wreck and he chung to the officers arm
for support. The judge motioned the
policeman to take the stand. AS he did
SO the little man tried to follow him.
He was restrained and upheld by an
other officer who protected him from
the threatening uppercut of the woman.
The policeman on the stand took the
hi grin no
explained.
Your honor. the lady had me to ar
rest her husband for assault and bat
terry"
The spectators shook with laughter.
Even the solemn Gloria had to smother
her smokers. The judge pounded on
his desk for order. The court officers
silenced the spectators.
The judge motioned the woman to
the stand. The policeman STEP
ped down. The injured innocent
began to talk on her way to the chair.
She was interrupted to take the oath,
and threatened the clerk, took the oath
with indifference, and began at once TO
karrangue the judge about the wicked
ness and brutality of her husband: "His
croolty is somethin' ahful. / deman'
protection for the poor, wake woman ]
am"
Inc Judge tfleu 10 quiet HeI. ouS
reached out her hand imploring help. See
ing Gloria she appealed to her. Gloria
recoiled in terror. 1t took two police
men to get the woman from the wit
pess stand, but it would have taken a
hundred to silence her. Next the tim
id little husband was put on the stand.
He told his story briefly, and the judge
sentenced him briefly to Thirty days on
the island for rest and recuperatiOn."
He received from the little man a smile
OF beautific gratitude: then he turned an
lnmistakable glare of triumph on the
wife of his bosom and marched safely
past her under the shelter of the police
The wife hustled out of the court through
the spectators. They opened an alley
quickly in the face of her wrath.
Next on the docket was sad-eyed
and timid Hungarian walter AS he
entered from the detention cell with the
officers an agent of the Gerry society
came from among the spectators lead
ing a ragged little boy, seven or eight
years of age. The waiter and the boy,
father and son, flew to each others
arms. Then the waiter, casting one
heart-brolSen glance at the boy, turned
tic the Judge and poured forth his story
His name was Casinur; his son was Stas.
He was out of work, with a sick wife,
living in a miserable room. An ambu-
lance had taken his wife to hospital
and then the law had taken his child
away because he was unable to give II
proper care. He had fought to keep the
boy and had resisted an officer.
Gloria listened tensely while tears