New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1916-05-24
was then that found OUT ABOUT mo
attempt at murder

was then that found OUT ABOUT me
attempt at murder"
"Will you tell the court in detail just
what happened on that n1ght?''
well, II sent for Mr.. Langdon,"
said Daniels nervously, land he came.
In the meantime we had given the reg
ular Waterman knockout drops and left
him In a corner of the balcony, and
Shale took his place. When Mr.. Lang
don was leaving I called this supposed
Waterman and, acting on Jim's in
structions. told him to show Mr.. Lang
don out Of the stage door But tell
youths voice rose suddenly to a high,
shrill note of hysterica emphasize
tell you knew nothing Of that open
trap door In the stage I thought he
was going to take him right out of the
theatre. And when | heard Mr.. Lang
don's cry-l-l WAS too Mortified to
move for minute. Then l rushed
down and turned Oh the stage lights
will you tell us what you saw?''
Il saw Mr.. Langdon hanging to the
edge of an open trap that led down
some thirty feet to the cement cellar
below. and Shale standing to one side,
with a blackjack in his hand I
thought he was going to hit Langdon,
and snatched it away from him and
dragged Langdon back upon the stage.
The very first words he said made me
realize he didn't know the real reason
Of that open trap. so I hid the black
Jack behind me and took Mr.. Langdon
to the door myself and saw him safely
away
did you see Mr.. Pollock again that
night?"
Eyes. When I got back to the stage
I found him there denouncing Shale
for having failed to do his part, and
when 1 asked him If he had meant
murder, he said, Yes! I meant to have
him killed through an apparent acct
dent. What is more, 1 tell you here
and now, that Ell kill Mary Page and
III kill myself. before Langdon shall
win her! That's what Jim Pollock
said, and that's what thought he had
done-that night. SWEAR I didn't
go into that room! But I heard them
quarrel, and heard the scream and
the shot. And l thought he'd done it
and l ran away, in sheer horror
that's all! My God! You must believe
me. It's true that l quarreled with
Jim Pollock, not once, but many times.
It's true that he didn't play fair with
me, but can't you see that had ev-
erything to lose and nothing to gain
by his death! It's meant ruin to me
and ruin to my wife and little girl"
His voice broke pitifully over the last
words. Leaning forward, he buried
his face in his shaking hands, waiting
for the next question. But it didn't
come. That tragic outburst had car
ried conviction, not merely to Lang
don but to everyone in the room, and
whatever shadows of suspicion had
hung over Mr.. Daniels faded before
the pitiful but indubitable veracity Of
his story. The mystery, if mystery it
was, of James Pollock's death was still
as impenetrable. and the cords of the
law that for time seemed to be loos-
ening from about Mary Page, had
frightened again.
But to Mary and Langdon that tes-
timony of the manager had brought
something that for the time at least
seemed greater than the law-an I'M
derstanding Of Mary's heart, vision of
what might yet be if freedom could be
won for her.
It was a strange moment for great
love to find expression. and a strange
story which had wakened it; and.
while Langdon felt deep in his heart
that no words were needed after that
glance Of Mary's he could not forbear
following her to her cell when court
had adjourned. She glanced up at him
with sudden shyness when he came in.
and her hands went out waveringly.
but whether to hold him off or to cling
she could not herself have told. Lang
don had no doubts. however. and
caught them close in his warm grasp
and drew her to him in a silence more
eloquent than words. Then. STOPPING
till his cheek lay against her hair. he
whispered. unsteadilv: