The Monmouth inquirer. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1865-1933, 1919-09-18
The Frank A. Munsey Co.

"Well, it doesn't matter Who she
was or what she was doing, does it?
She was a good girl, Mr.. Glaze, but
fond Of pleasure, and the least bit
headstrong, as your spoiled beauty IS
ant to be, but she was clean at heart
as I happen to know.
cat the same time she was from
people of moderate means, so that
when She found employment she took
it. She was employed in a photo
grapher's shop.
zone day man, young man,
came there to sit for picture.
"He saw this girl and as GUS
TONER he addressed her. From that
time on he made it a point to see her
and gradually they became friendly.
He began to show her some little at
tentions. He took her to places OF
amusement, and sometimes to dinner
at a cafe. After a time he asked her
to marry him.
.She told her mother-her father
was dead-and her mother objected
There was a scene. of course. You
see l knew the people well.
"a few days later she went with
the man to dinner, and he persuaded
her to elope She never came home
again, and she never was married.
This man took her TO a place, and
placed her in a room, telling her to
wait there until he could arrange for
the ceremony. Shortly after he had
left her a woman came to her room
and told her everything. was ready
and that she was to accompany her
to a place where the man was wait
ing.
'Instead, she took her to one of the
places where these people detain their
victims.
mot until she was shut in and
hopelessly lost did the girl suspect
Then she decided to die rather than
submit to the fate she had rushed for
ward to meet.
"She had some Photographic proofs
in an envelope in her bag and upon
the backs of these she wrote what
had happened, and the name of her
betrayer, sealed them up and address
ed the envelope to me.
'She managed to throw this out of
p window, where it was found by some
one passing and sent to me. Then
then-she took the pin out of her hat,
and stabbed herself straight through
-4the left breast"
Lucille Foote drew her kerchief and
wiped her eyes.
81 ought to cut that out" she OBJ
served in a moment, "but you see
had known the girl since she was a
baby. and when her mother learned OF
her death, the shock killed her also.
And what good did it do-what end
did it serve?"
"And the man." l inquired.
event free as men do" said
Miss Foote. "He simply disappeared
The girl had his picture in her room
at her home, and we had his descrip-
ton of course, but he was not found
'eYet he murdered that girl just as
surely as if his hand had guided the
min instead of hers, when it pierced
her heart. Don't you think girl
driven to a thing like that ought to
have a chance to come back and try it
over? If not, what would become OF
hsr?"
81 think" I rejoined, that girl
forced to such a choice, who chose
death to dishonor. ought to go to a
little white and gold room in the very
highest heaven.
Lucille Foote turned toward me and
I thought that she seemed pale in the
moonlight, and that her eyes were
very wide and dark.
.eThank you, Mr. Glaze" she muir
INJURED softly and turned her head
away.
"But as for the man." I went on;
"tbe one who was responsible for thai
pitiful ending of two other lives, even
though he escaped the justice Of man,
he cannot escape the justice of Fate.
IT will trail him sooner or later to his
doom" i.
My companion glanced back again
to me.
"Do you believe that?" she whfs-
pered; "about Fate? Really?