The Washington times., 1920-06-27

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The pain caught her and T.xior w "
she clung to the bed.
when he told you we were married, 10
was a lie,' she murmured at last HE
promised to marry me, and have begged
him to every day Of the two years we have
been together. Something has always in
terfered. Once we were going to get mar
ried in church in Akron. But on the day
before the wedding he didn't have enough
to pay the minister and II fell through.
And that is the way it has been every
time"
Little by little then she told the entire
story that has been related.
Now I am dying" she told Sergeant
Power. "But love him and he loves me!
There Is one thing am trying to rescue
from my shipwreck. That is my honor.
II could die an honest woman I would
die happy.
what was right and didn't do IT, But that
was because loved him. Perhaps can
do the right thing, after all.
There is the marriage license. I've
carried It inside my blouse for nearly two
years. Ask him if-tell him-just ask him
II he'll use that license now!"
The detective smoothed her hair and
left the room. Later that afternoon he
returned to the hospital with Taylor
shackled to his wrist. Outside Viola's
ward he stopped and unlocked the hand
cuffs.
you are going to walk in there like
man." he said "And to her you're going
to act like a man. You understand"
Taylor nodded and walked into the
room Sergeant Power closed the door
and remained outside.
Soon the Rev. Father William Plunkett,
Of ST. James's Roman Catholic Church.
was summoned by the detective. Together
they tapped on the door and entered the
room. Taylor was kneeling by the bed
side. his arms around the girl Both were
sobbing The girl cried out with Joy when
she saw the priest She talked excitedly
as he slipped on his surplice and stole and
said she wished to be baptized in Taylor's
faith and married.
Were going to be married." she re.
peated over and over. Were going to be
married."
Sergeant Power stepped back with the
doctors and nurses who had collected near
the door. moment later he came up
again and with difficulty removed the we'd
ding ring that had not left his finger for
twenty-five years. Silently he handed it
to the priest
Father Plunkett kissed the crucinx he
Carpenters forehead
Again Taylor knelt by the bed The girl
placed her hand in his. The silence in the
room was broken by the voice OF the
priest.
do you take each other for husband
and wife, to have and to hold, in richness,
in poverty, in sickness and In health
and then his voice broke little as he
added:
until death do you part?"
The girl sobbed that she did. The priest
pronounced the two man and wife, and
then went on, giving the sacrament OF
extreme unction. Presently he was done,
and bestowing last blessing tip-toed with
the rest from the room, closing the door.
In an hour Sergeant Power raped again
and entered. They we're as he saw them
last-praying. Her left hand was closed
to keep the ring from falling OF, 1t was
so large.
Power motioned and Taylor kissed her
again and started out Halfway out she
called him back
Remember" she said, remember Bob,
II was an accident"
Her hand was still closed on the ring
when she died few moments later.
She told a nurse Il was probably we'll
that she must die-that she had her honor
back.
That is what her aged grandfather said,
too, the next day when he came to claim
her body.
She was buried with the dead hand stilI
clasping tight the wedding ring.
Taylor was relessed-by the law.
Gres, Britain Right. Reserved.