The Washington times., 1921-03-01
(.Proxies.- . Cosmspoiitsn Produe-
tions ais, based on the story by
Frank IA Adan,S. win he released
as ~ rsramoust Pieture.)
Screen Version NopeItsed
BY Jane Mclean.
Sc'eea Version NoreIised.

Dy Jane MClJtdu.
DETER nodded: II had plenty of
time, sir: well. the girl
4 couldn't see anything ID 1t.
but somehow IL started me to think
ing-not quite soon enough. but IL
did start me-
We were getting ready TO move
on when a woman came out of the
little house with a pitcher OF water
and with her were a couple OF kids
about six or seven years old.
That water tasted mighty good
and / began to fool with the chill
dren-rd never had anything to>do
with children before and II was a
new experience. They weren't much
TO look alive seen better looking
and they weren't dressed to
amount to anything. but they were
full of fun and they acted as though
the girl and / were the salt of the
earth.
After q while / gave them each
Z a coin and the little girl jumped
into my arms. l guess was a
little unstrung that day. for when
she hugged me there was a big
lump in my throat and / couldn't
swallow II.
"we stood them in front OF the
gate and took a couple Of snap
shots and then we drove away
while they waved and threw kisses
after, us.
"Just luck, sir, that / didn't run
into a ditch looking back at them.
for IL seemed to me we were leav-
ing something really worth while
for everything that wasn't worth
while"
F. Peter reached into his pocket and
took out a small photograph and
looking down at 1t tried to go on
in a matter of fact tone.
"If you'd like to see It," said
Peter. holding the photograph out
to Darley. here It Is"
BETRAYED NO SIGNS.
The older man took the bit of
paper and reinforced by visualize
tion the scene his butler had just
described. Peter wondered II he
would recognize Clare. his daugh-
ter's maid, as the girl who had
laughed at the book. He watched
Darley's face with some anxiety.
but that gentleman betrayed no
signs of connecting the young lady
in the sports skirt and the FASH
ionable hat with the girl who
answered his daughters beck and
call.
He passed the photograph back to
Peter without a word.
We'll, sir, couldn't get that
scene out of my head, and, as I
told you. I had plenty Of time to
think about 1t after I was captured.
I used to sit with my chair tilted
3 back against the. wall of my cell
and close my eyes. and every time
could see as plain as day the
words out of the book about honesty
AM those kids waving goodby to
the girl and me. I did a good deal
OF thinking those days, and l made
up my mind when l got out that
there'd be just one criminal clown
les IN the world, and that I'd work
till Ia saved enough to buy that
little spot Rest Haven for my own"
Peter put the photograph back
into his pocket before he continued.
and still Darley refrained from
comment
~ used to like to imagine my
self as a farmer and the girl as a
mother and ] kept this little snap
shot to remind me II I was ever
tempted-that's all the story SIR"
81 noticed" said barley. that
you'd written that old-fashioned
sore about honesty at the bottom of
the picture-all right-you're en-
titled to your chance to prove it."
You mean you're not going to
discharge me-" said Peter.
II mean it's up to you-I shall re-
spect what you've told me-and you
may rely on my help-good luck to
you Peter"
'T-I-you won't be sorry sir"
the butler managed to stammer as
he backed out of the room.
A GOOD THING.
Christopher Darley had done a
good thing; he felt that Peter was
TO be trusted he had put aside
prejudices ann acted solely on his
knowledge of human nature and he
had added intense gratitude to the
respect Peter already had for him.
Strange story this indeed-he
walked back and forth thinking
over the details-and then his
mind switched to Slower, the big,
hard man who had told him. To
Slower, once a convict always a
convict: the ex-warden would never
have a good word fol. the man who
stole a loaf of bread. but the finan-
cier who got away with a million,
that was another matter.
barley shuddered at the thought
Of what would become OF the small
stockholders in his own concern IL
Slower ever got control. Luckily.
he told himself that was an impos-
sibility: the stock was too closely