Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-12-23

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TIVE years! Was it only five years
/ since he had stood in the dock in
hat courtroom. and the judge had sem
,nnccd him to--tive years? The scene
wos vivid and distinct enough! Even
,he ages that spanned the gulf between
,hc now and then could not cfface that
sosne nor dim Il, nor rob IL of single
s.rk and naked detail. Tydeman had
Ian tbere-Nlartin Il. Tydeman. that
p,incs of royal sports. Tydeman was
shout the only man in that courtroom
whose presence had made him uneasy
and vet Tydeman, too, was the only
nan In that courtroom who had been
sriendly toward him. 1t was probably
ins 10 the old millionaire's s plen for len
;srcv that the sentence had been five
EARS. and not ten, or fifteen, or twenty,
A. whatever It might be that the erect,
mare little figure on the beach, with the
Kin. straight lips, had had the right to
pronounce. And Tydeman was dead
now.
Dave Henderson stirred uneasily on
,hs edge of the cot. He drew his hand
slowly across his eyes. He had wished
from the start, hadn't he, that it might
have been some one else rather than
Martin X. Tydeman? But it had been
\ Tvdeman's money, and the hundred
tbousand dollars alone was all that had
counted, and Tydeman was dead now,
had been dead two or three years, and
on that score that ended it-didn't it?
The dark eyes. that had wavered abb.
,tractedly around tho cell, narrowed
suddenly, and from their depths a
smoldering fire seemed to leap as sud-
denly into flame. But there was another
score that was not ended Bookic Skar-
yani Badly Vickers, Runty Mott and
the rest of Baldy's gang had lied spe-
ciously, smoothly, ingeniously and with
convincing unanimity. They had ad-
mltted the obvious-quite frankly-be-
cause they could help themselves. They
had admitted that their intention had
|. been to steal the hundred thousand dol
3lars themselves. But they hadn stolen
nit-and that let them out; and they
proved that he, Dave Henderson, had
and that saved their own hides. Also
they had not implicated Bookie Skar-
van.
Their story had been very plausible
Runty Mott Confessed" that, on the
morning of the crime, he had overheard
Bookie Skarvan and Dave Henderson
making their arrangements at the race
course to get Tydeman to put up the
money to tide Bookie Skarvan over the
crisis.
He, Runty Mott. had then left at
once for San Francisco, put the deal
up to Baldy Nickcrs and Baldy's gang.
and they had waited for Dave Henderson
to arrive. Naturally they had watched
their proposed prey from the moment of
his arrival in the city, intending to rob
him when the money was in his possess
sion and before he got back to the race
course that night; but instead of Tydc-
man turning the money over to Dave
Henderson, as they had expected, Dave
Henderson had completely upset their
plans by stealing the money himself.
and this had resulted in the prisoners
attempted getaway, and the automobile
chase which represented their own cf-
forts to intercept him.
The dark eyes were almost closed
pow. but the gleam was still there
bny now it was half mocking, half
triumphant, and was mirrored in grim
smile that flickcrcd across his lips. lie
had not denied their story. TO every
efort to obtain from him clue as to
the whereabouts of the stolen money,
he had remained as mute and unre-
sponsivc AZ a stone; cajOlcry, threats,
The hint of lighter sentence If restitution
were made, he had met with silence. lie
mad not even employed a lawyer. The
court had appointed one. He had re-
FUSED to confer with the lawyer. The
lawyer had entered n pcrfunctory plea
OK mot guilty"
The grim smile dccpcncd There had
eeen very good reasons why he had re-
Hused TO open his lips at that trial
Whree OF them. In the first place. he
was guilty; in the second place there
was BoOkic Skarvan, who had no suspi-
c,on that he. Dave Henderson, knew
ne truth that lay behind Runty Motifs
story and in the third placc-there was
one hundred thousand dollars. There
was to be no hedging. And he had not
hedged That was his creed Well. it
had paid, hadn't it. that creed? The
hundred thousand dollars was almost his
how-tlere were only sixty three days
en- lie had bought it with his creed.
Dogsht 1t with five years wrung in blood
snd sweat from his life, five years that
aaI turned his soul sick within him. lie
aa paid the price. Five years of sun
snt he had given for that hundred
'aousand dollars. five years that had
sUlIEht TO bring the slOuCh of slavery and
uoJugatIon to his shoulders, cringe
and- 49, ''''''
ne was on his feet, his hands clcnched
uhtlI his knucklcs cracked. And he
tooI th"r" for Il long time staring at
~ barred door. and then suddenly he
.nrusg"d his shoulders, and relaxed,
pnai nun laughed in low. cool way.
mut no had won, hadn't he, even
n mat score! 1t was not often that
ny. MY penltcntlary would do for n man
a, nus DEVILS hole had done for
nnn M tie had entered it crude, un-
mnhshed assistant to crooked book
u,ser' rn,s' ms education what he had ac-
ssned before he had run away from
orphan school at ten; and he could
a,e the place now, given the clothes
.hG chance, and pass anywhere for
sehtIeman-thanks in n very large
InSsure TO Charlie Millman.
ave Henderson began to pace slow
up and down his cell. Mllman had
NV understood, Of course, Just why
sr nan mad so apt a pupil. lie had
er .,e explained to Millman that il had
,% ris from the very beginning his plan
|oI,oe TO the level of hundred thousand
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