Evening journal., 1922-05-01
CONTINUED From Our Last Issue,

10 the point.
What's the money for; running
e0penses?"
no. Machinery. I've got TO hav'
good. woodworking plant
otherwise 1 won't be able TO live III
10 specifications"
You're not" and the old lawyer
smiled quizzically, going to favol
your dearly beloved friend with tn,
order. are you?"
'sWho?"
''Worthlngton."
"The district attorney7"
THAT was. Plutocret now. He
came into his fathers money and
bought the East Coast Machinery
Company. He's president" again
the smile. "and I know he'd be glad
to have your order"
Houston continued the sarcasm.
"rd be overjoyed to give Il TO
him. In fact. think I'd refuse TO
buy any machinery IL couldn't get
it from such a dear friend as Worth
ington was. 1t wasn't his fault that
/ wasn't sent TO the penitentiary."
mo. that's right. boy" Old Law
yer Mason was quietly reminiscent.
He tried his best. It seemed to me
in those days he was more OF per-
secutor than prosecutor"
Lets forget It," Houston laughed
uneasily. "a prosecutor You've
given. me an idea. Judge. I'm going
to New York"
And the next morning, Barry
Houston was in New York, swirllng
along Seventh Avenue toward Bell
strand Hospital There he sought the
executive Offices and told his story.
Five minutes later he was looking at
the books Of the institution, search
ing. searching-at last to strife a
cry Of excitement and bend closer to
a closely written page.
August second" he read. xii
bane Worthington. district attorney.
Boston. Mass. Acc by Drs. Horton.
Mayer and Brensteam. Investigations
into effect OF blows on skull Eight
cadavers."
With fingers that were almost |
frenzied. Houston copied the nota-
tion. closed the book. and hurried
again for a taxlcab. II yet was only
nine o'clock. II the traffic were not
TOO thick, II the driver were skill
full
He raced through the gate at
Grand Central just as IT was closing.
1t was night when he reached Bos-
.on. but Houston did not hesitate. A
glance at telephone book, another
rocking ride in a taxicab, and Barry |
stood on the veranda OF a large |
house, awaiting the answer TO his
ring at the bell. Finally It came.
Mr.. Worthlngton." he demanded.
Kilbane worthington was seated
at the large table. much in the man
ner which he had affected in court.
Well" he asked somewhat
brusquely, may I inquire"
My name Is Barry Houston, son |
OF the late William X. Houston. You
and I met-in the courtroom. You
once did me the very high honor to
accuse me of murder and then tried
your level best to send me to the
for life when you knew,
absolutely and thoroughly, that I
was an innocent mani"
CHAPTER XIV
The former district attorney
tarted slightly. Then, coming still
loser, he peered into the tense, an
.ry features of Barry Houston.
"A bit melodramatic. aren't your"
e asked in a sneering tone.
perhaps so. But then murder is
lways melodramatic.
THE point is this: I am thinking :
Z suing the city Of Boston for a q
lillion dollars"
You're talking blackmaili"' :
II beg your pardon Blackmail is '
lmething by which one extortes
Ioney. I'm here to try TO give you a
loney-or az least the promise OF r
and at this same time allow you n
make up for something that 2
lould weigh rather heavily on your
q
IF you'll come 10 the point" b
'Mr. worthington. have con-
incing evidence that you knew I n
vas innocent. Further, that you r
thew it at the beginning OF the trial. -
But that in spite of this knowledge, r
fou continued to persecute me-no-
lice, I don't say prosecute-to per- z
secute me in a hope OF gaining a c
conviction, simply that you might 20 | Il
before the voters and point to me in
prison as a recommendation of your I
efficiency as a district attorney. I
don't mind giving you the names: Z
DR.. Horton, DIR. Mayer and DR.. Bren-
steam, all physicians OF the highest
would like. Mr., Worth
ington, to know why you did not
make use of them in the trial2"
why" The former district at
torney suddenly changed the sub
iect. you spoke OF a suit you might
bring when you came In here?"
Houston waited for a moment,
then went on.
%But, personally, I don't want 10
1le the suit. l don't want any money
that way. don't want any bribes,
Or exculpations. or statements from
you that you know me to be inno-
cent. You owe me something. And
I'm here tonight to ask you for it,"
Il thought you said you didn't
want any bribes."
Il don't. May ] ask you what
our margin Of profit is at your ma
hinery company"
Il suppose it runs around ~ per
eDt.
Then will you please allow me 10
I'VE you $4,000 in profits? I'm in J
lie lumber business. 1 have a con- {
act that runs into the millions; !
rely that is good enough security /
n man"-he couldn't resist the I