The Birmingham age-herald., 1923-03-11

AS the girl thought of Bristow there grew in her heart an immeasurable sense of gratitude for the sacrifices he had made for her sake. That these had not been the result of mere friendship, she knew. She had time and again tried to dissuade hlm from his Quixotic course in sacrificing so much for her, but he was as adamant in ms loyalty to her cause. She no longer de- nied to herself that the young man held her heart in his keeping, and she honored him for the chivalrous instinct that prevented him from opening his own to her. But if the tune ever came when he could ask for ms reward he should have it, she resolved. The wonderful discovery that she had brother who was helping her to fight the battle and upon whom she could de- pend to right everything with Bristow in case all went wrong for her upheld the girl Tn her tragic dilemma. Vignolos' optimism, which well-nigh approached the creed of 1atalist had been vitalizing force to every- body connected with the defense. And his work for the press had been of a nature to sway many minds to thought that, after all, Nerissa Selden might be innocent.
 While these thoughts were passing through the girls mind the door of the cell opened and the jailer ushered in another prisoner.
 The women in the Laurens County Jail were confined in one large dormitory which Nerissa heretofore had occupied alone. But now she saw before her slender, dark eyed girl perhaps year younger than herself.
 The newcomer was the mysterious, self styled cousin who had aided her to escape from the den of the Crimson Circle in Cincinnati
 To Nerissa's surprise, the face of the girl showed no sign of recognition. She went immediately to cot in a far corner of the apartment and seating herself, rested her chin in her hands, her whole demeanor sullen and dejected.
 'This young lady will have to occupy the room with you for a short time," said the jailer, not unkindly. q hope she does ot trouble you.
 q shall be glad of company replied Nerissa cooly, but with tremulous hope quickening her heart.
 The jailer withdrew, locked the door and passed down the stairs. Scarcely had his footballs died away when the face of the Italian girl underwent a sudden transfor- nation. The expression of sullen defiance was replaced by one of triumphant eager ness. With bound she reached the side of her fellow prisoner.
 "I am here to save you" she whispered, raising her hand with warming gesture.
 ''To save me- Nerissa could scarcely be- lieve her ears.
 hnr I f~rn you almost betrayed me when entered. After your escape and the raid on the headquarters, grandfather came to the rail- road camp out in the hills. He knows of your plight and has sent me to release you. l have with me saw with which to cut the bars and rope which will bear us safely to the ground outside, where grand father will meet us. Then we will carry you far away from all harm"
 "But how did you get here?" demanded the puzzled prisoner.
 "Grandfather had me arrested so I could reach you with these things" She took from beneath her dress a small steel saw and a rope.
 "And what of my uncle-your father?"
 The girls face contracted with grief. FaIner was snVI uurulg tne police ralu, and died shortly afterward," she replied brokenly. q am all alone in the world now"
 ''No," said Nerissa, placing her arm about the beautiful girl. "We are cousins and we still have each other"
 For a moment they sobbed quietly in each others arms. Then they calmly set about planning their escape.
 Nerissa was thrilled bv the audacitv of