The Birmingham age-herald., 1923-06-24
By John w. Kane

room ahead of the main line-those prisoners who responded to the gong signal?" he inquired next. No, I did not; but my thoughts and effort were being directed to- ward that tap" q stretched a pGint) "and l knew the water would be pouring down through the openings the end of the line was leaving the room the cook began to call for l help about the water"
 The Librarian Grins.
 Would you recognize any of the rioters?"
 q think not; because, as I said before, other prisoners were be- l tween them and me, even when I glanced toward the place of disturb | ance. At the time I might have seen some of the noisy fellows, but because of the excitement and my di- vided thoughts, I can't recall just now who any of them were."
 Did you wash that plate, Kane?" inquired another member of the board
 "No, I did not-the man decided hs didn't want 1t washed" I answered truthfully. "Then l turned and walked back toward the sink, just as the mutterings and talk began among the prisoners.
 I feared that they would ask whose plate it was, but they failed l to do so.
 could not Identify any of the mu- tineers." asked the chairman.
 T am," was my answer.
 MT. Kane" spoke up a third member of the board, 'in the event you saw prisoner or number of prisoners inflict an injury upon an officer or any other person, you wouldn't hesitate about telling the board, would you?"
 Indeed would not" was my quick answer.
 T just wanted to know" replied the man who had asked the ques- tion.
 .eThat will be all" said the chair man of the board. And moment later I was getting back to my place inside, congratulating myself upon the outcome.
 I had to pass through tho library in order to get to the dining room. There I met the lfbrarian-the same man whC had given me When the Gates Lift Up Their Heads" at the time I was held for safekeeping-. and he and I had a brief conversa- tion.
 "They didn't keep you long, Jack" | he remarked.
 "There was no use," I returned, knowing that some of the suspects were locked in their cells within sound of my voice. T hadn't seen anything-I was busy with that broken water tap and trying to keep Sandy, the cook. from drowning and I made a nightly poor witness for the state."
 Pm In The Clear.
 What all did they ask?" inquired the librarian.
 "Oh, they didn't ask but about four or five questions after I told what I was doing" answered. "They wanted to know if I could identify anyone, and I told them that l couldn't, so l wasn't the fellow | they wanted"
 Say, Jack" the librarian lowered his voice. You know how to play this game all right. Do you recall that about the first thing I ever said to you was, that luck is simply playing the game right?"
 T remember it we'll" I told him.
 well, just keep up the luck" he advised I'm to leave here in a few days, and I want to try out my own philisophy in the outside world"
 I started to move on. Well. I believe it will work" said I. And I'm surely glad to know you're close to the end of it.''
 "Thanks, old man." he replied. And as l was passing through the door leading to the dining room, I heard two of the suspects speaking of what I had told the librarian 1 concerning the hearing and I knew that l was then in every way in the clear.
 (Continued Next Week.