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she was convalescent her father came to
her bedside. The birth of Fanny's, baby
had changed him curiously. He felt almost
kindly toward her; but he had sworn
that the most terrible penalty OF the
Conchs would be inflicted on the man who
was responsible All the fierce, bitterness
he had first felt toward Fanny had now
turned toward the man who had taken adj
vantage of her.
"When you were delirious," he said,
quietly, you kept calling for Price
Lorsch. Was he the MANI" .r
Fanny lay with her eyes closed for a
long time, and at last whispered: "Ask
Price, daddy"
ave have" replied the old man. "We
had him over here and showed him you
and the baby while you were sleeping. He
said that he had had nothing whatever
to do with it,
The memory of all the misery she had
endured for the past weeks to protect the
man she loved broke down Fanny's courage
at last. And now Historically she told
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finally, for the first time in her life, dis
obeyed her fathers commands.
The old man rose and left silently. He
called his two sons, Jed and Todd, and
for an hour they talked in low tones.
Fanny could family hear their voices.
She knew when she heard the door close
after them that some vengeance OF the
Conch had been decreed for Price. She
could only shudder as she tried to mag
inc what they would do to him.
That same night, while Price was re-
turning from his days fishing, big tree,
without the slightest warning, toppled and
crashed to the road, falling just a few
feet behind him. 1t didn't hurt him seri-
ously, but one of the branches struck his
arm and made very painful wound. 1t
had been a dead tree, and it might have
fallen accidentally. But as Price contin-
ued on his way to the hut, holding his
bleeding arm to his side, he wondered.
Whenever ne went through the woods
in the days that followed he peered fur
lively among the trees, but for a week
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For w e e k S
nothing further
happened, b u t
every unexpect-
ed or sudden
sound among the
trees during the
day, and every
simmer of light
on his window
pane at night,
m a d e Lors C h
start and trem-
BILE. Day and
night he lived
with the thought
of death.
II en-. one
morning, nearly
five weeks after
I h e rattlesnake
incident, Lorsch
and his brother
Ben were walk
ing along one of
the paths in the
wood when there
W as a sudden
snap, and Ben
fell to h G
ground scream
ing and writing
in agony. A big
steel bear trap
San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-10-04

blazing eyes. There was no sign of mercy
there. Silently the old man turned to a
closet and took out stout strap.
take off your waist'' he said.
She stood without moving, and the old
man in Sudden fury tore the garments
from her shoulders. Then he tied her
tightly to the footboard of the bed
Standing over her with the thick leather
strap poised he gave her one more chance.
"Will you tell me now?''
She knew how cruelty that strap would
cut and burn her flesh.
But again she shook her head.
With her head bowed and her lips
tightly compressed, she endured the tor
ture, as again and again the heavy strap
came down. She could not stop the tears
that forced themselves through her closed
eyes, but not a sound passed her lips.
Her father paused.
Il reckon you'll tell me now" he said.
"Never-neyerw she. gasped. "You
shan't hurt-him-toor Then she crum-
pied forward against the bed in a faint.
After that old Granger kept Fanny
locked in her room, giving her only enough
food and drink to keep her from starving
to death. But still she kept her lips
sealed
1t was nearly three weeks before the
chance she had prayed for came Granger
and the two boys left the hut one evening
to be gone fishing until dawn. When all
the lights IN the settlement were out and
the tribe was in bed Fanny opened the
window Of her little room and escaped
from her prison. She skirted the swamp
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NileIt she ndu
once been so
happy and cross
ed the fields to
the narrow path
through the wood
W h ic h led to
Prices hut.
She woke Price
up, and in wills
pers told him that
if it were only
for herself she
" 0 u ID never
dream of betray-
ing him. "But
something h as
haDDened. Price "
s he said, that
makes it all diff
ferent. Pm 90
ing TO have n
baby and you
must tell father
yOurself-and we
m II st b e ~ ar
ried."
To her utter
amazement Price
I'd red er
roughly out of
his hut.
In a daze,
broken e hearted,
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her father about the nights
with Price beside the swamp;
how he had promised again
and again to marry her, how
che had believed him. and,
San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-10-04

and still unable to
realize this last and
worst tragedy, Fanny
stumbled along the
three miles back to
her home.
About ten days
later her baby was
born. Still she had not
betrayed Price; she
still could not believe
that he would really
desert her Rut while
San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-11-20
AUTUMNAL FESTIVAL
DELIGHTS AUDIENCE

Grandpa, grandma and all the chill
dren stepped from the pages of the old
family album ut the second autumnal
festival held at Washington Irving
junior school Friday afternoon. Mas
old maid sister, Pas bachelor brother,
dude and a maiden of the COS also
made their bow to the audience. Pa
and Ma ms children. dressed in the
Juvenile costumes Of the early '70s,
provoked uproarious laughter.
The parson, the constable, the sing
ing master, lady teacher, horse doctor.
policeman and all the familiars Of
fathers and mothers day, played their
parts in the scenes TO the amusement
of the assemblage. Spanish and Quak-
er dances, songs by chorus of boys
and girls and selections by the school
orchestra completed the program.
A well stocked booth where those
who so desired could do their Christ
mas shopping early. was open and the
school cafeteria served refreshments.
Another performance will be given
at Z o'clock tonight. The festival was
staged under the direction of Professor
G. A. Arnold, principal, assisted by the
faculty.
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FOLEY EXONERATED
BY NAVAL COURT
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CONTINUED From Page One)
the Mitchell court-martinl. He be
came nettled when Major Leonard in
sisted on establishing how many hours
he ever was aboard the Shenandoah.
but after his protest be estimated b.
had been aboard the dirigible in al
for about "a hou1.
The witness conceded that while be
had testified before the Mitchell court
martial that he was qualified a. ~
rigid airship pilot, be never piloted
such ship. Ee had taken q course At
Lakehurst, he added.
Are you an expert on rigid air
ships?" be was asked.
"No.,
Asked about his testimony before
the Mitchell court that the Shenan.
doah was overweight. Clark said he
had no personal knowledge on the
subject: that he he'd read an article
By experts saying that such was the
case. and also had been told SO Jr
naval officers at Lakehurst.
who were those officeB:s
Il don't remember
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1T IS SILLY TO CRY SAYS
SUZANNE, YET TEARS FLOW
By BESS CARROLL

them of her work in the university,
{ the good times she had, of q man
in San Antonio who was her very
best friend.
A year ago. that was. When Yule-
tide comes this year there will be no
family circle before the fireplace in
the Crawford home. The man who
sat beside Suzanne last Christmas in
the flicker of the coy fire-the man
Clara Crawford loved ms her only son
is gone. There can be no gifts for
him this Christmas time, except the
gift of flowers for his grave. Charles
Crawford is dead.
Suzanne is on trial for his Staying.
NO CHRISTMAS FOR THEM.
And so the bells in the shop win
dows, bringing their merry tidings
as Suzanne and Clara Crawford meet
on opposite sides on the court room.
may bring peace and joy and good
will to all the rest of the world this
year-but not to Suzanne or to the
gray-haired old mother who weeps for
her only son.
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A pair Of slim, strong hands twist
ing q lacy handkerchief.
A woman who hes said, at is silly
to cry" wiping tears from he
checks
Suzanne Crawford. the stole, prov
ing again that a woman is only-and
always-a woman.
The calm and bravery Of Suzanne
broke utterly when her fate went on
trial Friday morning. Her tears min
gled with the tears of the woman
whose son she is charged with killing
Clara Crawford, the grandmother of
Suzanne's dead baby girl.
SUZANNES PLUM PUDDING.
And both Suzanne and Clara Craw-
ford were thinking Of this time a
year ago, when Charles Crawford was
alive and happy because Suzanne had
consented to be his mothers guest
for the Christmas holidays.
A year ago-so short while, yet
long enough 10 seem a century now
they all gathered by the fireside. their
gifts wrapped in mysterious packages
Mother Crawford's plum pudding
sending tantalizing odors through the
house. Suzanne had brought set of
silver spoons TO her ex-mother-in-law.
whom she still loved as a mother.
Clara Crawford had spent many busy
hours making pretty scarf for
Suzanne. And in addition she had
bought her purse and a piece of sill
yer TO go with a boudoir set. In the
pantry was Suzanne's fruit cake and
her big juicy plum pudding-eyery
Christmas Clara Crawford made her
these, even though Suzanne had ceased
to be her sons wife.
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pull her out Of the car and she sho,
him"
What was her condition at this
timer" asked johnson.
"She seemed very calm" said the
witness.
Did you notice any bruises on
herr"
aNo.- - -.
WAS her clothing disaranged?"
"No.,
Dave Watson then cross-eIamined
the witness.
"She said Crawford had told her to
say he did it," Harvey replied in an
swer to one Of the questions.
when get through with you Hen
ley or no other man will want you,
the defendant declared at one time
during the questioning, tn witness
said.
Miss Xena Crawford, sister Of the
slain man, then took the stand for the
state.
She identified seventeen letters in
PRODUCED By the state as having been
received from his ex-wife, Suzanne
Crawford, by her brother Charles at
their Houston home. Some Of the let
tiers were typewriter and others were
in longhand.
COURT RECESSES.
At this point court recessed until
! 30 p. m. to allow the defense an
opportunity to examine the letters.
Many of the spectators refused TO
1~rr- eIn l,.-s.s. h. 1ax-,
recess. Rather than lose their prize
points Of vantage many women sent
out for lunch. The court room then
presented q picnic ground az the spec
tators munched sandwiches and chatted
gaily about the case.
At least two single men are on the
Jury. Not all were asked the ques-
ton. as to whether they were married
or single. Several have families.
Their vacations are varied. Two
public accountants and two carpenters
are their. There is one furniture man,
one bookkeeper. one barber, one engi-
neer. one butcher. one flour packer,
one painting contractor and one
farmer.
The Jurors, in the order of their
selection, are: Arthur Rosenberg,
public accountant, X. VI. Salinas,
barber, James Clarke, engineer, w.
G. Hand. farmer, Arthur g. seherrer,
butcher, c. @. Ruiz, furniture man,
Sam MASK, painter, Carlos Lick.
Otto T. Raaz. public &C.
countant, Orvil A. Downum, carpen-
ter, Louis I. Santleben, flour
packer, and Sebastian Thomas, car
penter.
Selection Of jurors for the afternoon
session Of court was a trifle slower
than had been the case during the
Both sides seemed to be
proceeding with greater caution. Man
after man qualified only TO be chal-
lenger by the state or defense. When
the final smoke of battle cleared and
the last juror was sworn, the state
had exhausted ten " its peremptory
challenges and the defense thirteen
ont Of its allotted fifteen. But both
sides claimed TO have a satisfactory
jury.
SETS RECORD.
Judge McCrory ordered that the
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SETS RECORD.

Judge McCrory ordered that the
jury not be sworn. So Clerk Fred
Russi called the roll and the twelve
men were sent TO the jury room 10
return at o 80 o'clock Friday. This
was a precnution TO avoid a mistrisl.
IL one got sick during the night, an
other could be selected.
A record is believed to have been
established in the selection Of the
Crawford jury. Less than seven houn
actual time was consumed. In all,
but ~ veniremen were Intercepted.
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TELLS OF NEW LOVE.

They had a happy Christmas to-
gether-they spent long evenings be-
fore the fire, entertained by Suzanne's
brilliant, gossipy chatter. She told
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SUZANNE NEAR
COLLAPSE IN
COURT
Pretty Coed Weeps as )
Witnesses Tell Of Shoot
ing Of Crawford.

CONTINUED From Page One)
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was the first Of the principals to en-
ter the court Friday.
The courtroom was again crowded.
Old women stood alongside gum-chew-
ing flappers and strained for better
view of the proceedings. The small
room was packed with spectators,
most of whom were women, long Oe-
fore o O'clock.
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MEARs HENLEYs RIG

! Ibid she tell you whose engage
tfncnt ring she wore;" asked johnson
Yes Heniey's," be replied.
Harvey testified he then left the
tfoom and when be returned Suzanne
ftold the detectives that "She had shot
him
= She said be was trying TO pull her
out Of the car" be testified; ~that
they had an argument about an en-
kaFrment ring that be tried to take OFF
bier hand. She got loose and thew
fqpethcd things over. Later another
argument started. lie was trying TO
New Britain herald., 1925-09-04

This is the next 10 the last chap ter of the story of David Copper field" If you have been saving the cut-outs you will have the whole set tomorrow.
 Now David remembered his moth CTS telling him of an old aunt Of his fathers who had come 10 their house the night he was born. She had planned 10 have the Eaby nam cd after her, so when she discovered it was boy fl made her very angry. She had left the house in terrible temper. and no one had heard of her since.
 But poor David was desperate. He had no one in the whole world to love and care for him. He thought if only he could lind. his aunt, that maybe he could persuade her 10 like him even though he were a boy.
 So one day he ran away from London. With all his clothes wrapped in a bundle and a few pennies which he had saved in his pocket, he started out on foot to find his aunt's.
 (Make this dress Of Miss Trot- woods lavender. The ruffle should he of darker shsde)
 Copyright, 1925, Associated Edi- tors. Inc.l
New Britain herald., 1925-09-04

want to call you? But-neyer mind I-now," with a sudden ludicrous ass sumption of mystery, as she remem- bered KatIes presence. You can tell me later"
 There isn't any reason why shouldn't tell you now" l said. "Mrs Underwood expects business call CT" I stressed the words slightly and saw by my mother-in-law's eyes that she mentally changed "busi- ness" to government" as l meant her 10 do.
 "Say Nothing to This Man"
 When he comes, Katie" l turned to her wide-eyed little maid, The will ask for Mrs. Underwood. Ask him to be seated In the lbrary--not the living room-and then call Mrs. Un- derwood immediately, When she has gone down, whether she tells you to or not, come to my room and call me. Then come back here to Mother Graham's room"
 "Katie!" my mother-in-law inter polated sharply. q don't like this kind of furniture oil. We'll try the other. Go down and get 1t quickly"
 The girl hastened away-I never saw Katie move slowly-and when the door had closed behind her my mother-in-law stepped close to me | ,I has live n t,1y
 Do youNthink it's safe to let her open the door," she asked. You know what a chatterbox she is, and probably this visitor to Mrs Under wood has important business"
 "I shall see her now and warn hel emphatically 10 say nothing and to answer no questions. Indeed think Lillian wishes no one to see hin before she interviews him, I'll cal Mrs. Underwood" I answered.
 I wasted no more time upor Mother Graham. hurrying out in stead and intercepting Katie upor the stairs,
 "One thing you must remember Katie" l said, "you must say noth ing to this man who is coming, nol answer any questions of his. if h' asks you any, Just tell him Mrs Underwood is In and that you vii call her. Then come directly up stairs"
 You no need to vorry," Katie de clared loftily Me, I oonderstand Und I lock oop my mout shoos same as eef had vun leetle sho' buttoncr on eet."
 That's what I wish you to do Katie" I returned with an approv ing smile and hurried away for m, nap with the assurance that I hac done everything in my power t' keep the government operative ava, from any stray clues to affairs 8 inc farm.
 Copyright. 1925. by Newspape' Feature Service)
New Britain herald., 1925-09-04
MAY SEYMOUR  HY BEATpICE pUQTON z, z,

"Micky!"
 The figure Of a tall, fair man in khaki appeared almost at once in the doorway of one of the little houses u few yards away With his eyes on the ground he came slowly toward them, kicking a stone out of his path with great ferocity as he came.
 This was Micky Moran. the fa- nous director, | man with the soul of an artist and the manners of a ward heeler.
 What you want?" he asked surly of Fishback, and raising blaz- ing bluish eyes. Seen thus, he was extremely good looking. May ob- served,
 Under his fiery gaze Lamuel Fish balk seemed to wither,
 See Mickey, what you've done"" he said with pathetic attempt 1t bravery. Given the part of the duchess to that Lois Levcrich al ready and see what brought you a duchess to the life,"
 He took Mays arm and swung her around so that Moran could have a closer look at her. She felt his eyes taking her in, point by point her face, her neck, the long slender lines of her figure. She waitetd breathlossly for his verdict
 "Oh, l think Lois Lcverich will do," he said at last indiffercntly turned on the heel of his riding boot, and walked slowly away. ! May felt wave after wave of hot color sweep over her face in a blush that seemed to scar her skin.
 To be looked over like an animal at a farm sale! That was humilia- ting enough.
 But to be refused, To be turned i away. Oh, it was too much! She felt sick and faint with shame and her knees seemed to be melting into water. There was a ringing 1T her ears.
 Through the sound of it she heard l'ishback's thick voice muttering ar i apology.
 50 he talks to cveryone!" he wa' eaying hnlplcssly. his tones shril with distress. He has the man. ners of pig. But what can do
New Britain herald., 1925-09-04

filmed in the very shadow of the Santa Cruz mountains on a tiny hil- lock mile out from Los Altos.
 As Mays taxicab iolted along to- ward the little clunp of shaCks that had been hurriedly built there her eyes searched for for the Buddha- like figure of Lemuel Fishback,
 Before the cab stopped she saw him sitting on a camp-chair, fairly overfowing from it in all his lax fatness. Beside him, lolling on the ground, with a cigarette in her thin red lips, was the worlds highest salaried movie actress, Serena Smith, garbed in the romantic costume of old Spain.
 May recognized her the minute she saw her recognized the famous nose, the large light eyes, and the smile that had bcamcd from dozens ot films in the last few years.
 She saw the actress glance from FishbaCk to her, and back again to t'ishbaCk, as she came near them, over the rough ground.
 How do you do, Mir. Fishback,' May said to him cordially. holding out her hand.
 But Fishback did not sec heI hand apparently. He looked ncr- vously at Serena Smith before he greeted May with brief How d'ya do?" It was obvious that he wa, afraid 10 be too cordial before Serena Smith,
 With great difficulty he got to hi. feet, and wrinkled his brow per. plexedly.
 Lets see you're the girl want for my duchess" he said, rub. hing his fat nose with his fat fore finger. Aren't you?"
 May admitted that she was.
 What do you mean for you duchess" Serena Smith suddenl, asked in a thin, metallic voice "Micky's done all the casting for thii picture. He gave Lois Leverich tn, part of the duchess"
 Fishback turned and stared q her for a moment then put hi hands up to his mouth and beloved
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May read the letter sitting alone at the table in Carlottas dining room, between mouthfuls of chicken salad and bread-and-hutter,
 My dear Mrs Seymour" 1t be- gan, and May raised her eyes dreamily, remembering the time when he had called her May" and told her how much he wanted her,
 "I want to tell you how very sorry l was not 10 see you again before you left town" 1t went on. And I cant begin to tell you what a gap your going has left fin my life. When n man is as old as am !"
 "Why, he's not old! Not what l call old" May remarked to herself,
 She thought of Ulysses face. the strong, unlincd face of a splendid man in his prime.
 Then she went on reading the let ter: "When q man is as old as am, he knows what he wants from life. He's no boy, falling in love with every pretty face in sight. And so | want to let you know that when ever you are tired of being footloose of knocking around the world you will find that l still want you, if you will come to me,
 "This world isn't a ft place for a beautiful woman to trot about in, alone"
 He had scratched that last sen tencc out and then written it again plainly. This world isn't q fit place for a beautiful woman 10 trot | about in, alone. It's rotten in spots, and some of the people in 1t are un- clean and dishonest and cruel. You need someone to take care of you to guard you from the cruel. ties of life, wish you would let me be that person."
 And after that, he had simply signed his name Ulysses Forgan.'
 Quite a nowery letter." said tc herself flippantly. Didn't know | ''N ilht II lll lliili tb llt SO pOPIlC,
 But she did not feel flippant. The 1 letter had moved her touched her heart. But May was not the kind of person who disliked to show any tender emotion. When she i was most moved she was most flip. pant. That was her armor.
 Waiting for me like an old arm, chair, is he?" she asked herself lightly, Ready for me 10 fall int when get fired of everything else Well, that's comforting thought,
 However, for all her lightness f was comforting thought the thought that someone out of tn, whole world needed her, wanted her. She put the letter back into it's envelope, and hid 1t in the bot tom of her trunk where she kep some other treasures a fev yellowed love letters that her deat father had written to her deat