New Britain herald., 1926-05-11
Morton walked away.

Three days later Morton visited the slope beyond the hilltop. There a high iron fence enclosed q small rectanglo of brown earth. Within was a block of white stone, with the single word, Audrey.
 The man approached it with lag ging footsteps and stood leaning against the fence, his fingers clcnched around the sun baked iron pickcts.
 Beads Of perspiration came out on his brow as he stood motionless, needless of everything around him but that single block of stone. Fin ally his hands dropped.
 With dropping head he moved away walked to the hilltop and down the slope. He did not come again.
 The wheels of the law moved swiftly in Arizona.
 Two weeks after Morton's arrival in Yuma, a crowd Of "ancnnen and miners heard the spokesman for a jury give the vaSdict of Guilty" against Smith. Two days later. the Sarue crowd heard the same verdict on second indictment.
 Morton talked to the defense .aw- year outside the court room after the trial. They had him dead to rights said the young attorney. "The judge will give him about twenty years. He'll never come out. I knew our case was hopeless but court assigned me 10 if. V know"
 No one mentioned Morton's con- n"ction with Smith. Although the story was well known, the Arizona desert sense Of delicacy was too strong to permit reference t9 it
 Once Smith had tried to drag Audrey's name into the record of the trial, but the judge ruled it ir- relevant 10 the case at hand, and as Morton settled back with q sigh of relief, the look that Smith shot ai him was filled with lively hate.
 On the afternoon of the last day Of the trial, Morton sat on the porca of the mine superintendent's shack, gazing out over the long stretches Of desert. which were sending up Quivering waves Of Neat.
 A boy sauntered up with the aft ernoon mail, and Morton looked ii over idly. Then he started. A large square envelope was addressed to him in Audrey's hand
 When h. had hastily torn it open, he read:
 Dear daddy. So you thought you could fool me! I knew where you'd gone two hours after you left. Yes. got it out of John Parrish-though he didn't mean 10 tell. l just worked him right.
 "Anyhow. l know where you are, but l don't know why you're there. The only reason l don't know is be- cause John Parrish doesn't know.
 "Nonas show was q great hit, and she's got a chance to be featured in a new revue, l believe her for tunes made, if she can just keep up the good work.
 But I didn't write to tell you about her. l wrote 10 tell you I am going to New York to wait till you get back. It's too lonesome here without you. In the city, I'll at least have Nona and the other girls.
 And I suppose Mir. Parrish will he hanging around, But please come home. I miss you so. All my love, Audrey
 Morton smiled absenUy as he fold cd up the letter and put it in his pocket. Then he went indoors and got railroad timetable.
 Driving out to camp q few hours later, in Eii's car, he turned 10 look hack. This is goodby to this place, Eli. I'm never coming here again. Yuma is closed chapter-thank God"
 Eli nodded sadly "T suppose you don't care overmuch for this terri tory. Cant say I blame you. But now that Smith is slowed away for keeps. it wouldn't he so bad. And we'd like to see you back here. May be when the young miss marries, you'll take a trip back to Arizona"
 At the word. "marries", Morton frowned. They drove tho rest of the way 10 the railroad station at Yuma in comparative silence.
 The cool luxury of the great apartment building in New York was very grateful, after the western drought. Morton ran up the steps and through the leaded glass door, to find the elevator man grinning his usual sincere welcome.
 Miss Morton Is out shopping sir" said the elevator man. Left several hours ago."