The Washington times., 1926-01-26

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| but he must have gave them dry
agents the shake somehow. Amt
nothing in the papers about IT,.
called up Mr.. Brennon twice since
noon and he was out both times.
Well try again soon's you're out
of here
showed and some clothes. I.
| "IIl say you need 'em both. Your
foot must have been hurt worse
| than you thought, for 'em to keep
you here all this time
| I told him about the blood trans.
fusion.
'How'sN she coming on?"
THE doctor says he wouldn't ask
any better"
''All set. Let's CO."
I'D like to run down southwest
and see what became OF the Harris
boy"
aThe one they beat up, you
mean?"
YES. And framed up.'
How do YOU know they framed
''I'n tell you on the way
We drove by way Of Water Street.
and around In front OF Washington
Barracks. Lem thought we'd at
tract less attention that way.
Ma Harris Struggling Along
Mrs. Harris and Danny had three
Tight housekeeping" rooms-no
kitchen, no sink, no running water.
A small gas stove on an oilclhth
covered box served the double par
pose Of cooking and keeping warm.
The front door Of the Harris apart
! ment was the backdoor OF the
house, and opened on the alley.
Mrs. Harris was sitting in a
I wooden rocking chair, wrapped In
shawls and blankets. She was
dopey7-if / were an experienced
writer / would probably say she
, was numb with grief. A neighbor
Mrs. Peterson-wasl sticking up
the rooms for her. She was the
one that answered our knock.
Mrs. Harris didn't seem TO know
we were there-she never looked
| up as we entered-just sat there
with her chin almost on her breast,
and her long, bony. work-roughened
fingers twisting in and out of curl
Gus knots an contortions, as though
they weren't accustomed to such a
/ long rest period, and were wan
dering around in listless kind Of
way, to find out what the trouble
was.
LENS usual healthy smile was a
little dulled at the edges, thought,
as he looked at Mrs. Harris. AS a
rule. Lem was not what you could
accurately call sympathetic. He
didn't bother very much about other
peoples difficulties. But that was
+, probably due more to thoughtless-
ness than lack Of sympathy.
| He had a remarkably thick, dur
able hide, which left the sings and
arrows OF outrageous fortune wish
| ing they'd been directed at some
other target. Why should he feel
sorry for someone else when he
wouldn't feel sorry for himself I'M
der the same blow? Lem would
pull the arrow out and use 1t for a
tooth pick. Why couldn't others do
the same? That was, think, about
the way Lem looked at such mat
tiers.
We were not welcome there
Mrs. Peterson was right snappish
with her answers. Danny was
locked up-he never done nothing.
She didn't know what he was
charged with.
He had to have a 81 200 bond to
get out That would take $50. The
Ibondsman charged that for going on
Danny's bond. Why should Danny
pay all that money when he hadn't
done nothing? How could they do
such things in a free country? II
we wanted to help. we could use
our influence to get Danny out.
1 It was killing his poor mother
Never mind whether Danny hal
a lawyer or not. Wed find that
out when we were entitled to
know.
Mrs. Peterson believed we were
connected with the prohibition
forces. plainly enough, and held us
at least partially responsible for the
hideous cruelty that had been in.
flicted on Mrs. Harris. Danny
Z treatment seemed OF minor import
ance now.
Little Girl Slides In Door
The door opened a few inches
and a little girl sidled in. She was
startled for a moment at sight of
the two strangers-perhaps they
had come to arrest Mrs. HaRris
too. But when she saw my
crutches, she knew that couldn't be.
People with clutches couldn't arrest
anyone. The changing expression
of her face. the look OF apprehen.
sion toward Mrs. Harris, the dis
favor in her when she glanced al
; us. and the quick relief that fol
. lowed as she noted the crutches
; was leaning on--all told the story
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