The Washington times., 1930-10-01

forgot to hear what the Judge
was saying.
Not Angry
When the jury had filed out
and the Judge had left the room
and most Of the spectators, too,
Cathie wanted to talk to Mr..
Allan. she reached over and
touched him.
"I'm sorry" she said gently.
'I know I was o disappoint-
ment to you."
He didn't seem angry with
her. He reached down and took
her cold hands in his. You've
been very brave" he said. "And
now you must be brave just Q
little while longer"
I'm glad It's over Catnle
said. "It's been so long ..
so long"
Mr. A Allan didn't know. "1t /
might be a.hung jury. Irather
expect that" he said compass
"And have all this over?"
"Well. we must be prepared
for anything"
Cathie looked at him sharply.
'He WANTS it to be Q hunga|
Jury" she thought. intuitiyely
"Oh, why does he? I
COULDN'T 90 through It again
They sat hours, or min
uteS, Cathie didn't know. She
was thinking about Mr.. Allan,
still. ! It was too bad to diSap-
point him the way she had. He
had counted. on her to make q I
great impression to sway
the jury She hadn't.
silly, Crying
The tears welled in her eyes.
She shook them away impa.
tiently. OF all the stiles, cry.
ing because Mr.. Allan was dis.
appointed! After all. it didn't
matter much TO him, he'd be
paid anyway It was her
fate that hung IN the balance
Her neck her
neck. -. Si
she began to laugh, hysteric-
ally. To think about Mr.. Al
lan's case, kwhen soon she's be
meeting God, and Ma and Cor
don would have to suffer. -.
"Shhh!" The polieewoman
quieted her sternly. THE jury
are going to take a, recess for
lunch. ~
They won't decide until af-
ter lunch?"
mo. You can come with me
and have lunch, too.''
They. won't decide whether
to hang me or not until after
lunch -. and I can come and
have some lunch, tool 80. ooh,
It's so funny -. so funny 80. I
can't help but taught"
They led her out Of the al
most deserted courtroom. Cath
crime Farnsworth, who used to
be Catherine Paige. laughing
and crying, on her way to
lunch.
The jury was coming back.
Word has flashed into the
courtroom. It was mysteriously
filled again. People were sit
ting up straight, expectant
looks on their faces. Blue coated
policemen were at the doors
pushing people out.
The foreman Of the jury. It
was the man with the spots on
his coat. Now why ever did
they make him the foreman,
when he was so Sloppy.look-
ing? Shh! Listen to. him..
He's nervous, too. his voice
shakes. listen to what he's
going to say. oh, my God,
he's said 1t. hes said it:
GUILTY OF MURDER IN
THE FIRST DEGREE!
Guilty. of course. 1t was
what she expected, what she
had said along they'd do. :.
Guilty. She, Chatherine Paige
..but no, no. 1t couldn't be
like that. They'd find their
mistake. The judge would tell
them. somebody'u tell them.
-. .Cathte opened her mouth to
say something j. somebody'd
have to tell them. You can't
sit and let them say you're
guilty when you're not, Just be
cause somebody has lied, and
people are stupid! They're
carrying 1t too far. . why
they'd hang her. hang her. +.
what was that? Oh, yes. by
the neck until dead, that's
what they'd do, and then it
would be too late to do any.
thing about it,. oh, they
couldn't mean that. GUILTY.
The place was in commotion.
People fighting each other to
get out. buzz, buzz. Guilty!
Guilty! Oh, why didn't some.
body, send for GordonP He'd
help. he'd know what to
do.....
A soft thud.
It was Ma. Crumpling up.
Going down. down, down. !.
striking her head. and everyone
standing by letting her do It..
Cathie flung up her arms,
Stop" she cried, to the Judge
who was saying something.
Stop! It's my mother. oh.