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The Huron Expositor, 1894-08-03, Page 6E HURON EXPOSITOR. AUGUST 3, 1894. VETERINARY. 01iN GRIEVE, V. S., honor graduate of Ontario Veterinary College. All dismsm of Domestic Mapials treated. Oalisproraptly attended to and charge* MOderate- Vete riflery Dentistry a speolaity Moe and reeidence on Goderich street, one door aesr of Dr. Scott's office; Seaforth. 1112t1 RANK S. Beattle,V. S., graduate of Ontario Vet erinary College, Toronto, Member of Ian Vet unary Medical Society, etc., treats all diseases of let Doinesticated Animals. All calle promptly at- tended to either by day or night. Chargee moder- ate. Special attention given le veterinary dentis- try. Office• on Main Street, Sesforth, one door South of Kiddle Mardwere store. 1112 011LFORTH 110E8E INFIRMARY.--Conme et Jar. ta, vie sued Goderiohatreets, nettdoor to the Prete Itylorhue Church, Seatorth, Ont. All dims see of Nome, Cattle, Sheep, or any of the do n dictated animals, meocisestially feasted at Ian inermary or elsewbeve, on the shortest notier. ebargee mailer - ate. JAMB W. ELDER, Veielinary annexe P S. -A large stook of Veterie ary Medicines 'kept con *hotly on hand LEGAL ID S. HAYS, Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer and JAI Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion Bank. Office-Cardno's block, Main Streete Seaforth. Meneyto him 1286 le/TATTHEW MORRISON, Walton, Insurance In Agent, Commissioner for taking affidevits. Conveyances, leo. Money to loan at the lowers rates. M. Mose-mon, Walton. -r M. sEsT, Barrister, Solicitor Notary, &o . Office -Rooms, 0.ve doors north ofOommercial hotel, ground floor, next door to C. L. Papst's jewelry store, Main street, Seaforth. Goderich agents -C ameron, Holt and Cameron: 1215 ARROW & PROUDFOOT, Barristers, Solicitors, Goderloh, °Maio. J. T. GADILOV Q. Ca WIC. PBOUBYBOr. 681 reAMERON, 1101/Z it HOLMES, Darrietees So- licitors in Chancery, leo.,Goderich, Out M. C. Otenteeon, Q. O., Paw? Hour, Donerr Homes A/TANNING & 000IT, Barristers, &liaison, (eon Jj veyancers, &a. Solicitors for the 4Banii cid Johnston, Tisdale & Gale. Money to lout Office - Elliott Wok, Clinton, Ontario. A. H. Mumma • 781 Dams Bodin Met HOLMESTED, suoceletor to the tate firm McCaughey & Hohnested, Banierker, Ste Molitor, Conveyaneer said Notary. Solloitor for the Canadian Dank of Commerce. Money to lend Farms for sale. Moe in Scottie) Block, Main Street. Seaforth. - W. CAMERON SMITH BARRISTER. Solicitor of Superior Court, Commit:Wooer for taking Affidavits in the High Court of Justice, Conveyancer, Money to Lend Cart be consulted after office hours at the Commer- cial Hotel. ILENSALL, ONTARI • DENTISTRY. G. F. BELDEN, L. D. S., Dentist. All kine- jj of work done known to Modern Dentistre Gold, Aluminum and Porcelain Crowns a specialte Door bell answered at all hours. Office and resi- dence over Mr. Pickard's store, in rooms lately occu- pied by Mechanics' Institute. MI W. TWEDDLE, Dentist, Office over Richardson . es McInnes' Shoe Store, corner Main and John Streete, Seaforth , Ontario. Nitrous Oxide Gas ad- ministered for the painless extraction of teeth. 1169 -0 AGNEW, Dentist, Clinton,will Ian visit Monsen at Hodgene'Hotel every Monday, and at Zurich the second Thursday in eacn month 1288 KINITMAN. Dentist, L. D . Exeter, Ont. Will be at Zurich at the Huron Hotel, ONLY an the ease THURSDAY in each month, and at Murdock's Hotel, Hensall, on the FIRST FRIDAT in each month. Teeth extracted with the lime pain possible. All work first-class at liberal rates 971 MONEY.' TO LOAN., A/TONEY TO LOAN. --Straight loans at 6 per cent., with the privilege to borrower of repaying pert of the principal money at any time. apply to F. HOLIIESTEDe Barristet, Seatorth. MEDICAL. DR. 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Offiee and reek:loupe mime as occupied by Dr. Vercoe. - 88 A LEX. BETHUNE, M. D., Fellow of the Royal 1•1 College of Physicians and Surgeons, Kingston. Successor to Dr. Maotad. Office lately oocupied by Dr. Mackid, Male Street Seaforth. Residence -Corner of Victoria Square, in house lately occupied by L. E. Danoey. 1127 AUCTIONEERS. UEORGE TAYLOR, Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron. Sales promptly attended to in alIparts of the County. Satisfaction guaran- teed. Charges moderate. GEO. TAYLOR, Kippen Ll' 0. 13574. f J.Piyrilrutn.LimEinsaledes i:ILIgendefInmar e. peConn a- of the County. All orders left at Tin elexroarroe Office will be promptly attended to. WM. M'CLOY, Auctioneer for the Counties of Huron and Perth, and Aeent at Hensall for the Maseey-Harris Manu- facturing Company. Sales promptly attended to, charges moderate and satiateetion guaranteed. 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There was a keen satisfaction to her in the work- ing up of a 'big story;' sheenjoyedthe the journeys and experiencesit frequently included, and the characters among whom it often led her. Neither the experiences nor the characters were always wholly agreable, but she never complained. Even the managing editor acknowledged this. He had, been heard to remark, in an expan- sive moment, that Ruth Herrick was a very superior woman, with no nerves or non- sense about her. The gracious opinion was promptly repeated to the girl, and the memory of it had cheered her during sev- eral assignments in which nerve and a wo- man were equally out of place. But to -night she almost rebelled. Strangely enough, she was not ready for the work before her. Her thoughts flew from the bent heads and hurrying pens around her to a dining -room up town, even now alight and flower -trimmed for the little supper which had. been planned to celebrate one of the greatest 'beats.' The Search- light of that morning had contained her story; the chief and her fellow reporters had com.plimented her • there were pleasant rumors that a more substantial evidence of appreciation would be forthcoming. All day she had idled, enjoying the relaxtion from the strain of the past week, and look- ing forward to that dinner for various and personal reasons. The society editor, who had been invited, was jut about to leave the office. She saw him wave the last page of his copy triumphantly in the air, as he reached for his hat with the other hand. He was to make the speech of the evening, and he had promised his hostess that he would explain to the non-professional guests what a 'beat' really means to a news- paper and reporter that secure it. Earlier in the day he had submitted his definition to Miss Herrick for her ap provsil. A big beat,' he had read solemnly, 'is an important exclusive story. If it appears in your newspaper, it is the greatest journalis- tic feat of the year, implying the possession of superior skill, brains and journalistic enterprise by the members of your staff. If it appears in the other fellow's newspaper, it means that some idiot has accidentally stumbled across a piece of news which doesn't amount to much anyway, and which he has garbled painfully in the telling. Your newspaper gives the correct facts' the second day, and calls attention to the fake story published by your rival. Then you privately censure your city editor and reporter for letting the other newspaper 'throw them down, Meantime, the other fellow, who published the story first, is pat- ting himself and his reporters on the back, 'jollying' his city and managing editors, and crowing over his achievement of his editor- ial page. The reporter who brought in the story, or the 'tip,' gets some -praise, and possibly a check. His position on the news- paper is secure -until he makes his next mistake. Tersely expressed, a beat is a story which only one newspaper gets, and which all the other newspapers wanted. A reporter with the right spirit will move heaven and earth to get it for the journal he represents.' "I've just prepared a graceful tribute to you,' he called out as he caught her eye. The chief says you're one of the most reli- able members of the staff, can always be de- pended upon, and all that. They've been talking about you this afternoon in the edi- torial council.' Miss Herrick's face flushed a little as she returned her sunny smile. She was glad to have the compliment come to her in just , this way. She was still blushing slightly as she entered the managing editor's office. - That gentleman sat at his desk, barri- caded by waste -paper baskets and bundles of proofs. Small and grimmy boys trailed in at intervals adding to the interesting collection before him, telegra,ms and cards and notes. An habitual furrow between his eyes was deepened -for the occasion, his visitor told herself he the bitterness of the moment, -but the effect was softened by a really charming smile. It was said that the Searchlight's presiding genius al- ways wore that smile when he was giving a difficult assignment to one of his staff. It spoke hope and confidence and, incidentally, of the futility of excuse and objection: The young reporter had seen it before, and now found herself fixing a fascinated buthopeless gaze upon it. Rev apprehensions were strengthened' by the efforts of a young man with weak eyes a and a corrugated brow, Who Siet in one corner diligently playing on a typewriter. He stopped long enough to recogpaze the young e woman, and to run through a brief but expressive pantomime descriptive of the work before her. This habit had endeared him to the members of the reportorial ntaff. The managing editor cleared a chair by an energetic sweep of one arm and, .still looked keenly at the girl threugh his half-closed lids. Then hnasked, abrupt- ly How much do you know about the Brandow case ?' Ruth Herrick's heart leaped suddenly. Was he going to give her that famous case afterall ? She had hinted last week that she wanted it, but he had sent Marlowe in- stead. Marlowe, shu had noticed, had made an ignominious failure of it, She sullied. inwardly . as she recalled the column of vague conjecture and suggestions sent in the day before by the unhappy young man. • I know that Helen. Brandow is accused of having poisohed her husband,' she re- plied quietly, 'and that the evidence against her is purely circumstantial. • I am familiar with all the theories that have been ad- vanced, including those- in the Searchlight • this morning.' • The young man at the typewriter 'looked up quickly at this, but the managing editor's face was impassive. She haa refused to see reporters or friends,' continued the girl.' So far as can be learned, she has not spokeli a word since her arrest. Her trial will begin Monday, and she is awaiting it in the prison at Fair- view. She is young and handsome, and her family is one of the best in the State. Pub- lic sympathy is wholly with her, and .every- body says that she will be acquitted.' The managing editor's smile reappeared. Good,' he said briskly. 'I wanhayou to take the fiist train to 'Fairview and, inter- view that woman to -morrow morning.' 'I'm almost positive she Won't talk,' mur- mured Miss Herrick doubtfully, but even as she spoke the last spark of rebellion died out, and she was planning ways and r means. It is your business to make her talk,' was the encouraging response. 'Interview her and write the best story you ever wrote in your life. Every one else has failed. If you are ambitious, here is your chance to distinguish your self. I will have a boy at the station with letters which may help you. Good -night.' • Eighteen hours later she sat in the Fair- view prison. It was easy' enough to get there. The warden 'unbent marvellously under the influence of a strong personal let- ter and Miss Herrick's face. The girl felt quite like a distinguished guest as the stern old fellow spoke of stories of her's which he had read, and newspaper cuts of her which he had seen, 'which,' he added kindly, 'don't look much like you.' Then he was led to ipeak of Mrs. Brandow, to whom he and his wife had become much attached during the long monthsof her imprisonment. She had been restless and sleepless of late, and hadn't eaten much: He nientionei this last circumstance with a feeling he had not shown before. Evidently -the sufferings of one who could not eat came keenly home to him. When his wife entered the room, it was with the keys in her hand, and the gratifying announcement that Mid. Bran- dow would receive the caller for a few mom- ents. For this Miss Herrick mentally thanked the prisoner's lawyer, whose faith in the ability of his client to rebuff report- ers had been artlessly displayed during her call on him two hours before. When the newspaper woman: passed through the door of the cell, her eyes, un- accustomed to the semi -gloom, saw but dim- ly the outline of a slender, black -robed figure, sitting at a small, plain table. The cell was larger than those in city prisons, and some effort had been made to render it habitable. There was a thick rug before the small iron bed, virginal in its white cover- ings. A heavy cashmere shawl opposite it concealed the whitewashed walls. The hand which put it there had seught to cover trace ot stone and iron by friendly draperies, but Mrs. Brandow Would not have it so. A small dressing -table held a number of silver backed toilet articles, look- ing strangely out of place amid their grim surroundings, The light in :the . cell came through a small window and the barred door leading from the 'corridor, hich was clean and damp, and glaringly white. The reporter hesitated an instant, and teen went quickly forward. The face which turned toward her was not the kiud of face she had expected to see. Newspaper men had been gushing in their descriptions of the farnOus prisoner, possibly because their imaginations were stimulated by the fact that many of them had never seen her. Helen Brandow was not really beautiful ; Miss Herrick was quick to recognize that as the other woman advanced to meet her. She mad.e !a hasty' mental note of the healthily pale :complex- ing, the dark, wavy hair, with its severely plain parting in the centre, the heavy eye- brows, the too firmly closed lips, and the royal carriage of head and body. But it was at the prisoner's eyes at which she looked longest, and into which she found herself looking again and again tiering the interview that followed. They were brown, •a tawny brown -with yellow lights, but wholly expressioelese. They looked into Ruth Herrick's now, coldly and with no reflection of the half -smile which rested on the prisoner's lips, as she motioned toward the chair she had just left, and seated herself on the bed. 'I feel like an intruder, ae I always do when I am making these unsolicited visits,' said the reporter. I wish, I could 1 tell you how I appreciate your kindness in receiving me at all.'. She was 'ailing back a little in her seat, and her strong, young face and fair hair were in relief against the rich 'background of the drapery on the wall„ In one quick glance her gray eyes had taken in every detail of the prisoner's surround- ings. She - looked at the prisoner again, with something very frank and womanly in the look. I was not moved by a purely philan- thropic spirit,' responded Mrs. Brandow. She contemplated her visitor with some- thing akin to interest, but there was a sug- gestion of irony in her contralto voice. Mr. Van •Dyke assures me that you will not misrepresent me if I have anything to say,' she continued; but I have nothing to say. I asked you in to tell you: BO, and to thank you for the roses, and for your note, both of which pleased me. The let- ters of introduction convince me that I am safe in doing this, and that you will not go away and picture me as tearing my hair and deluging my pillow with tears. You will observe that my hair is in good order, and that the pillow is quite dry.' carmot fancy you less than composed under any circumstances,' said the visitor, who found her own composure returning to her, accompanied by a strong sense of sur- prise and interest in the personality of the woman before her. This was not the Helen Brandow of the press, but an infinitely More interesting character, who should bes given to the public. Through the Search - ht, in a pen -picture to be long remember, Miss Herrick's spirit mounted high at at the thought. I am glad you like the roses,' she added. I did not send them to win a welcome, but because a nice old woman in the village gave them to me as I was coming here this morning. She was working among them, and the sight was so pretty I couldn't help stopping. It made me think of my own home, down South. The roses ,are the common, or garden variety, you see, but they have the delicious spicy fragrance which 'seems to belong only to the roses in old-fashioned gardens. The owner of these succumbed to my youthful charms, and I brough . away her beat. I felt guilty, but not guilty enough to refuse them. • eased my conscience to leave them here for you.' Mrs. Brandow regarded her with a faint smile. It had not occurred to me that the old women in this village ,spent their time in the peaceful pursuit of rose- • growing,' she remarked. When I have been escorted back and forth they have been. suspended over picket - fences watching me go by. I never saw any roses, or any redeeming traits in the inhab- itants.' • 'Perhaps you were too preoccupied to notice them. Aren't you becoming a little morbid under this trcuble ?' The newspaper woman was acutely con: seious of her. daring as she spoke, but the woman before her was pla,inly not to be ap- proached by ordinary methods. She showed this still more closely in her reply. Perhaps. I have had no desire of self- analysis of late. I used to tear myself up by the roots to watch my own growth, but the process was not pleasant. I am now trying to confine my attention to the things outside of me. It is less interesting ; oc- casionally it wodies me, and I always abuse people and institutions when I am weary.' • If there was a personal application in this, Miss Herrick passed it by with the smiling calmness of the trained reporter. You are quite right,' she said cheerfully. But it would be. infinitely more interestingto talk about you than anything else.. I should think you would be forced to turn your eyes inward occasionally, as a refresh- ing change from the thin eys which weary you! The inner view is no longer pleasant.' Mrs. Brandow's smile, B,9 sha spoke, was not particularly pleasant, either. The re- porter's thoughts flew suddenly to a certain Mary Bird, who had lost her reason under peculiarly depressing circumstances, which Miss Herrick had been unfortunate enough to witness. Mary had smiled on the news- paper woman once or twice, and the latter, although not imaginative, remembered the smiles too vividly for her own comfort. When the prisoner spoke again, however, the resemblance, if there had been one, van- , ished. I have often felt that I should go mad in this place,' she said suddenly, and with a complete change of tone. There was almost an apology in her voice and manner. But I am quite sane,' she added, 'and it is a pleasure tosme to ave you here, and talk to you. I had not realized, until you came, how much I needed somethind to break in. upon this hideous routine, and change the current of my thoughts. For one year my mind had fed upon itself. I have spoken at the rarest intervals, and then only to the warden and his wife. Now I suddenly find myself struggling with a desire to become • garrulous, to pour out my soul to you, as it • were. I Could almost 'tell you the story of my life.' All this would be an admirable illustration of the limitations of a woman's 'capacity for silence, -but it isn't amusing. It shows that I arialkot quite myself; -am nervous, and not wb011y under my control.' I wish you would talk to met said the reporter, earnestly. Use me as safety - valve. Tell me the story of your life, as you. say. It would interest me, and might help you. Or try to imagine that I am an old friend, Who wants to know of your life here.' If you wene I think you would be pained by the recitel. And, besides, if you were, you would not be here. Even my wildest fancies never take the form of yearn- ings for old friends a their society would bc too depressing, uoder the circumstances. No, I am glad you are a stranger, with a certain magnetism about you which inter- ests me, and fills me with a silly desire to know what you think of me, and whether you fear me, or believe in me.' I am sure I could not bear trouble with more philososphy than that you show,' said the girl, evasively. She felt a strange re- luctance to, analyze her own impressions. but she watched the development of the other's mood with the odd mingling .of womanly sympathy and professional inter- est. I am not as philosophic as I may seem. I have given myself up to the horror of this place, , until, as I said, it has almost un- nerved me. If I were myself, I would not be sitting here, talking almost confidenti- ally to you -a stranger. Why should the presence and sympathy of another human being affect me, after what I have suffered and endured?' You have never been a happy woman?' The reporter looked thoughtfully at the rose she held in her hand as she spoke, and pulled off its petals one by one. For fiN e years I have been the most • miserablewoman on earth,' The expression of the prisoner's face had • changed. . The smile was gone d the brown • eyes looked at the tonic g petals in the other'sdap, with the dream 'mess of retro- spection- in their glance. Five years ago I married,' she went on, almost to herself. Since then I have known the depths of human misery and de- gradation. Within a week of my marriage I knew exactly what I had done. -I had tied myself for life to the most consummate scoundrel in existence. He spent his time devising ways of perseouting and humiliating me, and his efforts were eminently success- ful: He made me what I am.' You should have separated from him.' Yes, but that was impossible. My mother, who is dependent on me, .and whom I loved as I never loved any one else, lived with us. He was sending my little sister to scliool: It pleased him to make a parade of what he was doing for my people. And my mother begged me to bear with him, to give him another chance, as he would go head- long to destruction if cast out entirely. I did bear with gave him every chance, and he -'-he-' The woman's voice broke. The listener had felt her face flesh as the other's words came to her, and now, on a sudden impulse, she took the prisoner's hand. The white fingers closed suddenly upon her own with such force that the stone in a ring she wore sank into the flesh. But the act was in- voluntary, for the hand was dropped again with no indication on Mrs. Brandow's face that it had been offered and accepted. He was like an insane man, continued the prisoner, her low voice gathering strength and force as she went on. He brought persons to the house. whom no re- spectable house should shelter. He forced .nee to receive them and humiliated me be- fore them. I bear to -day the marks of his violence. I rose in the morning wondering what new and devilish torture awaited me, and I lay quaking in my bed at night, know- ing that I would soon hear him kicking at my door. I thiak I was hardly myself dur. ing that time, but I endured while it was I , alone who had to suffer. But one night he raised his hand to my old mother, when she was trying to protect me from his brutality, and struck her down. That night I killed him.' For an instant Ruth Herrick's heart stop- ped beating, but she sat motionless watch- ing the woman opposite her. There was no change in her calm face. Mrs. Brandow raised her eyes to it for a moment and drop- ped them again. I killed him,' she repeated tinily. I have said it over to myself a great many times during the awful days add nights I have spent in this place. I have even said it aloud to hear how it would sound, but it didn't relieve me as it does now. And you -you look as if I were talking about an insect. I felt that way at first. It didn't seem to me that he was a human being, and I killed him as I would have killed a poison- ous thing that attacked me. I gave him poison which I had had for years, and which was said to leave no trace. .I had in- tended to take it myself; if the worst came to the worst; 1 ha,d never dreaaned of give ing it to him. But I did. It was all done in a Infinite and then -my God i's she broke out suddenly, Can you realize -what my life has been since? Can you imagine the hor- rors of my nights here, filled with thoughts of him mouldering ib his grave, and put there by me? When I have fancied my reason leaving me I have almost hoped it would go. But I am sane yet, that I may realize what and where I am, and suffer as I had never dreamed a human creature could suffer and live. Can't you say something? Or have I gone mad at last, and am 1 Bitting here gibbering to, the walls? Is it so com- mon a thing for you to have murderesses-?' Does your mother know?' asked the re- porter, quietly. They were the first words • she had spoken, and she realized fully their possibie effect. The other woman's form relaxed. She fell on her knees, with her head buried in the white covering of the little iron bed. The first tears she -had shed gushed from her eyes. Her figure rocked as she sobbed and moaned. No, no f' she said brokenly. She be- lieves in me -she does not suspect.' The newspaper woman dropped her elbow on the table before her, buried her chia in her hands, and thought it over. How it had all come about, she could hardly realize. She glanced again at the crouching figure on the floor, and wondered vaguely why it had been given to her to watch the awful travail of this woman's soul. .Somethina''.of the story the public understood. It had furnished the motive for the crime. It was whispered that the death of Jack Brandow had much improved that part of the country where he had lived and moved. He had goaded this woman to madness. The re- volt, the temptation, and the opportunity had presented themselves simultaneously, and she had fallen as stronger women might have fallen, Miss Herrick thought, had they been so tempted. And then had come the awakening, the desolation, the despair. Ruth Herrick was usually a cool, un- emotional young person, but she was pro- foundly moved now. Many thoughts crowded into her mind. She recalled what she hacl read of Helen Brandow's past life, -the good she had done as a girl at school, her adoration of her mother, the hundreds of noble men and women who were her friends, and whose faith in her innocence was so steadfast. They were moving heaven and earth to save her now, and when their success had been assured she had ruined all by this hour's talk which was just ended. Ruth Herrick almost groaned. as the situation unrolled itself before her. It was something she had to face. She knew now that she had suspected almost from the first what the climax might be, and had resolutely put the thought from her. And now she had the biggest beat' of the year. Already she could see the commotion in the managing editor's office when the news came in. He would be startled out of his usual calm. He had spoken of her chance to distinguish herself, but even he had asked but an interview. In his wildest imaginings he had not dreamed of a confes- sion. She knew that. But she had it. If anything but the life of a human being had been at stake, how proudly and gladly she would have gone to him, and how hard she would have tried to write the best story of her . life as he had ordered. But this woman a:t her feet. Something within the reporter asserted itself as counsel for her and spoke and would not down. Ruth Herrick's voice seemed to her to come from a long dis,tance when she at last spoke. Do yciii realize what all this means to you? Had you forgotten that you were talking to a reporter?' The woman on the floor sat up and raised her face to the speaker's. It was deathly pale but calin, and the mouth was firm. I know,' she half whispered. I forgot. But it is just as well. I should. probably have tolhi the warden. My nerves were at the highest tension, and you were present when they snapped. That's all. I am quite willing to bear the consequences of what I have done.' For a moment there was silence in the cell. The reporter looked through the • barred door, out into the whitewashed cor- ridor where a Darrow shaft of sunlight fell. To her excited imagination there was some- thing prophetic in the sight. Far down at the end of the hall, a scrub -woman hummed a street air as she worked. The whole life of Helen Brandow, if, indeed, she were al- lowed to live at all would be passed in some such place as this if Searchlight published that story. If it did not -Ruth Herrick • set her teeth, and stared unseeingly at the opposite wall. If it did not, it would be because she withheld the news, to which,, by every claim of loyalty, her newspaper was entitled. She withhold it !-she one of the most reliable members of the staff!' Was it not only last night the chief had said so? Something hot and wet filled her eyes. She, the practical; she, the loyal she was going to allow her paper to be thrown down on the biggest story of the year ! For, above it all, a little refrain sang in her ears, and it was: One - more - chance - one - more - chance - one - more- chance !' The scrub -Woman seemed to be singing it, too, and it kept time with the clang of an anvil in a shop near by. Ruth Herrick dashed the tears from her eyes, and swallowed a lump that rose in her throat. When she spoke again there was no trace in voice or manner of the mental struggle through which she had passed. I am going to forget this interview,' she said. I am going to let you have the chance which a fair trial willtgive you. You will probably be acquitted. Everybody says so and a great many people believe in you. !And then you will begin life again. No one shall know that I have talked to - you, and you must promise me that you will talk to no one else. Do not see another reporter.' She smiled ironically at this stipulation of her own. He might be more loyal than she thought. I will do just as you say,' said the other woman. She did not understand the sacri- fice, but she knew what the decision meant to her. She dipped a towel in water and bathed her face and eyes. Then she took the newspaper woman's hands in her own and kissed them almost shyly. "Thank you,' she said. Thank you very much.' The key turned noisily in the lock, and the reporter passed out. She went back to whisper one more warning. Do not let them put you on the stand.' She heard the door clang, and the key turn, as she walked toward the warden'soffice That's good,' she murmured in grim self- abasement. In another moment I should probablyhave been helping her through the window., So Mrs. Brandow has been acquitted,' said the managing editor of the Searchlight to an assistant, as the news came in two weeks later. And the whole country is shedding tears of joy over her, and they're having bonfires to -night up in Fairview. I believe she's guilty; but a pretty woman who ca,n hold her tongue will 'escape the consequences of almost any crime. 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