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Show v.-- y - (K WHOS h JUAB COUNTY TIMES. NEPHI. UTAH At sight of his master, the great dog bounded forward, wagging his stump tall In Joyous greeting, leaping up at Henry for caress. His splayed paws brushed against Henry's flannel trousers, leaving dust murks on the white cloth. Henry, with an exasperated curse at the affectionate brute's awkwardness, swung back one buckskln-clafoot and delivered n tremendous kick on the dog's throat Both father and son chuckled with laughter aa Champion Colborn tumbled prone Into the dust under the cruel Impact snd then limped crestfallen back Into bis ken- MB.WILSQN d 1 AUTHOR OF "THE SILVER BUTTERFLY." SALLY SALT," "THE BLACK PEARL," ETC nel. Tom went on with his planting. A minute later, Mabel emerged from the NOVELIZED FROM THE SERIES OF PHOTOPLAYS OF THE SAME NAME RELEASED BY PATHE EXCHANGE. iCOmiGHT. liA. If MrV VMiOH VOOMOVi The Irony of Justice. It begin on Halloween on the Tom Morrlssey finished eight wht-and received a his spprentlceshlp d union card aa a Journeyman printer. With the card he had received a Job In the big ahop where his apprenticeship bad been served. It wss a aplendld Job, too, for a koy of twenty a Job that would acare ajv-Ui- e bogey of poverty whlen had -"'hjiunted Tom ever alnce the day, two years earlier, when his father had died, leaving his only son with a widowed mother and a pretty slater to support. Tom MorrlSHey wo a hurrying home right gleefully, from the shop when, rounding a corner, he came upon a group of boys who were dancing around a Hallowe'en bonflre. The blaze roured merrily. The boya greeted with cheers each new member of their group who arrived with an armful of fresh fuel. The cheers swelled to a howl of delight, as two. young fellows ran toward the Ore from a side street, carrying between them a big wooden gate they hud dexterously lifted from Its place In front of .some unguarded D . . house. ," d As the two gate stealers trotted and cast their burden on the fire, Ton recognized one of tbem as Henry flokeKon, a youth several years older than himself won of the town's foremost lawyer-politicia'Tom also saw what none of the builders at first noted. Namely, that a policeman (who evidently bad watched the gate robbers from a dla-- ' Lance) waa running toward the merry-m- a k era. Before Tom could call warning, the policeman charged down upon the tad. One of Jbem yelled: "neat It!" and the group melted aa If by magic. One of them Henry Rokeson latched across the street toward the Invitingly open entrance to an alley. Art he ran past Tom, his toe caught on tln edge of the curb, and ha aprawled headlong. Torn stooped to lift young Rokeson to hla feet. But the moment's delay ftad been enough for the policeman to overtake him. The bluecoat Dabbed Henry by the collur, shaking him Into submission. In the same movement be seized Tom Morrlssey. "In Uie name of the law !" sputtered the, nftieer. . "And If either of you t. I'll pull my gun on you. I aaw i the two of yon pinch that gate." TcJ"You did not," denied Tom, lndlg- for-.war- bonfire-- re-slu- the' shop. I atopped here, second, to match " "Too didn't see me do it," declared Henry Rokeson. "I was on my way borne from my father's office, when I noticed this fellow and another boy , going toward the Ore, with a gats be-tween tbem, when " "Tou saw me doing tbatT gasped Tom Incredulously. "I did." reiterated Henry, "and Txa ready to swear to It. I " "Come along, the both of you!" feroke In the policeman. "Tou can tell It tomorrow to tbe Judge. ' AX the town's single police station tender the city ball) the two boya : i m If The Little Household Waa Ideally Happy. were arraigned before grumpy lieutenant and tbea consigned te the ssms cell. Henry Rokeson. by means of a tip to tbe doorman, had a telephone message sent to his father. Ton Morriseey, not wanting to worry his her and slater, made no effort to od word to then. Ail soon as be sad bis cellmate were left eieao tethar la their UrM eb-flve-doll- ar f4 Rokeson : "What did you tell that Ho for?" he demanded. "Why did you say you aaw me steal the gateT" "What did you trip me for, as I ducked past you?" countered Henry, with equal fierceness. "And then why did you grab me and hold me till the cop could catch up with us?" "I didn't I" cried Tom. "Tou stumbled on the curb, Just In front of me. I was trying to help you up, when " Tbe door of their cell swung open. The lieutenant and the doorman and a mun In civilian clothes stood In the dlra-ll- t corridor outside. Tom recognized the civilian as Ulnkle Rokeson, whom be had often seen on the street The erstwhile austere lieutenant was positively wriggling with embarrassment aa he addressed Henry Rokewell-dresse- d son. "Mr. Rokeson." he said, "Officer Harding made one of his bonehead breaks when he arrested you. I hope you'll accept the apologlea of the police department." Next morning (on the testimony of Patrolman Harding) a wise and Just magistrate former law partner of Hlnkle Rokeson solemnly Imposed a fine of ten dollars upon Tom Morrlssey, sddlng a lecture and an admonition that next time It would go harder with the young criminal. The four ensuing years brought peace and simple prosperity to the Tom worked Morrlssey household. hard and efficiently at hla trade. ' As a result he was able to buy on Installments a pretty cottage on Hudson lane, where be Installed his invalid mother and sister, Mabel. The Utile household In the Hudson lane cottage was Ideally happy. Tbe sickly mother. In her own home at last and with ber beloved flower-bed- s to keep her outdoors, grew dally stronger. Mabel, studying at the normal school, grew Into graceful and beautiful young womanhood. Tom, In bis free hours, helped his mother with her tiny flower gardens and Mabel with her lessons, or taught new tricks to his fluffy yellow mongrel puppy, "Hutch." He was gloriously content with life. Hudson lane backed up against Harvard street, the town's moat pretentious thoroughfare. Thus, Tom's back garden was aeparated only by a picket fence and hedge from the rear grounds of a huge and showy msnston that stood on Harvard afreet. This mansion's grounds. Indeed, ran back all the way to Hudson lane, on both sides of Tom's little patch of land. The mansion was owned by Hlnkle Rokeson. At tbe extreme rear of his grounds, fronting on Hudson lane, he g maintained his kennel of bulldogs. One June afternoon, a few minutes before six o'clock. Tom Morrlssey returned from work. In the garden Mrs. Morrlssey and Mabel were bending over a flower bed, rearranging some uprooted nasturtium plants. Hla mother, looking up from ber task at the flower bed, met his smile snd called out a word of tender welcome to him. "We didn't expect you home so early." she said aa Tom bent down to kiss ber and to run a playfully effec-tlonahand through Mabel's curly hair. "Wby are you replanting the nasturtiums T" asked her son. "They seemed to be doing so well." They were." said Mabel, "but today some of those prlz chickens of the Rokesons got out of their coop and flew over the fence Into our yard and scratched up every nasturtium In the whole bed. Wasn't It horrid V "Too bad I" sympathized Tom, "but HI replant tbe rest of them, now that I'm here. Tou and Mabel rest on the porch and do tbe "heavy looking on.'" "Heavy looking on. Indeed!" scoffed his mother. "Do you realize I have the sapper to get ready? There will be only you and I to eat It tonight. Mabel Is going to supper at the Tayn-ters- ! And afterward she and Elsie dance at tbe IHynter are going to pavilion." As be bent to bis garden work. Tom heard two men's voices In conversation on tbe far aide of the picket fence that divided hla lot from the end of the Rokeson grounds In which the kennels were situated. He recognised tho voices as those of Hlnkle Rokeson and Henry. They were evident! Inspecting the kennels. "Bring out old Champion Col born," Tom presently heard Henry order tbe kennel man. "I want to look at that barbed-wir- e scratch on his shoulder." Tom, turning his head, sow the kennel man open s heat wire door In one of the enclosures. Out trotted massive white bulldog, perhaps eight pounds In weight, huge muscles bulging through the seriate ef his fleo-- s white hide. prize-winnin- te sented. ride ended nt gate, Henry helped Macar and walked up the cottage. Calling out a cheery good-bto her brother, she walked down the path to the porch nt her aide. Tom had found Mabel's latchkey on short garden path to the street gate. Tom's yellow puppy had followed her the hall table. Knowing shs had forfrom tbe house and now frisked along gotten It bs had sat up to open the In front of her, gleeful In the prospect front door for her. Now, hearing the of a walk. But at the gate she sent motor stop, be looked out of an upper him back, calling : window. To his nmaze, he saw his "No, no, Hutchle ! Oo back to mas- sister coming toward the house with ter. Tou can't walk with me this eve- the Isst man In tho world with whom ho would bave expected to aee her. ning." Chagrined, but optimistic, the puppy He ran downstairs to the front door obeyed. He trotted over to Tom. The to let Mabel In. Meantime, she and Henry had boy patted him on tbe head, then went on working. The puppy, finding paused at the top of the front steps, no one had time to play with blm, while the girl groped In her bandbsg decided to go for a walk on hla own for the forgotten latchkey. account Henry Rokeson, scarce knowing He ran to the gate. Mabel bad what be did, threw hla arms about her. neglected to close It tightly. A few Sho wrenched herself free, with an exscientific butts of Hutch's furry nose clamation of alarm Just as Tom opened pushed It open wide enough for him the door. Henry, blind to all except to wriggle out his love for ber, cried out : Mabel was no longer In sight on "Sweetheart I love you! I want you Hudson lane, having turned tbe cor- to marry me I" ner a block above. Hutch cantered on He 'caught her again In his arms. In happy search for adventure. He Aa be did so be felt himself whirled was not long In finding It bsckward and away from ber with a Tom heard Henry Rokeson say. In force that sent him banging against n amused excitement to the kennel man : post of the veranda. y byhole, Tom turned fiercely to young FOURTEENTH STORY Introduction to Mabel followed. Mabel was anything but happy to meet the man who bad once done her brother such bad turn. But Henry Rokeson could be extremely fascinating when bs cboso. In less than ten minutes Mabel found her early resentment agalnat him fading to nothingness. He waa magnetic, brilliant altogether delightful to ber unsophisticated way of thinking. When the last dance was over he begged leave to take tbe girl to her home In his runabout Reluctantly and against ber wiser Impulses, she con- "Let Champion Colborn out again. ! And open the gate In the hedge that leads Into Hudson lane." To bis father, Rokeson explained : "That mongrel yellow mutt of Is out on the sidewalk. Watch some fun 1" Tom Jumped to hla feet and ran to his own gate. But. fast as be ran. Quick Mor-rlssey- 'a When tbs the Morrlssey bel from the In front of him stood Tom Morrlssey, white and coldly resolute. "Keep your hands off my sister," commanded Tom, very quietly. "We do not want men of your sort around our home. Please go." "Oo?" bellowed Henry, Insane rage gripping hi in at thla Interruption to hla and at the humllia- love-mikln- ! e5 Jess L 7:. Y T lV J, " -- - - rm 4 fr fir LaTV t . w- - v t v mm' ' y m B , V j W WVVvAv W v 1 I want Did ha attack yon oa the just persecution of your unhappy I am anxious to maks brother. street or In V Won't you give me the "On his own dooretep," was the amends. sulky admission, "and I struck him chance? If not for my own sake for first" your sick mother's? Faithfully yours, "HENRY ROKKSON." "Good Lord! Were there witMabel thrust the letter Into the nesses?" "There wis a witness," muttered bosom of her blouse. She was desper n ate over her mother's Illness. Much nenry a vision of Mabel's as she loathed the Idea of accepting facs rising before him. "An! you want me to get hlrn Jailed help from Henry Rokeson, or of aidfor that!" stormed his father In dis- ing him to lessen his vry Just regust "Why, man, you'll be lucky If morse, she felt she bad nought to deHer mother's life he doesn't swear out a warrant cline the offer. might depend on It. against you !" "He won't" said Henry briefly, "and Up tbe long stairs to their tenement If I am going to Vienna, he must be home shs hurried, forcing herself to sent to Jail before I go." "It's a big order," reflected his father. "We must tske time to think up some wsy. I see none, yet" The very next afternoon both tbe Rokesons "saw ths wsy." ' Tom, coming home from work, found six of tho Rokeson chickens busily despoiling hla mother's flower garden. He chased them across the ysrd. Flvs of them flew over the back fence, but one seemed Inclined to Jump back Into the Morrlssey yard. Tom, In exasperation, picked up a stons and flung It at the bird, to hasten Its departure. The stone missed its mark and whlued over Into the fear-stricke- Rokeson By a grounds. luckless fste, Henry Rokeson and his father chanced to be strolling, aids by side, toward the kennels. Ths stons struck the elder Rokeson sharply In the faee, cutting the skin slightly, and bruising the sur random-flyin- g I 1 r"''5' rounding flesh. "Ob, I'm ao sorry T called Tom, In Her Mother's Llfs Might Depend en It quick contrition. "It was an accident smile cheerily ss shs entered her moth er's room. As soon ss supper was 'It was an accident" Interrupted eaten and ceared away, ahe made an to Rokeson, turning In grtm triumph excuse to go out. his son, and stanching the few drops Two minutes later Tom came home. of blood on his cut cheek, "that will Opening the door of the suite hn send you to Vienna, Henry, my boy. looked about him In horror at the Tou witnessed the assault" squalid poverty of the rooms. Tbea T surely did!" cried Henry, catch with a cry of "Mother! Mother!" he , flung himself upon his knees st Mrs. ing the Idea. An hour later, Tom Morrlssey was Morrlsey's bedside. srrested on a warrant charging him With his mother's srms sbout bis to kill." with "assault with Intent neck snd bis mother's dear voice whisTom found himself railroaded pering love words In bis ear, be was, r to state's prison on a for the moment almost happy ; for sentence with a suddenness that left the first time In two fearful years. him bewildered and breathless. he asked: Presently, Influ Nor, thanks to the Rokeson "Where Is Mabel?" ence, did he go to prison, unrecom- "She bad to go out to see about a mended. The warden another Rokesaid his mother. "She will son appointee was Informed that position," be bsck In a little while. Go to the Tom was an nnwontedly brutal and kitchen and get yourself some supper." hardened criminal and that Rokeson As he crossed the kitchen Tom's would like to see him well disciplined. eye fell upon a crumpled letter that That waa Tom Morrlssey's Introduc lay on the floor where It bad dropped to a tion to extra "bard from Mabel's blouse. He picked It up living death labor" to extra penalties, to a course Its envelope was gone and his eye of treatment warranted to crush the fell on Henry Rokeson's signature. In hardiest spirit In short to the mercy unbelieving dismay be read the mis of the merciless. sive. Then, snatching up his hat be Tom was released from prison at rushed from the house. the end of hla term, snd was sent back Mabel, arriving at the Rokeson man to his native town with tbe knowl sion, was conducted by a msn servant edge that the Rokeson-rule- d police to the library where Henry nut awaitbad Instructions to wstch him aa a ing her. He rose eagerly to greet dangerous character. ber. Sbe Ignored his outstretched Ilia step hsd taken on bsnd snd said coldly la reply to his ths "prison drag." His formerly squsre fervid greeting: shoulders were bent His tanned and "lou said you had n position to ruddy complexion was sallow. His offer me. If It Is within my power r and aa hopeless to accept It I must do so. My motheyes were ss those of a beaten dog. His besrt er's life depends on It What Is the waa dead within him. On his flesh position, plesse?" were scars that bore witness to name"I want you to be my wife," he an less cruelties. I "I love you. swered, abruptly. Thus marred, body sod soul, he wss have alwaya loved you. As my wife1 turned out upon a world that had been you will hsve enough money forewarned to abun or punlah him. "Tou wrote sbout a posltlon'," sbe And Interrupted, unheeding. "Plesse tell la abort ho was an hundreds. Just like him. are sent forth me what It Is." from prisons, every dsy, to take up "The position of my wife. I " "I would rather starve." sbe retort agala the burden of life with Just tbe same hideous handicap. ed, turning to lesve tbe room, "Uoed Another event of local Importance night" occurred on the day of Tom's release. Sbe msde as though to pass through Henry Rokeson cams home from Vien- the doorway. But he clasped her la na. His term of service, as attache bis arms. Imploring her to reconsider. there, had expired. His father had snd declaring over and over his addied six months earlier. And Henry miration for her. She struggled vainhad come back to take Into his hands ly to free herself. Their swaying and the reins of civic and financial power Interlocked figures were silhouetted that bad slipped from Hlnkle Roke- - for an Instsnt sgslnst a lowered wla-doson's dead fingers. shsde. Us made Inquiries about Mabel, At the ssme moment a step sounded A haad through a detective sgency. And. with- on the veranda outside. in two hours, he bsd learned tbe unin tugged at the fastenings of the winspiring history of the girl's life during dow. Henry switched off the lights, tbe paat two years. dragged Msbel from the room and Tom's trial fruitless as his defense thrust her out of tbe house by the bad proven had eaten deep Into his front doorway. Then, calling his vslet, Having- - On his departure to prison he rsn bsck Into tbe library sod tbs little cottage had been given up turned on tbs light sgsln Just ss Tom by his mother snd sister; since they Morrlsey burst In through tbe wincould no longer continue paying tbe dow. loan sssodstlon's Instalments upon It "Where Is my sister, you hound?" They hsd moved to a rbesp three-roo- yelled Tom. springing st him. "Whst suite la a poor quarter of the hsve you done wlthrr?" town. And Mabel bad sought work in He greppied fiercely with Henry, a neighboring box factory. seizing him by tbe throat as though And now a new complication had seeking to tear the truth from him. arisen. Mrs. Morrtsey, always dell The valet snatched up n chair and The brought It crashing down upon Tom's rste, had fallen seriously III. doctor had said that nothing but a besd. Tom. stunned snd helpless, colyear In the Adlrondacks could save lapsed to the floor. ber. And "a year la tbe Adlrondacks" His first thought when be came ti Is not paid for out of the wages of a his senses, an hour later. In a police box fsctory operative. ststlon cell, wss: All this, Henry Rokeson learned, "I csn't tell the truth sbout It and smiled contentedly ss he heard without bringing Mabel's name Into the report Then be wrote a note and the story. For ber sake I must keep dispatched It to Mabel at tbe box fac silent" Six weeks later Tom Morrlsey- tory by his own valet Mabet was starting for home st tbe tried and convicted on charge of end of n hard day's work, when tbe housebreaking and assault fared a note wss hsnded to her. She resd It Judge; for the third time In bis twen ss she walked homeward. Half aloud, years of life. and In era wonder, she read: "Thorn a a Morrlsey." said tbe Judge, "Dear Miss Morrlsey: I hsve Just solemnly, "a Jury of your peers bss returned from Europe, and cbsnced to found you guilty. This Is your third bear, this noon, of your financial conviction In six yesrs. Tou are a plight If you will do me tbe honor hardened and confirmed criminal. II to call at my house at 8:30 this eve- Is my painful duty to sentence you to ning. I should like to talk over with a minimum of twenty years' imprisyou a position that I have la mind a onment at hard labor." And not only tbe Rokesons and position that will bring you la mors than enough money to send our tooth- their kind are to blame la similar er to tho Adlrondacks. situations but msny more must shsre "I trust you will avail yourself of the burden when It really li deter-- 1 this opportunity, as It win permit me Bed. "Who's Oullty?" te stone, la port, for the past sad te ErT or --wnrrs siv prove say regret for my father's a ad RIK3) It" two-yea- once-buoya- 3- - lack-luste- Sl S3 !k . .' .1..' :' t V.-V- 1 jhx 1 to" ?y Siijai Jtirt JU "Keep Yeur Hands Off My Sister I Champion Colborn ran faster. Tom tton te uhtch be had Just been sub was Just In time to see tbe gigantic jected la the presence of the fright white bulldog dsrt out Into Hudson ened girt. "Oo. eb? I go or stsy as I Isne snd fling himself opon the plesse. Tou'vo seen bow I treat toon frisking little mongrel grel curs. Take warning by It" He mistook Tom's calm puppy. d There was a growl, for cowardice, and enforced his angry followed at once by sn almost human retort by s smashing blow at MorTis-scream of mortal agony. Then In re- sey's fscs. But Tom, sidestepping the blow. sponse to his master's laughing summons, tbe bulldog Jogged bsck Into tended s short-arleft bander be tween bis assailant's eyes. tbs Rokeson grounds. He struck too high to score n knock' On tbe sidewalk lay n pitifully moveless tittle mass of yellow fluff. out But he broke the bridge of Hen Tom went out Into Hudscn lane, ten- ry's nose sod sent him reeling backderly picked up the lifeless body of ward under the trained muscular drive bis loved pet sod bore It bsck Into of his fist bis own ysrd. smoothing out tbe rumHenry's reeling feet missed the top pled yellow fur ss he walked. step. Us fell sprawling Into the brem In Tom Morrlasey'e heart was no bly heart of tho very rose bosh nnder rancor of vengefulness. which poor little Hutch ley burled. He did not want his mother to see Painfully Henry Rokeson crawled to Hutch's twisted body, lest tbe sight his feet holding two very bsdly msks ber cry. Bo, getting a spade, scratched bsnds over his broken nose. In his heart tiered a murderously chum under he burled his a big rose bush in n corner of the undying bstred for his conqueror. Oler- Ing up at Tom. from between bis puf porch. flog snd blackened lids, Henry gssped Mabel bed better time than sbe Incoherently : bad expected st the psvtllon dsnce "III get you for tbat! Til get you If It takes my last breath and my fathtbst evening. The first check to her pleasure came er's last dollar and last scrsp of Influ about ten o'clock when Elsie Payotere ence. I'll get you V brother brought op a man to be IntroHenry Rokeson disheveled, his fsce duced to ber. Elsie's white forebesd distorted with swelling snd with fury puckered Into a alight frown of disstamped Into his father's study, pleasure as she recognized tbe new- three minutes later. "Look at met" he gurgled, choking comer. He was Henry Rokeson. For more tban n year Henry's eyes ly. "Look at me! Tbat Morrlseey bsd followed Mabel's dainty figure with swine did this. His father broke Into amazed ques open admiration as she pesned him on the street He hsd st last admitted tioning. But Henry rut blm short. "Tou've been wanting roe to accept to himself that he was genuloely In love with this girl whom he hsd never tbat chance to go to Vienna, aa at even met He hsd taken to spending tache to the United 8tstee embsssy much time near his own side tbe boun- there. I didn't wsnt to go, la spite of dary fence, when he saw her at work your saying It meant a big career for In tbe Morrlssey garden. Thus It was me. I don't want to. even yet But that he had beard tbat afternoon of Ml msks a bsrgsla with you: 111 go ber Intention to go with Elsie Paynter to Vienna, without any farther kick. If you will And n way, first, to send te the pavilion dance. Henry had laid his own plans ac- Morrlssey to jalL Oct bin a prison cordingly, ne had gone to the dance, sentence for what he's dons to me. snd had. with none difficulty, found out ril start for Vienna the da after he's that the man who escorted the two sentenced." ril e said the elder Rokeeoa girls was Elsie's brother, and had, by a dint ef a good dent of diplomacy, tegerly, T ought to bate pull enough picked nn efoaaiatance with bin. The la this town to get pretty much what self-contr- ol deep-throate- four-foote- He" Itr i J V w e 1 ociirrr |