Show Gen lV 1 nealon hn se Y-iA Y nn A t headquarters headquarter THE TRIUMPH OF FAITH Mary Scott Scot sat sat down to a cold supper She had been working hard all al day copying an old picture The baby was asleep on the sofa but Mary was ws not thinking of of ot him Tomorrow was the fateful day at the prison She thought of it with wih a shua- shua shad shad- der The cold forbidding hateful place But John was there I Oh you poor fellow groaned Mary as as she Ehe proceeded to wash the few dishes after putting away the eatables And Anc And you never harmed anybody in all nver al your our life me Heaven help us all 1 My poor boy My poor boy The woman sat down and folded her hands helplessly helplessly Sh She was not beautiful perhaps not ev even n pretty with wih the ex cx- exception tX- tX of glorious eyes that of late were often ofen dimmed by weeping She Sheo o occupied cuNed one room It I was large and simply furnished but comfortable One section was used for a studio A curtain curtain cur cur- tam tain In shadow now hiding the large bay window but tinder under it i were her easel and painting things Before her hEr marriage she had been well wel known kno as a copyist and did good work for very small smal pay When she had married John some three years before ho ha 0 wa was a bookkeeper bookkeeper bookkeeper book book- keeper for a large commercial firm an anthe and the young couple had managed to save savea a El It little money A cottage In the country country country coun coun- try more than large enough for tor them the free air of heaven the wild wid flowers fowers painting the garden and grounds fruit trees budding and blossoming green greenhills greenhills hills his on every side the wide wealth of teeming nature scattering beauty and grace In n all al directions th these directions these se were pre th ir surroundings They were buying their little home John was a German by descent but a British citizen by choice possessing a burning buring love for lor the union jack When his little lad had come his happiness had been complete They could have asked nothing more lary Mary and John and both had seen only the brighter side of ot life me Then the trial came One of the com corn company's company's pany's was found on the morning of a holiday senseless from a I brutal blow Hundreds of pounds were I missing and suspicion pointed to John The man who had been so Mo cruelly dealt with wih died a week after without having given a sign So John was arrested and was now in the city jail jaU awaiting his trial trial She sold the furniture the cottage was Jacked up and with wih the little money they had saved she took a room In town She set about finding work and andIn andIn andin In that work put all ni her strength The knowledge that John was innocent in I spite spie of the seeming sounds of guilt gui I buoyed her up Some of or her former employers employers employers em em- emI I gave her work She knew that for the boys boy's sake she must keep up She had nerved herself hersel to labor while the bright colors on her palette palete scorched her hervery very very sight and she would have thrown the brush away and wept tears of blood But on on this day she was to spend an hour with John She rose early The baby was washed and dressed and their I Chicago Phi n ae-n Tribune Triune fru frugal l meal eaten when there came a knock at the door Mary lary answered it A showily dressed woman stood there smiling Mary both recoiled and was glad She had known this woman before her marriage I r thought Id I'd Id come said the visitor her manner deferential and at the same time friendly Ive Ive been where you are you ou know But you give up Im I'm Im alt all al right now and very happy as you may be In time Yes said Mary if I I heard right you married again Oh yes was the response And nd he he-he he hehe he trembled Mary Is Js still sti serving out his sentence Why you dont don't suppose Id I'd Id be tied ted for life le to a criminal But John Is not Mar Mary cried chok chok- She longed to fly longed fly fy longed to tell tel the woman to leave her alone Oh not guilty of course They all aU say that They'd be fools If they Mine was for forgery yours for murder murder mur mur- der tier both bad enough Now you keep up a goo good i heart If I worse comes to worse theres there's no need ned for you ou to die a adaily adaly dally daily daly death theres there's no co 10 need need Oh stop cried Mary lary struggling no longer to suppress her sobs I would die rather than leave John I would die a thousand deaths rather than marry again He knows it I. I knows that I will wi followed him wherever he is sent if it I only to see him and cheer him for an hour hour hour- or only a moment moment The woman recoiled before such terrible terrible terri tern ble grief Its Is time to go to the to-the the prison Mary said I 1 cant can't afford to te aford wa waste lA-aste a moment moment mo too- ment and with wih unmistakable coldness she sent the woman away Then she sat sal down and dressed the baby all al the time cooing tender words In his unheeding ears to papas sweet and papa waitIng waiting wait wait- wai- wai Ing to see his boy and soon after that thai the prison doors shut upon her Mary Alary you must cherish no hope he said as they parted Im Im going to be beman a aman a aman man to the end I am Innocent heaver heaven and you know it But the boy boy h his lips quivered quivered bring him up Mary tc to believe beleve in his fathers father's innocence anc and he turned and hid his face j The sentence was passed It I was a gloomy da day It I rained all hailed hated blew blew blew-al all th the elements were at war Mary held her own she felt fel a wild wid longIng long long- ing to die then and there She at the prisoners prisoner's face clear quiet ful ful of a lof lofty beauty s she had never seer there before He will go straight t theaven heaven she said while we we-oh we oh heaven be merciful she cried When the sentence fell it was noi death but Imprisonment for life A year passed Mary was only i istone's stones stone's throw from the prison to John had been committed She was in industrious anti and neither she nor the chile had suffered Baby she said one night my lef hand tells me I am going to get som news And tomorrow we shall see papa The baby took toddling steps now Hi looked in her face and laughed she spread out the evening paper Baby come here she cried wildly Oh my baby I shall tile die of Joy She had read Jacob Steel who dle today at the Middlesex hospital made i confession In which he declared tha he was the murderer of Andrew McComb Me Mc Comb a a. clerk in the employ of Stevens Edwards Co and that th man John Scott now imprisoned fo that is entirely Innocent MRS DENISON |