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January 6, 1923     Arkansas Catholic
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IN CHRISTMAS (ntinued fom page 36) e Judge, a stronger man de- was upon him, knock- from his hand, and it as Nichols staggered towering book shelf. The not point the revolver at Instead he slipped the pocket. His face With both anger and tri- pointed a compelling fin- ex-convict. liehols,,, he said, his teeth if tightened to prevent an of non-judicial temper. tried your trick and failed. like a dog and you'd better. But I won't." While Nichols, cowed, about the room, the noise of the servants house. The Judge mo- te sit down in the he had himself vacated. offered weak resist- JUdge's steady eyes con- ma seated himself, sul- to lecture you, Rob- Judge Rhimer said, hand in pockets, be- man. "I'm not going OVer to the police or seek YOu in any other way for to load your soul with SeCond murder. I'm just You a little lesson in OUght to help you out of your life. If it SOon find a way back came from today." at the judge dully, as if in a sudden and kid I've always he stammered. e, now. Shoot--or do want.,, regarded him pity- spirit was corn- first murderous re- his will was for the even his frame was task, the Judge a man of this age, Punishment, to the pitch he asked. a vacant negative. went to a sideboard, and took out a "Here," he invited, a tumbler. "You of this, It's been in Years;. I never use the I'm as you are now, he." He had to coax But the draught in his scant clothing. showed slight re- Went into the hall an overcoat. on,', he said, briskly. Your lesson in Christmas put on the also prepared for the the ex-con- he left the house e garage at the side he ex-convict aided his coupe. ute and puzzled, be- the car backed out the house. Sack of stuff at of the hallway," him. "Go get it. the order, deposit- the rolling white fields. It occurred both to Judge Rhimer and to his pas- senger that the opportunity for as- sault upon the jurist was excellent; his hands engaged in driving. Per- haps Nichols had an evil flash of im- agination that the discovery of a wrecked coupe with the bodies in it of a celebrated judge and a man he had sentenced to prison for life, bor- dered on the fantastic. But he sat dumbly, warm in the judge's coat; keenly curious as to his fate--as to , the lesson of Christmas he was to be taught. Through a long terrace of tall ma- ples that looked like a cathedral nave of lace-like tracery, the coupe sped and at he end it came upon a som- ber brick building picked out in yel- low lights. The judge drove to the front door of the place, instructing Nichols to get out and press the bell. Both then lifted the bulging sack from the car and brought it to the door. A soft-voiced sister, in a black habit, with a sweeping white hood, admitted them to a bare but exceedingly pol- ished hallway. She closed the heavy door, disappeared, and ahnost imme- diately an older nun came with hands outstretched to welcome the judge. "A little late, Mother," bade Judge Rhimer cheerily. "But the sack was hea,cy and I had to wait for a friend of mine to come along to help me with it." "We had to put the chihh'en to bed, judge," said the Mother Superior, in a low crooning voice. "But you can be a real Santa Claus if you like and put their things in their beds. They were terribly disappointed." "Well," said the judge, "Santa doesn't wear black overcoats and heavy shoes. But we can try." Their coats and hats removed, the judge and the ex-convict followed the Mother Superior up the stairs. On the first floor of the building were class-rooms and a large refectory. Up another flight they went, the two men holding the heavy sack. Here were the dormitories--a long, rambling one to the right, where the elder orphans slept, and a smaller room on the left, containing the young children, each tucked away in a spotlessly white cot. Sitting at a little table in the corner ing the sack in the rear of the car. With a salute to Patrohnan Sheedy whose curiosity had caused him to over the hardening snow. Quickly over the heardening snow. Quickly traversing the tangled streets of the town, they came into the wind.swept country roads, snow-clothed and dis- guisable only by the hedgerows from of the second room, her prayer book in hand and a dimly-burning wax- light throwing her shadow fantasti- cally on the picture-punctuated white wall, was a sister. "Now," the judge whispered to Nichols. "We'll leave the sack right here by the door and put a bundle at the foot of each bed." The Mother Superior smiled. "Is that Sister Euphemia?" the judge suddenly asked. The Superior nod- ded. As silently as possible, the judge and the ex-convict went to work. The little sister on night watch did not notice them, apparently. She remain- ed perfectly still. For fifteen min- utes they moved up and down the narrow aisles of little beds until at the foot of each was deposited a stur- dy looking parcel of Christmas de- light, wrapped neatly in red ribbon and green. It was the ex-convict who blundered at the last bed-:--the one J. D. Goldman, Presiddnt I'Iarry Lesser, Vice President THE GUARDIAN closest to the watching nun. Its lit- tle inmate screamed, stirred, and struggled into sitting posture. Nichols, scared, turned; but Sister Euphemia came to the rescue. He watched, half fascinated, her tender, cahn face be- side the crying child's. Then the judge motioned to him, and he tip- toed from the room. The Mother Su- perior had gone downstairs to order refreshment for her visitors. Judge Rhinmr held Nichols' arm as the two stood outside the room, watching the nun hll back to sleep the scared youngster. The judge spoke in a low, strained vome. "Don't speak or move, Nichols," he warned, and he looked about him to see that none could hear. "You have just seen your daughter." The man's pallor became ashen, his hands clutched forward, and a deep gurgle of struggling words filled his throat. The judge urged him from the doorway, but Nchol's eyes bored through the dim light of the room, craving a view of the face he had seen next the child's. It required all the judge's strength to fole him to the top of the stairway. "Nichols," said the judge rapidly, his words easy now, the first shock had passed. "Don't attempt to talk to her now. Don't attempt it. I've told you she's your daughter--only one other person here knows it." "My God!" was all Nichols could utter. "Could she go into the world bear. ing the shame of her father's crime ?" the judge horasely demanded with an insistant earnestness. "She came here ,as a child; she grew to love the nuns and their work. Now she is one of them--happy, contented, a saintly soul. Would you have anybody tell her how and why she came here?" Nichols broke down, sobbing. The judge led him, step by step. Sudden- ly he renched away as if to leap up- st.airs into the little dormitory. But the judge gripped his arm again. "Nichols--be a man. This is your CRITZ GROCERY Distributors of High-Grade Groceries z Cor. 16th and Gaines Sts. Phone 4-0446 Little Rock, Ark. HERMAN & M'CAIN CONTRACTORS Little Rock, Arkansas biggest chance to atone, to make good 1" For moments that seemed like the ex-convict swayed in the judge's arms, his eyes fired with internal combat, his lips soundlessly twitching. Then, suddenly, he hurried with the judge down the stairs. The Mother Superior awaited them. With quiet, awareful eyes she regarded Nichols, conducting him and the judge to a small, plainly furnished parlor, where were steam- ing coffee and sandwiches. She with- drew, while the two men ate and' mas box." He paused to close the coupe door. Then he added: "I've had something to do with your past, Nichols--but I haven't overlooked your future." Then passing friends saluted the jurist and he entered the church side by side with the man he had judged. HAVE YOU NOTICED? It has often occurred to us, says the Fortnightly Review, that there is a vast furore made over children now- drank in silence. As they finished,]adays, by way of shows, contests and the judge said to Nichols: } advertising in general, which can only "You will stay at my house to-. night, Nichols." All the way back through the cur- tained fields no word was said. Nich- ols sat beside the judge, deep in thought. The judge peered through, the windshield, smilifig at intervals as if some pleasing emotion touched !tim. They came to the outskirts of the I town, ahd the judge turned to his pas- senger. "It's my practice to go to Midnight 'Mass at Christmas, Nichols," he said. "You don't happen to be a Catholic, but you might care to come along." Nichols nodded. The car turned several slippery corners and halted before a rambling frame church, brave with illumination and carrying on its forehead the green and red holly of the Yuletide. The chimes rang out and an organ boldly rolled out the Adeste Fidelis. Stepping from the car, Judge Rhimer handed to Nichols the weapon he had taken from him. But the ex-convict thrust it back. "Well," said the judge, quietly, so that those thronging to the church did not hear. "I'll keep it as your Christ- Visit Our Truss Room And let us fit you correctly with a truss that will be satisfactory. SNODGRASS & BRACY 120 Main Street help to bring out selfishness and ego- tism in the dear little things. They are dresd, coddled, and kow-towed to in unprecedented fashion, which only makes them more sensitive and self-conscious. Alvin D. Goldman, Treasurer MiltonA. Hollman, Secretary Thirty-seven liable reporters. Those who make trou- ble for the fun of it, are quite capable of twisting facts. 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