"/-.neon"—and one might have
thought from the deputy’s decision
there was no appeal—"is there any
reason why Kane shouldn't get the
typewriter, if he pays for it?"
"Not that I know of," agreed the
deputy, who knew—if he really
knew anything—that his being con
sulted was but a matter of form or
the old man’s whim. "The teamster
could bring it up."
"All right, then. Kane," the warden
ti rned back to me, "and you may
call the others who want to see me."
And then the two went across and
took seats by the day officer’s desk.
From tier to tier I passed along
end called out the names on the list,
and soon they were waiting their
turn to be called before the prison
' ..ead. For my part, however, I was
not thinking of what was going on
around me except as the surround
ings might affect my future efforts
ia writing things. Had my thoughts
cammed up been put into words,
they would have been—"Now just
wait, all of you—I mean all of you
in and around this place, and all of
you down in the nearby city—and
within another two years I’ll give
you a chance to do a lot of criticis
ing. commending or condemning—
ju.it whichever you see fit to heap
upon yours truly. I tell you to wait;
and, if you caro to do 30. Just watch
me; for I’m going to try to do some
thing that no other man in an Amer
ican prison or any other kind has
•vo? done before’
An Earelopo Come*.
