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Doomed.
Episode
No. 8:
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The Dungeon
of Despair.
SYNOPSIS:
While probing the Cavendish
death
mystery,
Stella
Donovan,
a reporter,
is impris-
oned
by the Enright Lacy
gang,
which covets
the
Cavendish
esta‘e,
and
escapes
a
forced
marriage
by changing
clothes
with another
woman.
Jim Westcott kidnaps
this
woman,
believing her to be Stella.
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A piece
of barbad wire
wound
around
a
pillar
of Mrs
Richardson’s
property
in King’s Street,
has
pr« ved
dangerous
to passers-by;
a witness
testifies
that
a
man’s hand
has
been
torn
bysaid. wire.
The attention
of the proper
authority
is
called for its removal.
Allttle girl in company
with others
that
were just let out from
school,
was
slid-
ing down
the hand rail of the Post
Oilice
on Friday morning,
she
lost self
con
rol,
and
fell flat
on
her
back
about
seven
feet to the ground.
The concussion
caus-
ed by
the head
meeting
the earth,
caused
the lower lip to be split by the teeth,
and
the internal injury is
not
very slight
as
she
could hardly
wa k
after.
She
gave
her
name
as Inez Jeffersen.
This
is but
one evil result of what
has become
a:prac-
tice
ameng
the
school-children
who
orowd
the
post
office
twice
every
day
behaving
in a manner
not creditable
to
the
discipline
they are
taught,
and
en-
dangering
their personal
safety
through
riding the
wall.
A stentorian
cry for
help
was
heard
coming
from
the
water
midway
be
tween
the
quay
and
the
mainland,
on
Thursday
afternoon
and
as
quick
as possible
Pilot
Plasket
caused
a
boat
to
be
pushed
off
to
the rescue
of
the
poor
man.
He
was
soon
recovered
from
the
water
and
landed
at
the
wharf,
where
another
marine,
as
he
proved
to
be,
met
him smilingly.
We
are at
a loss
to kmnow
whether
it
was
a
jote upon
the people
who
had
gathered
around,
or if it was
a
heroic
rescue
that
saved
the
poor
man
from
a
waterv
grave.
The
S.
S.
“'Korona’’
is
expected
to
sail
from
New York
on
the
15th
i-st.
instead
of the
S.
S.
“‘Guiana,”’ calling
at all ports except
Demerara.
The Last Day’s Trial of Eman-
uel
Faulkner,
the
Accused
Murderer of Anselmmo
Anduze
at Mary’s Fancy
Dec. 25;
1920.
The
day for
which
was
set
the
last
trial
of Emanuel
Fau'kner,
the
accused
murderer
of Anselmo
Anduze
at
Mary’s
Fancy
on Christmas
Day
1920,
dawned
upon
the little town of Christiansted
is
which anxious
people dreamed
the night
before
only of the
verdict
to be
given
on
the
evidences
received
the
day
subse-
quent.
The
Jurvmen
awoke
to the
res-
ponsibility
which
confronted
them
that
day,
and
stretched
themselves
with
a
yawn,
then
a cheery,
"‘Good-morning’
to
each
other,
the
morning’s
todette
per-
formed.
They betok
themselves
on
the
eastern
porch
on
the third floor of Gov-
ernment’s
Building
into
which
they
were
confined
for
over
forty hours,
a
precaution
necessary
to insure
unbiased
opinion and
deliberate
judgment
on
the
case;
there
they
listened
to
the
sweet
strain
of musie,
which
floated
over
to
them,
bourne
by
the
cyol
breeze
of
a
balmly morning.
To
find
twelve
other
such
men
in
whom
the people
had
so
much
confidence
for
sointricate
a
case,
would
prove
a
task;
the interest
throughout
the
whele
proceeding,
the patience
manifested
by
them
was wonderfully encouraging,
and
the
respect
with which
they
were
hald
by
all, is
due
to
the
master
ability of
each
man in his private life and influence
in the
community.
Meanwhile the
time
wore
on; and
a
crowd had
gathered
at
every
available
entrance,
and
upon.
the
opening
of
these
portals,
they
rushed
violently against
each
other,
regardless
of
bodily
injury
even
to
seif,
in
their
eagerness
to
secure
admission
into
the
small,
square
courthouse.
At the hour
appointed Judge
MeKean
with stately
stature.
entered
the
room,
and
had just
taken
his
seat,
when
the
bell
in the old
steeple
chimed
the
hour
of nine.
The
prisoner
then entered
the
room
in the custody
of Chief
Espersen,
eof
the Municipal Police
Force;
his
face
wore
asad
expression,
to
whiech
effect
long
hairs
on head
and
body
added
to
the samson-like
appearance
of the sturdy
young
man;
his step
was
brisk, and
his
heavy boots
echoed
througn
the
stillness
of
the
moment,
and
penetrated
everv
corner of the room.
The
day’s proceeding
was
immediate-
ly announced,
and
as ali other
witnesses
had
testifi=d the days previous,
Faulkner
was
summoned
to witness
stand
by
his
counsel,
who was
noune other
than Judge
Payne, appointed by the court
to
defend
as
much
as
he
was
able
the
un-
fortunate
young
man
and
well
did
he
exert himself in the
ecapacity,
though
ali
other evidence
seemed
against
him;
well
did he upturn
each
stone
in the path
that
might
have
led
to
the
acquittal
of his
charge.
His appeal
as admitted
by Gov
ernment
Attorney
Keyser
his
direct
opponent
1n the case,
was
a muasterpiece.
Eloquent words
flowed from the
heart
of
this
man,
and
made
its
effect
felt
upon
all
within distinct
he ring
of his
voice;
it was
no
mean
appeal
backed
by
a fee:
it was not a professional
working for his
wages;
but it was
with that deep
seated
love
of man for his fellowman, with
the
fervour
of a patriot that
he picaded
for
the
life of that ‘‘poor
boy’’, and it orly
that
warmth
of expression,
the
etherial
ardor of that app=al,
that saved
the
rope
from that ‘‘poor bhoy’s’’ neck; and had
it
not been
for
a letter introduced
at almost
the last moment
by the accused;
purport-
ing to have been written by Emanuel
Mar-
tin his alleged emissary
in the crime, and
which
was
proved
as
false
testimony,
that
appeai
would have
gone further
in
its
influence,
and
ihe Ail Highest
only
knows
what would have
been
the
result.
The
people
were
met
in sympathy
for
the deceased
and
a demand
of justice for
themselves;
and
Attorney
Keyser
was
not delinquent
in his duty to the
people:
no
trail was
missed
by
his careful
eyes;
no camouflage
could
conceal
the minutest
detail
that led
to the
conviction
of the