Auburn Maine School of Commerce - Ray Yearbook (Auburn, ME)

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doctor tells him that theylmwe decided to give himlus freedom although he has served only twenty years of his sentence. And then they tell him why he is being released. HE HAS ONLY SEVEN DAYS. TO LIVE! Ks he ileaves the office he inwardly resolves to do the one thinghs has always wanted to dog the one thing he has lived for, and--and now only seven days. A bright yellowtaXi'gUded up to the curb and a beautiful young girl and her handsome escort stepped forth. After conversing earnestly they sep- arated and went step by step toward opposite corners. De- spite the rain they searched every inchcf the ground slowly and carefully, intent upon re- covering the lost article when she reached the man standingon the corner of South and Main. As she shyly lifted her per- plexed sea-blue eyes to him, a lookcf tenderness and humility flashed into the eyes of the man. Reaching into his pocket he drew out the tiny ring with the single bluesmoneand passed it to hero A. sigh of relief escaped the girl so close to him and a dimpled smile of gratitude was his rewardas she slipped the ring over a tiny gold band on her finger. When her companion called from the other corner s1e turnedto leave, waving a graceful hand to the man on the corner of South and Main. She joined her husband and together they ran up the long brick lane leading to the white house. They reached the entrance. As the girl stood by his side soft lights from the interior of the house formed a glowing halo around her head. Slowly the door swung back and the young man stepped inside. Once again the lovely lady in white turned to wave tothe man on the corner of South andhhhn and then she stepped into the lighted hall. The heavy oak door swung slowly back Tinto place n a o 0 The stranger continued to stand by the lamp-post long after she had left. I remember the hall clock striking twoand three. At last he started to leavq 2he seemed to have grown old in one night. Hisshoulders began to quietly quiver as he passed the long lane leadingin the fine house setcff the Main O D C 0 O I I 0 0 O I ' The last I could see of him, he was dragging himself into the dark shadows of a neighboring alley. The stars began to slowly fade away. All was quiet on the cornerof Scum and Main. ' --Bethelyn Sweatt