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Story of Former Sing Sing Inmate
Reads Like Fiction
Is Strange Tale.

It is the reproachful face of
Thomas Mott Osborne of Sing
Sing—of Tom Brown of Auburn
—that keeps George Faber, released
from Sing Sing a few
weeks ago, on the straight path.

"His face haunts me," he said.
"I hanker for the easy money
now and then, same as in the old
days, but his face looms up as
clear as I see you now, and I
pass up every chance."

Faber is 28 years old. Smartly
dressed, yet almost penniless,
scarred where a policeman's
bullet once plowed its way across
his face, Faber, now on his way
to Detroit, where he hopes Henry
Ford's plant will be able to make
use of him, told his life story,
showed letters from pals, asking
him to return to the old life, but
he is determined not to heed
them.

"I would rather go to the chair
than face Warden Osborne
again," Faber said. "His face
appears before my eyes constantly
and his voice rings in my ears.
I'm going to go straight if I
starve.

Faber is not his real name,
but the police have known him
by it since he was first sentenced
to Elmira, eleven years ago, on a
charge of attempted grand larceny.
In his desire to shield his
sisters, married and unmarried,
from the disgrace of possessing
an ex convict brother, he has de

VOL. 1

EX-CONVICT NOW
FREE MAKES GOOD

Story of Former Sing Sing Inmate
Reads Like Fiction
Is Strange Tale.

It is the reproachful face of
Thomas Mott Osborne of Sing
Sing—of Tom Brown of Auburn
—that keeps George Faber, released
from Sing Sing a few
weeks ago, on the straight path.

"His face haunts me," he said.
"I hanker for the easy money
now and then, same as in the old
days, but his face looms up as
clear as I see you now, and I
pass up every chance."

Faber is 28 years old. Smartly
dressed, yet almost penniless,
scarred where a policeman's
bullet once plowed its way across
his face, Faber, now on his way
to Detroit, where he hopes Henry
Ford's plant will be able to make
use of him, told his life story,
showed letters from pals, asking
him to return to the old life, but
he is determined not to heed
them.

"I would rather go to the chair
than face Warden Osborne
again," Faber said. "His face
appears before my eyes constantly
and his voice rings in my ears.
I'm going to go straight if I
starve.

Faber is not his real name,
but the police have known him
by it since he was first sentenced
to Elmira, eleven years ago, on a
charge of attempted grand larceny.
In his desire to shield his
sisters, married and unmarried,
from the disgrace of possessing
an ex convict brother, he has de