Someone in Washington with a memory for faces was startled. Whisperings were started. Other memories, joggled, also led to recognition. Soon the Capital was rife with rumors that Harry Ford Sinclair, convict in the District of Columbia Jail, was riding through the streets in a motor car. The jail officials were questioned. They admitted that for two months Convict Sinclair, prison pharmacist, had been detailed to accompany the jail physicians to the city wharfs to attend prisoners working there.
When the news reached the press, George S. Wilson, District Director of...
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