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About Custer County Republican. (Broken Bow, Neb.) 1882-1921 | View Entire Issue (May 2, 1907)
.f ] , r W 3"Jj .rA'.o".r .r..r.r , : .r" " " " C'f'/.r.r..r.r..rJ : A " . . . . : ; .r : . .r.r.r. . . 1 .1 LEVISON AND CO. . _ . . i - " ; ; H , y W O VER . . ( Copyright , 1007. by Joseph n. Bowlc ! ' . . "The pcople who torget arc the happy peoplel" said the Major. 110 100ked at tho.lIght through a glass oC chcap port , nnd Illlt It down with a 9lgh. "Tho peo\le who have nothing to ( orget are tbc unhapIY peopl , " said 1\IIss Mel1or. She set her lips In hard outllnc , nnd l'usbed her untastOll glass lslde. 1\1lss 1.101101' htul lived at the board. Ing houao tor seven years , and the major tor two. They had only passed the tlmo ot ( lay till this holiday eve. nlnjr , when they lutd the long dIning roo. . . . to themselves. All the othQr boarders had gene to their frIends , and even UlO landlady was out. So he Major 1md taken a chair beside Miss MellOl' , and suggested , with his pleasant smile , that they should make . . . , themselves bQlter acquainted. He was 't- . an attractive man , and good.looklng , ' " hough hIs 111111' : was strealccd with sray lOCore Its time. Miss Mellor had received his advances with a stlctness t1lat was meant to bo polite. She was 11 tall , thin woman of 35 , with some. what severe features : Ceatures that would have been handsome If woman. Ir : graciousness had softened them. But Miss Mellor had never learnt to e gracious. , ' 1'he Major pondered a little over _ ' I l1er retort. , "I don't Imow , " he said , slowly. "I . I. don't know. It Is good to have things ! ! n one's memory , if you could teach i hem to know their 1)lace : but they . p'op up at all sorts of times , when -ou : fon't want them. I dure say 'ou know ow one feels about these things ? " . "No. " 1\IIss Mellor stiffened herself . 'a. little more. "I don't. I've nothing. worth forgetting. I can only wonder now It feels to remember. " " The 1\Iajor toyed with some grapes , I wllh a mournCul smile upon his face. i , He looked up suddenly. II : "May I tell 'ou ? " he asked. : MIss I. 1\101101' bowed. I "If you are not afl'ald to tell a I atranger , " she said. The Major laughed softly. ' " ' . "There Is nothing that I am afraid i" . to tell , " be declared. "Nothing that I am ashamed of. I've had bad luck , that Is all. ' There's nothing romantic , In the Istory , either. It Is Interesting , to me only because It Is mine : mine , Ilnd might have been somebodY else's , If things had turned out dlferontl ' . She was decorating the church when I first saw her , standing on a ladder , and loaning over with her face among the Ivy. It was the Ivy round the oyer.mantel that brought bacl-wbat I want to Corget. " - . 1\IIss 1\Iellor leaned a little forward. I "Arc : rou sure that 'ou want to ( or- get ? " she Inquired. . "No-a , " the Major cohfessed. "No , I don't think I would choose to forget. I had only a couple of hundred a year beside my pay : but she was a coun. try rector's daughter , and hadn't been brought up to wealth , and I thought wo could manage 011 It. I novel' askell her , fortunately. " I "DId she lIke you ? " 1\IIss Iellor asked abruptly. "I hOIJed so. Now I hope she didn't. It's four ye rs ago. People soon for. ' got , you know. " Miss Mellor shook her head. "I don't Imow , " she contradicted. "I don't think I am ono oC the happy people who forget. Are you sure that she Is ? " "Ood. grant It ! " The Major's voice was n trlfie husky. "I couldn't try to bind . - her to 0. broken man. " " " ' broltc you ? " "It was my-a relative. Ho didn't , mean an harm , poor boy. It was a matter of eight thousand odd. I had 'five thousand , and I got a gratuity by .retlrlnjr. I borrowed the rest. I had , to pay a ruinous Interest. I'I paying. . .It sUlI. I got omploymfmt of a sort : drudging clerk In an office. I fill up my spare time by writing articles on military subjects. I might even Ullnk myselC able to marr - , If It weren't for the 1011n. Do thankful you have no memories of money.lenders , vampires who live on other people's fiesh and blood ! " . Miss Mellor's 111) urled. "I thought you were a just man , Major Parry , " she remarked. "You must know that they only clahn their own. " "Theh'Yown : ! " The Major raised his hands. "I'.ve been paying 25 Ier cont. for four years , and owe every penny ! Jf the principal still ! . I always shall , I so far as I can see. He won't for. get ! " . I "Why should uo ? You had his money. " "And I've paid It back , " the Major porslsted : "morall ' , that Is. " "In othOl' words , you'VO paid the In. terest" Miss 1\101101' \ shrugged her 6houlders. " 110 Is ontltled to It , until you repay the loan. " "But 25 pOl' cent ! " the Major pro- tested. "You needn't l1avO bon-owed from hIm , If you didn't like his terms , " 1\IIss \ MolloI' pointed out. . "A starving man needn't cat , " the Major said , Impatlontly , "but , If you Jlut Ccod before hIm , ho does. If you show him meat Ilnd ask trcble price because he Is hu'nlr ) ' , you are-a mono cy.lendel' ! As 'ou SU ) ' , the rnmplro Is entitled to m ) ' 8esh and blood : but llO's srollt L man's lire : and a vampire Js II. vnmlllre. " I Miss Mellor drew a deep breath , and , considered with bel' chin on her hlUld. " ' 1'ho Interest Is hlih , wrtalnly , " she ) OQ'.r .bOOO" .cocr. " ' cr conceded , "In n cuse like ) -ours : but he doesn't kno v your cuso : at least , I presume not ? " "No , " the Mnjor agl'ccII. "He docsn't know. I huvon't gone whining to him , of coure. lIe shull bave his duo. 1 aball not even tl'Y to obtaIn the rellet which I am told the lasonlotlmes gives In cases oC oxtortlonate usury. My word"-tho 1\lajor sml1ed-"ls nbove the law. 'rhe-ro are some memo orles that I do not wJsh to CorWl1. The memory that I haye been an honorn. blo man Is one oC them. He woulll not understand that. " " 1 - don't - know. " 1\1lss Mellor looked hard at the wall opposlto her. " 'rhe only money.lender I Itnow Is , I think , honoralJle. I doubt 1C I-If ho Is over hnrsh knowlngb' . 110 snves the money because he has nothing to spend It on-1 suppose ) .ou hate him ? " "Yes , " sala the Major. "Yes-No I I don't hate anybody to-nlght-becauso I am not ono oC the people who for. get : come , Miss . : \lellor , let us dl'ink a tonst together. Here's to eVerYbOdY-I and especlall ) ' ever 'lJody who Is nn. . ' " I happ . He draln d his glas ! ! , and 1\IIss 1\Iel. 101' took . a sip of hers. "To. ever 'body who Is unhappy , " she pledged. "To everybody but the hap. py peOllo who Corget. " " ' 1'0 them , too , " the Major entl-eat. ed : but she shook her head. "No , " she said. "No ! They have had the chances of lICe : the chances oC jo ' : and sorrow. And they forget ! I have no good wishes fOI' the people who do not re111ember. Are you sure that she Corgets ? " The Major rose and paced the hearthrug. " 1-1 hope so. Perhaps there was nothing , 'bn her side , to Corget. I novel' spoke to her about It. I was half Inclined - clined , at first , to write and ask her to wall' and see if I could pull round : but I I soon saw that I couldn't. It's three ' hundred a year , the Interest. I shall hav.e to pa ' It for the rest of my nil- tural lite. " "Unless ho forgets ! " said l1ss Mel- - Ior. "He' Is not lIIeb' to forget , " the l\lajor'asserted. "You Imow him ? " "No ; not personlllly. I know oC him. " " 'VIIO Is he ? " "Iio calls himself LevisonJo. . " "Ah.h ! " Miss 1\1ellor considered with hm. finger on her cheel { . "Lev- Ison & Co , The offices are In Style COUl'l , aren't they ? lIe fs dead. His name wasn't Levison , really. His heirs carryon the buslnoss. I know them slightly. PerhalJS if I were to mention your case they might consent to some i reduction of the rate of Interest. " "No , no ! " cried the Major. "On no account. I wouldn't ask a favor from them. I was not aware that the ' were friends of yours , of course _ You must Corget whllt I said about them , " Miss Mellor smiled slowly. "I am not one oC the people who forget , " she stated. "Neither are the ' . It Is 'sho' reaIly. His daughter cm-r1es on the business. She Is a dull womanlike -like me. She never had the hnnce of being anything else , any more than I have had. She ) { ved alone with her father. Ho taught her to help him with his books when she was only a child. She grew up to look upon money-lending as the natural way of spending a well-on ered exlstonce. When he died she kept on the business - ness because-because she had to do something to keep her l1fe-what she called l1fe-from being utterly empt ) ' . I daresay 2 per cent. seemed quite the natural and proper thing to her. She knew that m > st.of . the pepple who borrowed money from her would C\'ade their debt , If they could , Ilnd she had to cover her risk. She never thought ofof an honora lo man'IIko you : a man who woulel not forget. If I tell her- " _ her"No "No , " the Mujor Interrupted. "No ! I wish favor front no ono. What I hava Ilone I have done. TwentY.five per cont. I agreed to pay , and 25 per cent. I wll1 pay. I can manage It all right. I should < < et along very well If-if I could only forget : it I could be sure that she forgot. " , . Ho sat down and r tcd his head on his hand : and 1\IIss Mellor looked at him closoh' . . "You regard this lady as a good woman , " she said. "You would not lI1tc to think of her otherwise ? " "I coulcI not think oC her other. wise , " he asserted positively. Miss Mellor nodded several times. "SuPllose , " she suggested , "that a g-ood woman loved 0. man. She did , didn't she ? " . "I thought so , " the Major stghed. "And suppose he became poor , from no faull of 'hiB .own 'I And suppose.sho Imow all about It ? I presume she did . . . . Imow. . . "Yes , " Bald the Major. "And suppose that , because he had hecomo poor , he would not ask her to marry him. And suppose she guessed the reason. I Imaglno she would guess , would aho not 1 Love. Is sllld to : lharpen the eyes. " "I dl\resuh , " , the Major . owned , "she WQuld guess. " "Supposo she did guess. 'Vould. she love him any less than betore ? Wouhl she torget ? " 'rhe Mlljor drew a deep breath. "You are a won an , " he said. "You should know best. " Miss Mellor laughed mirthlessly. "I ho.vo no knowledge at those things. I can anI ) . conjecture. I do not think I should forgot. I should wnlt and wult , and say to mysolC , 'Perhnps ho w111 gft over It , amI como back. ' " PerhaIJS- "Don't ! " the Major on treated , "I should Sl'PerhalS ho won't get over It : but It. wouldn't matter It enl ' ho would come back : II.nl1 I should wnlt and walt. Suppose she Is walt. Ing like that ? " The Major rose sharply from his chair. . "God bless yon ! " be cI'led. " 1-1 will go to-night. " Bu. wont : and Mias Mellor sat very still 1001t1ng Into the fire till sl10 heard the nrst of the returnlnJ ; hoarders In the hall. ' 1'hon she rotlred to her room. She knelt down hCRlttO the bed and prayed Cor the men and women who had nothing to remember-111111 the people' who did not Corget. I She hnd not forgotten-the girl whom the Major loved , a11l1 who loved the Major : and since liCe is only to lIve once the ' decided to get married and Cace pO\'ert ' togethOl" The girl called and told Miss Mellor about It , and put her arms round her neck. . "You knew , " she whispered. "You Imow ! 'Vo women are ROt the peollo to forget ! " "It Is memory that keeps the world sweet , " said Miss Mellor. " 'Ve have no l'lght to Corget. " 'rhe 1\Iajor's , sweetheart agreed with her then : but being women , they changed their minds afterwards. Miss Mellor's change of opinion Is shown In a letter which came to the Major's wlCe just atter her marrlnge. It enclosed a cancelled IOU : "My dear chl1d : "God prosper 'ou both. " 1 am writing to you rather than to m ) ' old Crlend , the 1\Injor \ , because ho would den ) ' my right to fOl'get , and I you wII ! not. "There are two kinds at things In memory , dear. There are the claims that oUlOrs have upon us , which wo must never forget. There are the calms ] that we have upon other/l / : : and these wo ma ) ' Corget , If--we chooso. I I should never be happ ' whllo I remem. bered the enclosed to the hurt oC your. seU and ) 'our husband. Accept It and , ] et me 1)0 numbered nmong the people ' whom he reclwned lucly-the people who forget what they should Corget. i "Your affectionate Criend , "MARY MELLOR , ( Othorwlse , Levison & Co. ) . " ' 1'he Major's wife also confessed n change of opinion when 1\IIss \ 1\1ellor came to stay with them some months later. "You mnstn't stop , " she said , "when you once begin Corgettlng. You must forget and forgot and Corget ! You must forget the 10ne1lness that made you seem solemn and resen'ed. You must forget to wear fru111plsh od ] things , and dress prettllr , and lool { the nlco creature that you are. You must even Corget that there Is any. thing to forget ! When -Ol1'YO Corgot- ten enough , you'll find some nlco things to remember. Dear , you've two momorles to begin with : the memory oC two people whom ) 'ou'vo made very halJI ) ' . " 'I'be other pleasant memories soon came : and In the curialis way of memories - ories , some of the smallest push them selves to the Cront whenever 1\IIss \ Mel- 101' looks smilingly back. There Is a memory oC a new gown trimmed with lace ; and a. nlem ry of Prof. Drown llUtting up his e 'e-glnBses tl1ree times durln dinner to admire It : and a I memory of a lIttle child who called her "pretty lady : " and a memor " of blushing and smiling anll Ceelln quite young , when the professor tl11'ned from the chIld to her. It Is rather a shame-Caced lIttle , memory which comes next : a m lUory ' oC the first time that Miss MolloI' de. sconded to the wIle/l / : that women , from the time of Mother Eve , have prac. ticed. "Dut-but you might forget me , " she said , "ProCessor ! " And the ProCessor said she was the one being that nothing could ever teach him to forget ! So she and the Professor entered upon a partnership of forgetting and rememborlng : and the partnership was a happy , ono , because the third partner was love : love that picks out the good In others for the people who remember : love that blots out tilO CallIngs of others from the memory oC the people 'Yho for et. Graft In "Personals. " "Tho 'personal columns of newapa. pars make a rich field for swindlers , " sultl 11 detective , "nnd this 'ficld Is sedulously tilled. 'S ppose X .puts In n 'personal' to the effect Umt C. C. S. Is .to wrlto to him , addressing him In the newspa. IJer's care. 'Veil , the IIwlndler : com. llOses n letter , half love and half hard luck , In C. C. S's name , and begs that a remlttanco bo sent. As like as not tllO remlttanco comes. "Suppose again that May Smith , a henrt.broken mother , asks horIon / : Harry to come bacl { home to Squee- dunk In a 'r.'sonal , ' 'rhe swindler nnswers the 'lersonnl' In Harry's name , saying he Is 111 und bogging for 11. . lIttle money. Even though the hcmdwrltlng Is ofC , the mother , l'atber than rlllk : l-epulHlng her own son , Is apt to send the swindler what he asks. "Person Ills' are good things , but the ' who Insert tbom should be care. ful always to withhold addressolS and real nawes , " - - - - - - . " , . , . I - - - - _ . _ - . - - , - " , , , . . _ ' _ - _ - _ - : : : : : : : : ; : : : = = : : : = - IIo = . , ; : : : A NEWSPAPER J-IOLDUP . . ' - - - - - - - - BY , ARTHUR HENDRICK VANDENBERG ( CON'rlght , 1907 , by JOSCllh U. Do"lcs. ) . 1.1 _ - - . : : : . : : : : : - - : : Vun Buren glngorl ) ' Insllcctod the card which the ofilco o ) ' had laid UP011 bls dosle. VIUI Duren wn.a gen. oral mannger nnd helwlest bondholder of the 1\ornlng ( Berah ) , "What In the na.mo . of hel\von brlnr.s Glllotte here ? " he musod. "Perhalls ho's planning to shoot me In my own ofllco. "Show the gentleman In , boy , " he sl1l . Ho reached Cor his heavy walk. Ing stick and st.ood It within com.eni. ent reach a.ralnst . the wall. 'rhon he complaccntly settled bnck In hIs 81111. clous revolvlnJ ; chair to nwalt the entry oC his visitor. Ol1letto looked nn .thlng but belli. gerent. "Ah , my dear Van Huren ! " ho snhI ortuslvoly , oxtendlnc 'his hand across the talJo. ] "Won ) ( you sit down 7" repllod Van Duren , Ignoring the extmulod hand at his visitor. GllIotte fiushod deoply. I "I suppose 'ou'ro mlghUl ) ' sU1'lrlsed to see me to-day , " ho blurted out. "Well , hero's the case In n nutshell. To-morrow 18 election day. You know what that means to me nnd my com. pany. Wo pushed through the common council oC this city a contract Cor Cur. nlshlng 'our people with an adequnto supply of Imro water from l.ake Ge. non. 'rho ultlmato prlco Involved Is a bonus oC $2,000,000 , and the rogulnr schedule rate Cor consumers. 'Vo hnve SIent six montlls ot our tlmo and $60 , . 000 of 01\1' \ money In getting our prollO. sltlon whlJ1ped Into shape a11l1 In se. eUl'lng IInal passage of our franchlso In the council. You and your pnper have OPIJosed us Crom the start. It was 'our doings when the council tacked a referendum clause on the frnn _ hlso beCore it passed. It was 'our doings iVhen the necessary petl. tlons of 15 per cent. of the qualified voters of Larson were compiled , 1'0. qulrlng the suli nlsRlon oC the Cran. chlse to the leoplo for 1 > 011111ar sanc. tIon beCol'e It could hecome binding. Since the potltlons were recorded the l1era1l1 has conBlstent1 . vIllllied Oenoa watol" Wo haven't been able to even buy a line of space In which to placQ. beCoro the people a plain statement oC I fact. What's the result ? With the voting on the refm'ondum 24 hours 'nwa ' , the people 11\0 \ dead ngalnst us , Our only hope of h Stlcco/lsCul / : outcome Is endol'sement In ' to-morl'ow morn- ling'S Herald. I como here , Blr , au. thorlzed to IJl\Y 'ou $10 a IIno Cor I lrlntlng six columns to-morrow which ! . we w1l1 fUl'nlsh you. 'rhllt means that. we stand willing to deliver cash to you at the 1'I\to of $2,800 a column. AdvertisIng SIJI\ce Is aways ] for 6111e. We solicIt 1 > OI'mlsslon to be ndded to yom' I1st of } Jatl'ona. Mar we ? " "Gl\lette \ , " said Van Burenour , Genon Wilter compan ) ' Is rotten to the cO/'e-and / you Imow Il. Now listen , " he contlnuel ) , "I'm glall to admit that I cauBoll the addition of the reC. orendum. I'm glad to admit' tlmt I'vo fought you tooth and null. I'm glud to h01l1' you admit that things wll1 go agulnst you to-morrow unless you can the Hernld for ' ' . use ) 'OUI' moulhplece. But that ) 'OU can't do ! Ten dollars a I1no Is no Inducement ! Wh . , n little while ago I was given to undj3rstnnd that I could have $2 , OOO In cold cash for jUHt Iweplng on the Cenco. 'I'o- mOITow' ! ) Herald w1l1 ho the strongest arraignment of the Genoa 'Vater com. IJIlny over printed hOl'o or unywhol"C. To-morrow'lI : Herald w1l1 be rull fl-om front to back with all the al'gumonts we clln marshul agahut ! your Genoa Watol' C01ll1lllny Ilnd Its $ : ! , OOOOOO stoa ) , " "You are entirely settled upon this course ? " Inquired Gillette. "r nt1rey } , " responded Vnn Duren , riMing. "Then 1 Hay this to 'ou : 'I'hough the otitis he great against UR , the Go. 'noa contract will bo affirmed to-mol' . row. He stood In the doorway for a momont. "It's not too late , " he ven. tured _ " 'I'en dollars a- " " -A word wouldn't tempt mo , " Interrupted the editor. "And 1 want to say to you that this . Intervlow will be printed 'verbatlm to-morrow momlng. I thlnl { my stenographer has It Infact , " I have related this Intervlow to glvo you Homothlng of an Idea of the bitter antagonism existing between the gen. crill manager ot the papOl- upon which 1 was employed as city editor and the lll-omoting agent of the Oenoa Water comJlI.ny. Van Duren had sop.t In. structlons to l1S that the $2 , OO000 ; watel' contract must be defeated , nnd when I Illld Qut the llIlller for election dn ) ' I alii fl'llnk to say that 1. bolleve never was nero cvel'e arraignment at an Bcheme .eVer put Into type. 'I'hel'e RtllI remnlned the task at prop rlng the schedule of " 'I'o-day's Nows. " I was sC1'llwllng this oct as the chimes trom the city hall sounded midnight. I Ilulled out m ) ' watch to verJty the time. When 1 raised my eyes I was looking Into the wicked , 'awnlng har. relR of two shining rovolvors. Uacle of each were keen eyes gllltoning ! through a mask of black. My first Impulse was to shout for holp. But those shining barrels cust nome hYlmotic spoil upon mo nnd my tongue cleaved to 111) ' throat. "Sit down ! " ' gl'ulIly cOOll11unded ono of my aSlaullors. ! 110 dlcterod in ap. pearance from hili fellow only In a jagged Dcar which showed UIJOO his chin below the mask. I II rapped mutely - ly Into my chair. "Do as yoU _ , e told Ilnd you need , ' . . , . . - - - - - - - - . . ' - . _ 11 : Coal' 110 harm I II commanded ho of the uSly scnr. - I reached tor 111 ' Iocltclhook and threw It out upon the bloUer. "We don't want your money , " Inter. rupted the Coremost oC my antagon. latn. 110 ball put hIs gUll bacle In his broad leathern belt and was tumblln In his trousers IJocket for lIomothln ( ; which was ovontu lly forthcoming. The other gUll still lookell my way In gcnUo 1'01111111101' . "IIow long beCoro ) 'ou go to press ? " contlnuelt the SIokesIll n. " 'rhlrt ) ' minutes , " I responded. "Oooll ! " he ojaculatoll. "Now listen ! You are JolnJ ; to kill every URfIWOrl\- \ blo reference In to.morrow's IalJor to the Genoa wah r contrllot ! Instead , you are golnto / lrlnt whut we dl. rec1. " At once I resolved to reCuGo uttCl-ly. But the tollow with the rcvolver drew the run directly under m ' nose and 1 mentally recalled m ' rash resolution. "lIerol" wont on UIO SfJOICCs111an , "ncross UIO tOI1 oC the tl'ont 111\/0 / W ( ! want this sentence In gooll hlack letters tors : 'The lIeralll Advises Voters t(1 Confirm the Oenoa Watet. Contract , ' ' ' My mind pictured Van Buren'l ! 1m. 1)lacahlo wrath It thin thing ever a } ) . peared. 110 throw auothor sheet at 111C' . "Rend Ill" he commallllod. And I 1'0- cited : - "Tho IlerahI- this morning mnlCJ ! public acmowledgl11ent ] that It has hecn I11lstaOn ] In Its opposItion to the Oeno1. water contrnct. Acter oxhaust. Ivo exnmlnatlon of nll l\\'nl1l1.ble ovl. denco wo have como to the conclusion that the only available source for n pure water supply Is this neighboring lake nnd that the oxlstlng oxlgoncy de. mands hnmedlnto notion. 'rllOugh the cost be $2,000,000 , wo bollevo tho. pending Genoa contract should bo con. firmed. Wo advlso every voter to vote af1\rmntlvely. \ " . 'rhe aUdacity oC the scheme nppnlle me I\nd 1 thought , also , oC the ] Jor. aonal consequences If I 1)layed thc PUPIJot IJ1.l't laid down for me. "Como on now , " whispered lilt' /Ipokesman. / : "TaIte tl1ll ! copy to tht' night eilitol' and tel1 him ) 'OU hav\ ) just hnd 'phono 111ossago Crom Vl\n Bl11'on ordering this ehango In IJollcy , ImpreBs upon him the necesslt ) ' for 'lulclc action in ordel' to cl1.tch the whole 10cIIl edition. HomOlhher we 1\1'0 In the doorway amI 11 slnglo falBe stel ) Is lIable to cr Hlo you some Imln. " I IJlcl'ecl U1 > the copy and stnl'tCll Cor McClel1aull'fI room , I Condly cherished a hope for rellof In this avenut' . "lIere'a a pretty mes : : ! ! " I loudly shouted into the night editor's carp I wanted to be tUll'e the nssaulters heard. "Vnn UIll-on hUR just. 'IJhonel1 1I0wn that all 0111' water dehl stuff lJIust e Idl1ed I\nd this rUI1 instead. "HO'/I / : changed front-sa he's comins out In the morning for the Oenon fol. lows. You'll Imye to rllsh thin ! " . I slldllenly hent my helld IJ1U-IIOSIIIg' to droll a warning word Into MoClel , land's ear. But half way down , m - nqck was frozen In Us place. I Celt that cold /Iteel / : beneath my nOEe and qulclt1y jerlOd bllck bolt uIJrlght. "The devil ! " ejaculated the night editor. "You've got ten colu111ns UI ) about the deal on the other Bide ! . 'rhore Isn't enough here f l' ono''co } - umn. Whnt'll you 1111 the rest of the space wUh ? " "Run In some mlscellaneolls 'stuff -ou've got al1 sot lIP , " I Iuggested. ! J\lcClel1and hastily surveyed tlJ.1 copy and thrust It Into the chute. "I'll chase It UI ) nd 8eo' that the chnt Ee stloks ! " he cried , bruBhlng Ilast mo 111111 up the stairs. "Gaud work ! " gruffiy grunted ho oC the ugly scar , returning me to the \In- , I ioasant IJosltion of cowering beCoro the metal Ilerauuders. 'rhere was a momentary whl/lpored / : conCerenco Crom which I was exclud- ed. ' 1'ho former 11101cesman ! did the tulldng. "I'm going \Ilstulrs } to see thut . nver .thlng goel ! according to program - gram , " the former sall1 at length , turning toward me. "You'll stay here with your Crlendlt-I saw him smlle beneath his mask-"untll I como buck , " 'fhen he a.dded to his fellow : "Shoot him Ii he balks ! It It was 20 minutes befol'o the villain roturned. I could only draw upon my Imagination for a IJlcture of the scenes upon the floor abovo. The night editor had quickly 'brought ' the Coreman into conforence. "Only 20 1nutes , Loomis ! " he had cried , "and this change must go through ! 1I0ro ! Set this sentence In bold.faco ( YIIO across the top of the frollt pll e. 'I'hon InBldo , run this par. agraphlt-ho shoved the copy und I' Loornl/l' / : nose as ho 8poko--"at the , head ot the editorial column. F111 up the rest with miscellany ! " McClolland watched the Oleratlons with practised eye , sugge tlng now and then a IlllJor-savinE ; cut or an advantageous - vantageous shirt in make.up. Dcsltle hIm stood a stranger , vi owing the scene In allparenl nonchalance. "Aro you olng to make the change all right ? " the unknown at length ven. tured. "Trust U5 for that ! " I"enssured the night editor. "All right ! " the foreman caIled to McClellnnd. "Cloar sull1ng ! " "Oood ! It ejaculated the atranrer. "Aro ) 'ou going to the press room ? " "Yea I think I'll see It through , " re. sponded the night man. . "won , good luck ! I'm solng to leave _ 4' ' ' ' ' ' ' _ . _ - _ _ r - - . . . . . . . . . . . - . _ - , ' " I 'ou. " Th ( ! slrangcr waved n tarewoll I 11111111. When he returned to the Ooor I below the CorClJOlllnc bh\c ] { mRBk wns agmn In pncc. ] 'rhoro was a hnll ( ' ( ) nCorQnco. Then the leader IIdvnneed. "Yoll will nccompany thla ml . )1 , " ho said to 1110 , "and slQ. ' where ho put ) 'ou. You \\111 bo released to-morrow ovenlng-uctCI' the Iolls ) are closed , And sn ' , young follow I" he oC the ! Jcnr shouted aCtor us , I1lhhesslng : mo , " 'Oll needn't try to hutch up any scheme for esCalJC. It won't do you an ' good , In the first 11I\CO ] , and In the 'Jecond plnco , ) ' 011 couldn't IJr1nt nn. other paper If 'ou wanted to , because I'm going to stny hero and spllm the presses JUGt ns Boon as our edition Is In the 111nIlIng room , " M ' companion bl'lsldy whlslu.'i1 me Into a waiting cab. Our rough jour. noy never stoPlod until wo alightetJ 110fOl-o n country tavern which I hall never scen beCore. - ' ) 'ho sequel to this stl'Unso tale can bD Cl'owd d Into 1brleC IlUl'Ugrnph. I did not rench town ulltH the mornlnE ; rOlIowlng ] ectlon. It IJQoms thnt the lIernld appearCl } on t1mo ' 1'nesda ' morning. Van Duren wus st1"1tcl ( dumh with amazemcnt when his 1)1111.:1' : was laid beside hla I1l"el\lCn/lt / : plnte. lIe .had an tI C IJa. } . tel ) wllh a good denl of pleasure the satls. raotion attendant upon the lIubllcn tlon on election morning oC the GcaUI. lug m'rl\lgnment oC Genoa watet' for whIch the " ' IJ1"ogl'Um called , Without tonchlng his hrenltCust ho started Cor the of11co. lIe rnshod up : ho Htn.Irs to the editorial delJartlnent : md Counll It mockingly OmlJty. On ho wont to the comlQslnE ; room , but hol'e the IIl10types alone mnlntalned a stolid s01ltl\1' ' vigil. There was llano to mulce oxplunatlon. HcaJlzlng that the HeraIll's appar. ont endorsement would throw the 10. sue In Cnvol' of Genon water , Van IIm'on qulc1.h' Illannel1 n counteract- In camIJIIIg-u. 110 laid out a filulns flonunclatOl'y IJostOl' , stating thut the I'ulorsomenl fr0111 his IlUbllcation was a fl'l1IlIl. Before the Inl ( was dry ho hnd the fOl'OIlJllll of his Iress room In th otnce. "Cnn rou rlln ofC 50,000 ot these In l Wo colors befol'o noon ? " bo asl\Cll. "Cnn't ho done , sir , " was the 1'0. sponse. ' ' ' 1'ho } II'esses Ul'O Ollt of com. mission. A lIu'go 6pl1O hns been . 1Il'Iven Into the cogs nnd wo cannot stal't the wheels unlll the whole thing Is talcon aIJUrt. " "A SII1o I" ejaculated Van Buren. , ' ' 'rhat wns never an accldont ! " "Oh. 110 , " agreed the Corolllan. "It \'Illn dOl1o Il11l'posely , " "Can you get the job done at ether 8hop81" ho IIsked. "Yes , sir , hy sp1lt1lng It UI ) . " "Well , split It ! 1 want 1i0,000 of these postera In my hands at noon , regardless oC cost , " 'rho Ioster/l ) / : were 11111(10 ( and ch'cu. lulell. 'rho' voter was thl'own com. Illolely Into the all' . 110 lenow not whol11 to hellovo. In hll ! doubt he ar. ucd lhnt the safest thing was to vote l1egath'ol ) " . And thus 110 marlwd his ballot. 'l'he Genoa contract was deCentod by an ovorwholmlng majority. I WIIS able to I'ench the clt . just ns the definite " ( 'suits hecamo I1llp ren1. You can realize my Int0l1l30 relieC to Imow that the plot In which I had becol11o an un. w1Iling purUchJllnt had Called. Van Buren was utterly astounded . when he heard my tale. - "Who do YOIl thlnlc tllp man behind the masks were ? " ho asccd. ] "Don't lenow , " I replIed. " 'I'he leader bow an ugly SClll' upon his chin , " "A tlcar ! " 01'1011 Vun Duron. "Upon his chin ! " "Ycs , " I repeated In astonlshmont. "What of It ? " "it was Gllletto ! " he murmured. Paderewskl Versus Mozart. The Htol'y ot how ana of Paderew. sll's most popular compositions came to be written was told recently in Lon on by t110 famous composer' " wlfo. It was In these earllor days when tIle master pianist was a protesoor at the " 'arsaw conservatory , and the scene was the 110me of the Polish poet Swletzocl1owskl , who had just expressed Ute opinion that no living composer could compare In belluty and simplicity with Mozart. At the moment Ignuco Paderewskl merely shrugged his shoulders , but the fol. l lowing evening ho apIJOared , asking pel'l11lsslon to play 101' the poet a little - tlo Mozartlan thing which perhaps ho did not know. Then ho played hlo own famous mlnuot. - . "All ! " exclaimed Swletzochowskl , triumphantly , as the last note died away , "now you must aCknowledge thut a composition lIke that could not have been written In our time. " "Perhalls , " came the l1ulet reply : "only It happens that I composed It this forenoon-Llpplncott's Maga. zlne. " MIlitary Pope. Pope Jullns II. , who died In It' ' 13 , was the first pope to allow his benrd to grow In order , It was said , to In. spire creator respect among the faith. rul. He was called the mUItary pope , When 1\l1cbl.el Ancelo was maldns his statue he said to him : "I1Jy Father - thor , shall I Illacc a book In your - hlUld ? " "No , " IlDswered hfs hollnes9 , "n sword rather-I know better how to ha1dle It. "
