The herald., 1894-10-28


face. but she turned her head away and
merely asked: What is the new editor
like, pspe ?"
HE appears we'll enough and is a
bright, capable young man, my dear.
He looked quite travel worn, or eome-
thing at Erst, but he is handsome fel-
low. | shall invite him to the house
sometime"
Eyes, do, please do, pspa." There
was an eager tone to the words, bat the
Judge did not potice.
When Flossie Hallet went to her room
a few minutes later her face bore
troubled look. Before retiring che held
quite an excited conversation with her-
self. OF course she had the last words
and they we're something like this: HE
laughed at our plans did he: The
wretch! Perhaps I'll laugh at his some
day, who knows"
The new paper was success from the
start. People liked the edieor and the
paper. Dick had spent several delight
full evenings at the house OF hie en-
ployer and the presence of the judges
handsome daughter helped to make
them moro delightful than they might
have been without it.
Just six months after the first isaue of
the Record Judge Hallet gave grand
ball at his residence in honor OF the new
editor. Dick was the lion of the hour.
He was an universal iavorite with the
ladies', but there was no mistaking the
fact that he had formed q strong attach
ment for Flossie Hallet. And she-well,
the other girls all agreed. che acted per-
fectly ridiculous over it. Near the close
OF the evening while the Intoxicating
strains of a popular waltz were dying
out, and the merry dancers began stroll
ling through the csnde-lghted grounds,
Flossie asked Dick to accompany her to
the reading room. She had something
20 show him, she said. Oi course Dick
was most happy TO do 90.
"Miss Hallet." he said, as he took
her arm in his. "do you know | think
you would make a-er-that is, you
seem like a."
Like what, Mr.. Walton ?"
Like person who would make
good EDITORS wifeW
She gave little start. Dick felt her
fingers tighten on her arm, and he mis-
took the movement. Nothing but her
quick reply saved him for the time.
"Mr. Walton, you compliment me;
but 1 must be excused," she replied,
terribly agitated, but evidently trying to.
conceal the fact.
They had entered the library and che
left him to get the thing she had prom.
ised to show him. 1t was an old copy of
San Francisco paper. She pointed to
an advertisement. Dick took the paper.
He remembered the advertisement;
remembered having written it, and
wondering what would be the result. A
homely old adage came into his mind:
"Strike while the iron is hotW She
thought OF the plan to start newspa-
per herself, and when her father had
laughed and said how ridiculous he
him this advertisement and the matter
bad thus been settled. When she fin.
ished Dick stood gazing at her with
look in his eyes she had never seen
there before 1.-The music is Just start
ing again. Mr.. Walton; shall we re-
turn?" she asked.
Not yet.' He turned to her and
held out his hand.
Miss Halet-Flossie, let me say
something to you, won't you? You
have just told me that it was you who
brought me here, won't you keep me
here now, won't you be my wife ?''
She had not tried to stop him. She
let him finish. Then she said slowly:
"Mr. Walton, l did help to bring you
here, IL" she nearly broke down, but
quickly recovered and went on. "And
now will tell you what for" As che
paused, shs thought OF her fathers
wrongs during the campaign and her
mothers memory crowded into her
mind. and her face lighted up with an
inward fire.
II thought you would prove better
friend to my father and myself. Father
has spoken to you OF my wishes.
wanted to avenge my wrongs; to throw
back at the other editors their false ac-
cusations; to utterly crush them. You
laughed at me. Good night, Mr.. Wal
ton, am going to my room. You can
fnd your sway to the ball room alone.
think" She passed out through the
door. leaving him silent and alone.
Dick did not ind his way to the ball
room nor did he care to. He left the
house without 80 much az farewell to
his friends Or his kind host and employ
er. He did not sleep that night. Per-
haps he would. had he known that in
the Hallet mansion there was another
who passed o sleepleas night, and a
fearful one.
Readers of the Record did not notice
any change in the editorial policy of the
paper, but they saw one in it's business
methods. 1t was more aggressive.
Numerous schemes were worked, all
with great success. They all showed
originality. enterprise, skill and pluck.
In the meantime Mr.. Richard Walton
wentiittle in society. Too much buai.
ness on hand, he explained to the
ladies.
One day there appeared in his editor
ial columns, this:
1--WE are called upon today to chroni-
Gle the demiss OF our esteemed contem-
porary. the Bugls. Financial difficulty
and other complications were the i'm.
mediate cause OF its failure, We are in
clinsd to believe, however, that its ut
terances during the last campaign
helped to hasten its demise"
That evening Dick had made an en-
gaeement to meet the Judge at his house
and talk over future plans for enlargine
the paper and covering the field left
open by the death of the opposition
sheet. The judge was absent when be
arrived at the house, so it happened
that MiHs Flossie ushered him in and
led him to seat in the library. She
could not leave the room until the re-
turn of her father, but chose to turn
her back on, Dick. and, picking up a
copy of the Record, commenced to read. 4
Suddenly che paused over an editorial.
1t was her first intimation of the failure
of the hated rival. She turned to Dick.
ssMr Walton ia IL trna the Ruolo ha,