Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1901-09-19
A Chase for
Millions * *
THE editorial rooms of the Daily
pancil;nos nrASaDtad q soane of

81 Pencilings presented a scene OF
activity. Men of brains and energy
contributed their best efforts to gain
the favor of the public, and were amp
" rewarded by the encomiums passed
3 upon the broad platform established
some 20 years. Vigorous and concise
8 were the summaries of volumes of sta
g tistics, reducing them to a condensa-
stion that practically benefited the
1.-THE reader.
q Two young men were holding con-
sversation in a remote corner where
5the desks were not so thickly placed.
Zone was tall and of a serious manner,
Awhile the other was a typical Bohe-
3mian, careless, happy-golucky, art
distic, clever and dare devil as to ad-
sventure in assignments. He was dis
Scussing the latest sensation, the re-
8ported engagement of prominent So
3cial woman to a titled grandee.
q "Blake, all women are conquered by
8the glitter of gold. dts a case of if
s yo' amt got no money, you needn't
come round Grace Ward knows
(which side her breads buttered on"
The remarked In a contemptuous tone.
"You are all wrong, Johnson" re-
Sturned Blake, wincing under the 9th
4er's careless words. "Miss Ward was
Anot dazzled by the glitter of gold. OPP
a portunity is like a diamond in the
Trough; it is spurned by man in its
4crude state, but coveted when it illum-
:sinates the jeweled gates of Happiness
4and Content in the land of Successful
&Attainment. Miss Ward appreciates
@opportunity, and, furthermore, the no.
Nbleman has intellectually and man
4hood to recommend him."
q "Where did Miss Ward live before
q the Fairbanks took her up?" Queried
d johnson.
"She came from Kings Kettle, near
81 LadyOank, Ffeshire, Scotland, when
q quite young-but the time flies, John
3 son, and 1 must finish this" was the
reply of Blake.
"All right, Ned, must be going,
4 too. That last edition of yesterday
y lacked a romance: am going out to
Il find one-in the Sums"
q Frank johnson nodded to the older
man, buttoned his ulster against the
q winter blasts and stepped off, whist
81 ling softly the latest popular air.
n Zone man hit In that quarter once,
III believe-accounts for the precise
B knowledge of her former home. Welll
q she's a beauty and Lord Alfred will
have no cause to sigh over good
81 figure-head for his household. That's
8 hardly fair to the lady-but the way
the dear Four Hundred tighten their
%grasp upon a poverty-stricken noble
81 man with bedimmed title reminds
e me of nothing more than the LAGOON.
81 declare, young, Innocent girls are
81 trained, taught to this exchange OF
4. their charming youth for the palsied
Inland Of age, and It's attendant serpen-
81 tine coils of title, decayed ruin of
z chateau or castle, and they submit
Z SO tenderly. 1t is beyond me, for these
y proud, fearless American girls endure
81 tortures known only to themselves"
Il Thus ran the thoughts of johnson
b as he marched along the thoroughfare,
q but he was no nearer TO solving the
Emystery than before. Meanwhile Ned
3 Blake was not so mindful Of copy
b as he had intimated to Johnson. Mem
K orv had reminded him of the days
b when the letters of Grace Ward had
b flown to him like flock of tiny blue
Z birds breathing love and affection and
z happy future. Now all was changed.
b A Misunderstanding coldness, silence,
b the advent of Lord Alfred Bruce, i'm
81 portunities of friends and-the en-
b gagement.
johnson is bright, breezy fellow" "
81 reflected Blake, as he leaned his weary
b head against the chair, "and as sharp
q as a steel trap. He would make an
n excellent correspondent Of an explor-
s. ing expedition, as he enjoys adventure
Eth speak TO Henderson about him
EHe Is too contemptuous of the follies
and foibles of humanity to sue
B coed here. He spoils good story
l by having sympathetic or antagon-
& istic chord relative to 1t. BY Jove!
h must get out of here and have some
air and quiet"
81 Blake had been working at a terrible
M pace for months and he was even now
3 straining every nerve to accomplish
more than wan expected of him
through the feverish restless striving
h from thoughts of himself. Work was
b the panacea. What mattered 1T if he
g did lie awake night after night con
scious of gradual loss of strength fol
3 the days labor, If at the close of the
conflict for sleep he fell into a com
b atose state, neither awake nor sleep
ing, wherein a delicious, restful Ian
guor predominated, granting him float
8 ing visions of the woman he loved.
4 Upon his brow he felt the gentle
Hkouch of her cool fingers; he heard hel
murmur words of pity and tenderness
lH in low, sweet tones, and for few mo
i9 ments his soul seemed to leave TIT
Ebody and float with hers, as did Fran
Ecesca and Paola, through space.
rM It was worth the hard grind of th'
81 wearisome day to welcome night, thu
old struggle and once more this de
Elicious and dreamy languor. Surei.
EParadise could confer no more ex
.,Euuisite sensation than was grantee
S him in this hour of the early dawn. A
!, y the suns rays flashed through tn
broom and the discordant sounds o
"a early traffic broke rudely on this rev
M erie, he arose unrefreshed, depresse
/ in spirits, feverishly anxious to TAX
up the duties of the day.
q With a sigh of relief, Ned Blake
NJ managing editor, pushed the cop
AZ from him, arranged his desk, locked
t carefully, summoned boy and deli'
= err ed certain instructions. He left tn
boom and in few moments was @
the street where the lights danced an
fickered like will O. the wisps undo