Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1902-12-30

CHAPTER XVIII
Mr.. Grips fury was something fright
full to behold when he returned to his
own office with the roll of drawings Irene
had given him lie flung the paper on
the tioor-then kicked the roll across the
room.
Curse aim, I'll pay him off for this.
Oh, he'll get payday. / always pay my
debts-doE't owe any man a dollar-don't
owe any man an i'll turn, either. And I'll
pay her off-won't II Oh, no! Maybe /
won't"
And so this quiet v.ell-dressed, proper
looking person caperod about his room.
The world could not see him, and he had
high jinks all alone.
And III swallow that story? Not
much. III make him surrender his whole
interest. He's got my note by this time
il he gets home early-that'll brighten
him out of his wits. Hell come down as
gingery as Crockett's coon. Oh, he's
coming right down. And when he is on
his knees to me''-arother vicious kick
at the roll--"Ill tell him-when he's made
his whole interest over to NELL tell
him he owes his precious neck to me-"
And then the most respectable looking,
quietly moving man in the world struck
out viciously with both hands, like man
hitting a hated object This ebullition
was at its height when light. Il very
light, rap sounded at Mr.. Gripp's office
door.
Now, Mr.. Gripp'S Office was in an out
of-the-way place. |: was near the wharf,
in locality rarely Greauented by the
female portion of Pittsburg. SO, when
Mr.. Grip opened MS door suddenly. and
beheld woman standing before it, he
was taken somewhat by surprise.
We'll, what is it? What do you
WANT"
She was a poorly dressed woman, you
may be sure. for Grip always deferred
TO weli-dressed people.
If you please, you are Mr.. Gripp, amt
You? My rame is
No matter what your name is. Out
with your Grand
The woman. whose features were par
TALLY concealed with large sunbonnet,
that looked very odd in that place in that
season, bowed her head.
My boy IS worried Ever since he
carried a message for you to Allegheny
he's been watched he says"
For me? | sent no message to any
body. Its a mistake, tell you
Il know my boy is telling the truth.
He can't be mistaken He says you've
sent him crrands often. Now he's afraid
there's danger for hiil. You send him
an errand to-day. Now he says there's
IL boy haunting my house till he comes
out-a boy that met him and seen him de-
liver the message. And you told him
nobody il the world must know you
sent it."
See here, now, said Grip. assuming
an oily tone, Il never sent any message
by amy boy. do my own errands. Your
son is lying, that's the truth. Now. YOU
tell him not 10 lie any more. And don't
you worry about me. You take care Of
your son. or he may so to the pcniten-
uary some OF these dais"
He WAS on the poini of shutting the
door IN her face, wheh she put aut a
hand
You must listen to me. / am an nom
est woman. and | viii try to save my hoy.
He may be bad; bar he is not as bad as
those who employ him" Her defiant
tone amazed aud angered Mr.. Gripp.
See here, my good woman-''
Silence! am not yeur good woman.
sir"
"Oh. you STAT Then who are you?o
The woman pashed her bonnet back.
and looked him feaTlessly in the face.
Mr.. jackson Grip reeoiied suddenly. He
recoiled. AID shrank as he recoiled. But
he recovered himself instantly. as most
brassy men do.
"You are Martha Walters"
Martha Walters that was-Mrs. Cole
now"
Cole Cole.n Grip stared at her.
glsred al her. then drew a long breath.
Yes. Nor you see i know You.
warn YOU that my son viii not lie for
you. He will tell the truth. the whole
truth. You Aave had him run with mes
SageS you charged him he must never
reveal. You bave frightened him He
Is watched. know it. Ii anything evil
happens. he VIII tell al he knows.
come 10 wara You never. never TO employ
my son sgaia. You knaw | am honest
mo one knows better; You know l
could tell scene strange: things Of You.
II tell halt know. Mi. Grip Will tot
be held SO high by anyaedy."
Pooh. Y0u and your brat must think
/ am fool, What would tell boy
He can say what he likes: you can say
what you Hike
And be sapt the door lin her face. Ii
was Ike Gripr. but il was the last thing
he should have done. Martha Walters
enmity was not good thing FOR him.
aud when she famed ID until It blazed
ont into actiaa il bodice; Mr. Gripp no
good.
She pondered s rApmeaf. then walked
away with TIE arm. resolve that Mr..
Grips mysterious erTanes should he Sig5-
ed 70 the actfon III order that hcr ~on
might be exanersted in season. If any.
thing unlawful ,sas asoie. and siSo ii
the hosc that the experigace would b.
warning sa Him. lie had not applied the
pocket money he earned from Mr. Grip
70 good aarppses, But ;lis mother had
known worse BOYS 70 MAXI excellent men.
And she. was desermiaedtto fight Tor hec
son.
- she walked direct fram Mr.. Grinn's
Office IL the headquarters 81 tue police,
sound the ealtf in. ard ms;sir her business +
- plain 20 him thar he. thought there
must BE- something in it Possibly here
WAS = c.ew Se : very important matter.
lie said sa himself as Mrs. Cole disap-
peare1. And the sequel ;prOved he was
right.
~ CHAPTER xIX.
Martha Coles son had reason to shink