The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1905-04-27

| hnOW yOu &ulAVthO SA0nhs
exclaimed Maddox, impatjently, ~ he
glanced around the small hall bed
room In which they were talking.
How long have you been in this hole
in-the-wall, anyway.
Long enough to save some money,
and every penny counts In this fight,
Dave"
81 think you overdo IT,"
Possibly, but it's good training in
case We lose"
"You mean"
"I mean I'm ruined, old man, IL we
fail at the election. I don't think the
( banks would carry me six months
longer, even II the price of the stock
kept up, which 1t won't. Trundell
will flood the market with shares after
the election and catch mine on the
fall. But what's the use of being dole
ful? We've done all we can, and might
as we'll sit down and wait"
Maddox shook his head.
I'VE haven't done all we can," he
insisted, until the story of that meet
ing has been told. You can't calculate
the effect of public opinion. Told In
the right way, that story would be
more than likely to change some vote,
and | believe the papers would raise
such row that more than one man
would hesitate to support those fel-
lows. I'm going to send for Bob Fer
ris. of the Record"
mo, Dave, there's no use fighting
! hot In, hn
washing your dirty line in public"
Not unless the public's interested.
But tell you they would be interest
ed in this case. II must be tried, any
way"
ITS useless, Dave. and I-well,
don't like to fight that way. I'd have
to accuse those people of being rob-
bers and wreckers and"
Maddox stared at the speaker in as
constituent.
well, aren't they?" he gasped. 1T
strikes me you didn't mince words
much when last you met"
"Yes, but"
Kennard paused in evident confu-
sion and Maddox laughed.
"Out with 1t, Jack, old man." he ex-
claimed; you're the poorest liar !
think ever heard. Give us your real
reason"
Kennard did not answer for a mo-
ment. Then he looked straight into
Dawes eyes.
81 can't do IL because" then he
stopped short and added quickly-"be-
cause I've been Mr. Harlan's guest and
and he's been mine. Don't you un-
dertsand?'
Maddox thought he understood. The
inquiry Miss Harlan?" rose to his
lips, but he checked II and merely
shrugged his shoulders as he an
swered:
"All right, Jack. But If something
should happen to leak out through
some hole or another, still have faith
enough in human nature to believe"
Kennard laid his hand on the speak,
er's shoulder and regarded him stead
lily.
1T mustn't leak out, Dave--it
mustn't leak out at ALL
Then Maddox felt sure he under
stood, and taking Kennard's hand in
his, shook It firmly.
'All right, old man." he answered,
earnestly, fen leaks as the boys
say"
When Maddox called at the Office Of
the Confederated Companies and asked
permission to look over the list Of
stockholders. the fact was immediate
ly reported to Mr.. Trundell, who re-
ceived the information with evident
satisfaction.
Counting noses. are they?" he
laughed. Much good may it do EN-.
The names on the books won't mean
anything to them. They'll never dis
cover anything"
But Maddox did discover something.
He noticed that large block of stock
had lately been transferred by Joshua
Harlan to his daughter, Leslie.
1t was not, however, until he had
thought over this for a night, that
he called upon Mrs. Danville Parsons
and told her everything he knew, and
sSihe of the things he suspected, about
John Kennard, the Confederated Com
panies, and others.