The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1906-08-23
IRIS lips. He nodded. go on

Dannie's done nothing to you to
make you wish to hurt him, for you
are hurting him. He doesn't admit it,
but l KNOW
II hope so," said Ryder tersely. 81
should hate to think my energy had
been entirely wasted
A look of panied surprise crossed
Roger Oallley's face. He was quite
shocked at the un-Christian feeling
Gritf was displaying. mo. you don't
mean that!' he made haste to say.
You can't mean it."
Can't II" cynically.
Roger Oakley stole glance from
under his thick, bushy eyebrows at the
editor. He wondered if an apt quota
ton from the Scriptures would be of
any assistance The moral logic with
which he had intended to overwhelm
him had somehow gone astray. He
presented the singular spectacle of a
man who was in the wrong and who
knew he was in the wrong and was
yet determined to persist in it.
There's something I'll tell you that
/ haven't told any one else" He
glanced again at Ryder to see the eff
feet of the proposed confidence, and
again the latter nodded for him to go
OH.
II am going away. haven't told
my son vet, but I've got it all planned.
and when am gone you won't have
any reason to hate Dannie. will you?'
That's an admirable idea. Mr.. Oak
ley. and If Dannie, as you call him. has
half your good sense he'll follow your
example"
mo; he can't leave. He must stay
He's the manager of the road, with
evident pride. He's got to stay, but
I'll 60 Won't that do just as well?"
little anXiously, for he could not
fathom the look on Ryder's dark face.
Ryder only gave him smile in an
swer, and he continued hurriedly:
"You see, the troubles been about
me and my working in the shops. If
hadn't come here there'd have been
no strike. AS for Dannie, he's made a
man of himself. You don't know and
don't know how hard he's worked
and how faithful he's been. What I've
done mustn't reflect on him. 1t all
happened when he was little boy
SO high," extending his hand.
"NIr. Oakley said Ryder coldly and
msultingly, II propose, if can, to
make this town too hot to hold your
son, and l am grateful to you for the
unconscious compliment you have paid
me by this visit"
"Dannie don't know I came" quick
ly.
mo, don't suppose he does. l take
it it was an inspiration of your own"
Roger Oakley had risen from his
seat.
Whats Dannie ever done to you?"
he asked, With just the least percepti-
bile tremor in his tones.
Ryder shrugged his shoulders. 1--WE
don't need him in Antioch
The old NAV mastered his wrath and
said gently:
You can't afford to be unfair, Mr..
Ryder. No one can afford to be unfair.
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i'll what you know to be wrona
To maintain his composure required
a great effort. In the riotous days of
his youth he had concluded most argu-
ments in which he had become i'll
volved with his fists. Aged aud bro
ken, his religion overlay his still vigor-
Gus physical strength 4 1T thinly, us Il
ders and stood erect, like IL man in his
prime, and giowereI heavily on the
editor.
II trust YOU have always been able
to make :.islt your guiding STAR re,
tortel Ryder jeeringly. The anger in
stantly faded from the old convict's
face. He was recalled to himself.
Ordinarily-th that is, in the presence
of otllers--Ityder would have felt bound
to treat Roger Oakley with the defer
ence due to his Years. Alone, as they
We're, lie was restrained by no such OBJ
legation. lie was in an ugly mood,
and he proceeded to give it rein.
II wish you'd mind your own bust
ness" he said suddenly. What do
you mean by coming here to tell me
what l ought to do? If you want to
know, LII tell you what Pm going to
do. am going to hound you and that
precious son of yours out of this part
of the country
The old man Strengthened up again
as Ryder spoke. The restraint of years
dropped from him in twinkling. He
told him he was Il scoundrel and he
prefaced it With an oath, Il slip he did
not notice in his excitement.
''IIey. What's that."
You're scoundrel.' repeated Roger
Oakley, White With rage. He took a
step around the table and came nearer
the editor. II don't know but what l
ought to break every bone in your
body! You arc Try ing to ruin my son."
He hit the table mighty blow with
his clinched fist and, thrusting his head
forward, glared into Ryder's face.
You have turned his friends against
him. Why, he amt got none left any
more. They have all gone over to the
other side. And you done it, you done
it, and its got to stop!'