Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1906-01-31
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CHAPTER XXVII.-Coxr1N,yEn
copyright. 1901, BY The Boobs-N Merrill

'You don't understand, David. II
judge and an unbiased jury-you and
those who are implicated with you:
but you'll get neither in this machine
ridden state"
I'VE are going to have both, after
you have filled your two C0lumns-by
the way, you are still saving those two
columns for me, aren't you?-in to-
morrow mornings Argus. Or rather,
I'm hoping there will be no need for
either judge or jury
The night editor shook his head
again, and once more he said, my
heaven!" adding: What could you
possibly hope to accomplish? You'll
get the receiver and his big boss out
OF the state for few minutes, or pos
sibly for few hours, if your strike
makes them hunt up another railroad
to return on. But what will it amount
to? Getting rid of the receiver
doesn't annul the decree of the
court
Kent fell back on his secretiye habit
yet once again.
Il don't care to anticipate the eli.
max, Hildreth. BY one o'clock one Of
two things will have happened: you'll
get a wire that will make your back
hair sit up, or I'll get one that will
make me wish I'd never been born.
Let it rest at that for the present; you
have work enough on hand to fill up
intprvo1 hoy
can distribute those aflidavits l gave
you among the compositors and get
them into type. l want to see them
IN the paper tomorrow morning, along
with the other news
'Oh, We can't do that, David! The
time isn't ripe. You know what l told
you about
If the time doesn't ripen tonight,
Hildreth, it never will. Do as tell
you, and get that stuff into type. Do
more; write the hottest editorial you
can think of, demanding to know If it
isn't time for the people to rise and
clean out this stable once for ALL
by Jove! David, I've half a num-
mind to do it. If you'd only unbut-
ton yourself a little, and let me see
what my backing is going to be"
"All in good season." laughed
Kent. "Your business for the pres.
ent moment is to write; I'm going
down to the Union station
what for?" demanded the editor.
ITO see if our crazy engineer is still
mistaking his orders properly"
Hold on a minute. How did the
enemy get wind of your plot so quick
ly? You can tell me that, can't you?"
"Oh, yes; l told you Hawk was one
Of the party in the private car. He
foil off at the yard limits station and
came back to town.
The night editor stood up and con-
fronted his visitor.
David, you are either the coolest
plunger that ever drew breath-or the
bub-biggest fool. I wouldn't be stand
Ing in your shoes tonight for two
such railroads as the T-W."
Kent laughed again and opened the
door.
II suppose not. But you know there
Is no accounting for the difference in
tastes. l feel as if had never really
lived before this night; the only thing
that troubles me Is the fear that some
body or something will get in the way
of my demented engineer"
He went out into the hall, but as
E1ildreth was closing the door he
turned back.
There is one other thing that I
meant to say: when you get your two
columns Of sensation, you've got to be
decent and share with the Associated
press"
'*Im dud-dashed if do!" said Hill
dreth, fiercely.
"Oh, yes, you will; just the bare
facts, you know. You'll have all the
exciting details for an exclusive to
say nothing of the batch of affidavits
In the oil scandal. And it is of the
last Importance to me that the facts
shall be known tomorrow morning
wherever the Associated has WIRE"
Go away!" said the editor, land
dud-don't come back here till you can
uncork yourself like man and a
Cuc-Christian! Go off, l say!"
1t wanted but few minutes of II
when Kent mounted the stair to the
dispatcher's room in the Union sta
ton. He found M'Tosh sitting at
Donohue's elbow, and the saunders on
the glass-topped table were cracking
like overladen wires in an electric
storm.
"Strike talk" said the train-master.
Every man on both divisions wants
to know what's doing. Got your news
paper string tied up all right"
Kent made sign of assent.
I'VE are waiting for Mr.. Patrick
Callahan. Any news from him."
Plenty of it. Patsy would have a
story to tell, all right, if he could stop
to put it on the wires. Durgan ought
to have caught that blamed right-of-
way man and chloroformed him."
II found him messing, as 'phoned
you. Anything come of it,"
Nothing fatal, guess, since Patsy
Is still humping along: But Hawks
next biff was more to the purpose.
He came down here with Halkett's
chief clerk, whom he had hauled out
of bed, and two policemen. The plan
was to fire Donahue and me, and put
Bicknell In charge. It might have
worked if Bicknei!d had the sand.
But he weakened a. the last minute:
admitted that ho waS7't hip ono,,uh IN