Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1906-10-04

done mustn't reflect on MIN. 1t all
happened when he was a little boy
10 high" extending his hand.
"Mr. Oakley" said Ryder coldly and
lnsultingly, II propose, If l can, to
make this town too hot to hold your
Bon, and 1 am grateful to you for the
unconscious compliment you have paid
me by this visit"
"Dannie don't know l came" quick
y.
mo, I don't suppose he does. l take
1t it was an inspiration Of your own"
Roger Oakley had risen from his
seat.
"What's Dannie ever done to you?'
he asked, with just the least percepti-
bic tremor in his tones.
Ryder shrugged his shoulders. 1--WE
don't need him in Antioch"
The old man mastered his wrath and
said gently:
You can't afford to be unfair, Mr..
Ryder. No one can afford to be unfair,
You are too young a man to persevere
in what you know to be wrong"
To maintain his composure required
q great effort. In the riotous days OF
his youth he had concluded most argu.
mentS in which he had become il.
volved With his fists. Aged and bro.
ken, his religion overlap his Still vl-ur
Gus physical strength but thinly, us 4
veneer. He squared his massive sho....
ders II stood erect, like u man III III,
prime, and glowered heavily On ,nl
editor.
81 trust you have always been uo.l
to make right your guiding star" re.
torted Ryder jeeringly. The anger il.
stantly faded from the old convic,'
face. lie was recalled to himself.
Ordinarily-that is, i'll the preseAc,
of others-I!yder would have felt bounl
to treat Roger Oakley with the defer
ence due TO his years. Alone, as tl4,
were, he was restrained by no such o.,
legation. He was in an ugly moou
and he proceeded to give it rein.
Il wish you'd mind your own bus!
ness" hc said suddenly. what dl
you mean by coming here to tell Inc
what ought to do? If you want te
know, III tell you what I'm going Il
90. am going to hound you and tilAt
precious son of yours out Of this par
OF the country"
The OLD man Strengthened up aga.
as Ryder spoke. The restraint OF year.
cropped from him in a twinkling. He
told him he vas u scoundrel, AMI he
pre1aced it with an oath, a Slip he die
not notice in his excitement.
Hey. WHAT'S that!'
GU re a scoundrel!" repeated Roger
oakley, white with rage. He took 8
step around the table and came nearer
the editor. II don't know but what
ought to break every bone in 0
pouy! lou are trying to ruin my SOM
ne nit the table a mighty blow Will
LIS el'hched fist and, thrusting his heaC
forward, glared into Ryder's face.
Aou nave turned his friends agains.
MN. Why, he amt got none left an,
more. They have all gone over to tho
oher SIDE. And you done it, you done
H. ana It's got to stop!''
htyder had been taken aback for tht
moment by Roger Oakley's fierce an
ger, which vibrated in his voice anl
nashed in his dark, sunken eyes.
Get out Of here!" he shouted, los
Ing control Of himself. Get out or III
kick you out!''
When I'm ready to 20 III leave" re
torted the old man calmly, land tina,
VIII be when I've said my say"
you'll go now" And he showed hin
III the direction of the door. The shov,
was almost a blow, and as it fell ~,
us broad chest Roger Oakley CAV,
a hoarse, inarticulatc cry and struc,
out with his heavy hand. RYDER star
eered back, caught at the end OF IN,
table ns he plunged past 1t and fell nj,
'ehslh upon the floor. The breath
wHisiltd sharply from the old man.
iips, There" he muttercd, .,youl
Reep your hands off,
Ryder did not speak or NOV. All
was flushed mud stll IN The room
suddenly u nervous chIli seized N. olu
'oh''ct ~" shook from head 10 heel
dldhl in"nh 10 bit You" be saIa
spehklbg 10 the PROSTATE npur. n, nj.
reef Here. lei me help you"