The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1907-05-09
CHAPTER vi,

CHAPTER vi.
AS passed through my Office a few
minutes later heard Bob's voice in
Beulah Sands Office. It was raised
In passionate eloquence
Yes, Beulah, have done it single.
handed. I have crucified Camemeyer,
STANDARD OIL and the system that
spiked me to the cross few weeks
ago. You have three millions, and I
have seven. Now there is nothing
more but for you to go home to your
father, and then come back to me.
Back to me, Beulah, back to me to be-
my wife!"
He stopped. There was no sound.
I waited; then, frightened, stepped
to the door of Beulah Sands Office.
Bob was standing just inside the
threshold, where he had halted to give
her the glad tidings. She had risen
from her desk and was looking at him
with an agonized stare He seemed
to be transfixed by her look, the wild
ecstasy of the outburst of love yeti
mfrrored in his eyes. She was just
saying as I reached the door:
bob, in mercy's name tell me you
got this money fairly, honorably."
Bob must have realized for the first
time what he had done. He did not
speak. He only stared into her eyes.
She was now at his SIDE
bob, you are unnerved," she said;
you have been through terrible or
deal. For an hour have been read
ing in the bulletins of the banks and
trust companies that have failed, of
the banking houses that have been
ruined. l have been reading that you
did it; that you have made millions
and 1 knew it was for me, for father,
but in the midst of my joy, my graft
tude, my 1ove-for, oh, Bob, I love
you,'' she interrupted herself pas
slonately; "it seems as though I love
you beyond the capacity Of a human
heart to love. I think that for the
right to be yours for one Single mo-
ment of this life 1 would smilingly en-
dure all the pains and miseries Of
eternal torture. Yes, Bob, for the
right to have you call me yours for
only while heard the words, would
do anything, Bob, anything that was
honorable.''
She had drawn his head down close
to her face, and her great blue eyes
searched his as though they would
go to his very soul. She was a child
IN her simple appeal for him to allow
her to see his heart, to see that there
was nothing black there.
AS she gazed her beautiful hands
played through his hair as do a moth
er's through that of the child she is
soothing in sickness.
Bob, speak to me, speak to me-"
she begged, tell me there was no dis
honor in the getting of those millions.
Tell me no one was made to suffer as
my father and T have suffered. Tell
me that the suicides and the convicts.
the daughters dragged to shame and
the mothers driven to the madhouse
as result of this panic, cannot be
charged to anything unfair or dishon-
orable that you have done. Bob, oh,
Bob, answer! Answer no, or my
heart will break; or if, Bob, you have
made mistake, if you have done,
that which in your great desire to aid
me and my father seemed justidable,
but which you now see was wrong,
tell it to me, Bob, dear, and together
we will try to undo it. We will try
to find a way to atone. We will give
the millions to the last, last penny
to those upon whom you have brought
misery. Fathers loss will not mat
ter. Together we will go to him and
tell him what we have done, what
we have lived through, tell him of
our mistake, and in our agony he will
forget his own. For such a horror
has my father of anything dishonor-
able that he will embrace his misery
as happiness when he knows that his
teachings have enabled his daughter
to undo this great wrong. And then,
Bob, we will be married, and you and
I and father and mother will be to-
gether, and be, oh, so happy, and we
will begin all over again."
"Beulah, stop; in the name of God,
in the name of your love for me,
don't say another word There is
limit to the capacity of a man to
| suffer, even if he be great, strong
brute like myself, and, Beulah, have
rerached that limit The day has been
| a hard one"
His voice softened and became as
a tired childs.
IT must 60 into the hustle of the
street, into the din and sound, and get
down my nerves and get back my
head. Then I shall be able to think
clear and true, and I will come back
to you, and together we will see if I
have done anything that makes me
unfit to touch the cheek and the hands
and the lips of the best and most
beautiful woman God ever put upon
earth. Beulah, you know I would not
deceive you to save my body from the
fires of this world, and my soul from
the torture OF. the damned, and I
promise you that if I find that have
done wrong, what you call wrong,