Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1907-11-01

eoANS uP NUTS, Botnk uOWu y nItlS,
closing at practically the same figures
at which they had opened. Then
, sprang my sensation-that Langdon
and his particular clique, though they
controlled the Textile Trust, did not
own so much as one-fiftieth OF it's vot-
Ing stock True captains OF indus
try that they we're, they made their
profits not out of dividends. but out of
side schemes that absorbed about
two-thirds OF the earnings of the
Trust. and out OF gambling In Its
bonds and stocks. | said in conclu-
sion:
The largest owner of the stock Is
Walter G. Edmunds, of Chicago-an
honest man. Send your voting proxies
to him. and he can take the Textile
company away from those now plum
dering It"
AS the annual election OF the Trust |
was only six weeks away, Langdon |
and his clique were In panic. They |
rushed into the market and bought
frantically, the public bidding against |
them Langdon himself went to Chi
cago to reason with Edmunds-that
is, to try to find out at what figure
he could be bought. And so on. day
after day, faithfully reporting to
the public the main occurrences be-
hind the scenes The Langdon at
tempt to regain control by purchases
of stock failed. He and his allies
made what must have been to them
appalling sacrifices; but even at the
high prices they offered, comparative
ly little Of the stock appeared.
i've caught Them" said to joe
the first time. and the last, during
that campaign that l INDUCED in a
boast
IF Edmunds sticks to you," re-
piled cautious Joe.
But Edmunds did not do not
know at what price he sold him
self. Probably 1t was pitifully small;
cupidity usually snatches the instant
bait tickles its nose. But | do know
that my faith in human nature got its
severest shock
Fortunately, Edmunds had held out
Or, rather, Langdon had delayed APP
preaching him, long enough for me to
gain my main point The uproar over
the Textile Trust had become so great
that the national department of com.
merce dared not refuse an inyestiga-
ton; and | straightway began to
spread out in my daily letters the
facts of the trusts enormous earnings
and of the shameful sources OF those
earnings.
In the midst of the adulation, of
the blares upon the trumpets of fame
that saluted my waking and were
waited to me as fell asleep at night
lin the midst of all the turmoil. was
often in a great and brooding silence
longing for her. now with the i'm
perious energy OF passion. and now
with the sad ache of love. What was
she doing? What was she thinking
Now that Langdon had again played
her false for the old price. with whai
eyes was she looking into the future
Alva, settled in a West Side apart
1aent not far from the ancestral white
elephant, telephoned. asking me tf
come. ! went, because she could anC
would give me news of Anita. But al
! entered her little drawing-room,
said: TT was curiosity that brough
me. wished to see how you we're In
stalled"
Isn't It nice and small2' cried she
BILLY and haven't the slightest din
Guilty In finding each other-as people
so often have in the big houses" An
IT was Billy this and Billy that. an
what Billy said and thought and felt
and before they were married. she ha
called him William. and had declare
BILLY" to be the most offensive con
bination of letters that ever fell froI
human lips.
Il needn't ask II you are happy.
said l presently. with dismal failur
at looking cheerful. i can't stay bH
a moment" ! added, and II I ha
obeyed my feelings. I'd have risen u
and taken myself and my pain ava
from surroundings as hateful TO m
as a summer sunrise In q death-chan
Der.
OH" she exclaimed. in some COZ
fusion. Then excuse me-" And sh
FASTENED from the room.
/ thought she had gone TO order. {
perhaps to bring. the l. A. The Ion
minutes dragged away until ten ha
passed Hearing q rastiing in the hal
l rose, intending to take leave the /
slant she appeared. The rustllr
stopped just outside. ] waited a fe
seconds. cried: Well, I'm OF. Ne.
time ! want to be alone. I'll kno
where to come" and advanced to Il
door. 1t was not Ava hesitatir
there: It was Anita
Il beg your pardon said |. coldly
II there had been room to pass
should have gone What devil pC
sessed me? Certainly in all our rel
lions / had found her direct and fran
II anything. too frank. Doubtless
was the influence Il my associatio
down town. where for 50 many mont
I had been dealing with the -sho
card" crowd Of high finance. .
would hardly play the game straas