Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-08-20


 even to save his life. It would be i'm possible. My father abhors lie. He believes man or woman who would lie the lowest of the low things on earth. When l go back to my ia ther he will say: Tell me what you have done. can just see him now, standing between the big white pillars at the end of the driveway. can hear him saying calmly: 'Beulah, my daughter, welcome. Your mother is waiting for you in her room. Do not lose moment getting to her After ward he'll take me over the planta- ton to show me all the familiar things, and not one word will he al low me to say about our affairs until dinner is over, until the neighbors have left, for no Sands returns, from long absence without fitting home welcome. When I have said good night to mother and sister and he has drawn up my rocker in front of his big chair in the library alcove and I've lighted his cigar for him. he will look me In the eye and say: Daughter, tell me what you have done would no more think of holding anything back than I would of stabbing him to the heart. No. Mir. Randolph, there is no possibility of relief except in fairly using that $So,00o and fairly winning back what Wall street has stolen from father Even that will cause both of us many twinges of conscience, and anything more is i'm possible. If this cannot be done, fa- ther must. all of us must, pay the penalty of Reinhart's ruthless act"
 Bob had listened. but made no com ment until she was through; then he said: Tt looks to me as though the market is shaping up so that we may be able to do something soon." It was evident to both of us that he had some plan in mind.
 Later we learned that that night Beulah wrote her father q long letter, telling him what she had done. that she had made almost two millions profit from her operations; that they had been lost, and that the outlook was not reassuring. She begged him to prepare himself for the final calam- ity; promising that if there were no change for the better by December l, she would come home to be with him when the blow fell. She begged him to prepare to meet 1t like a Sands, and assure him that if worse came to worst she would earn enough to keep poverty away. Judge Sands would receive this letter the second day following. Friday, the 18th day of November. My Godl how we'll I know the date. It is scared into my brain as though with a white-hot iron.
 After our talk with Beulah Sands I begged Bob to dine with me and go over matters at length to see if we could not find a way out to relief.
 "No. Jim, I have work to do to- night work that won't wait That tarid bill was buttoned up today, and 1t has just been announced that the Sugar directors have declared a big extra dividend. Things have come out just about as I told you they would. and the stock is climbing to-day. They say 1t will touch 200 tomorrow, and the street Is predicting 25o for 1t in ten days. Barry Conant has been a steady buyer all day and the news bu- rssus announced that Camemeyer and the Standard or are twenty millions winners. They say the Washington gamblers. the congressman. senators and cabinet members with their heel CTS and lobbyists have made a kill Ing. About every one seems 10 have fsttened up. Jim. but you and me and Beulah Sands and the public. The public gets the sx both ways. as usual They have been shaken out of their stock. and they will be com pelled te pay r7illions more each year for their sugar than they would if this law had not been made for their benefit Jim, there is 10 disEuIsing the fact that the American people are ss helpless h the hands Of these thugs of the system ss though they lived in the realm of the sultan. where a fsw eufthEoaf briEsnds are licensed to rob and cypress to their hearts con tent Iln RandDlph. you know this Ezns of fzsrr~ You kanw COW it is vorkst. sad the men rho vork #.