The Jasper news. [volume] (Jasper, Missouri) 1898-1924, 1907-11-14

blocked the crossing. ispp muat iiavs
seen the solid wall for I heard. his
fItw mnttered curse, 4 Nothing else 10
indicate that We were blocked with his
goal In sight. He never touched the
speed controller, but took the two
blocks as though shot from catapult.
The two? No, one, and three.Quarters
OF the next for when within d score Of
yards of the black wall he jammed
| down the brakes, and the iron mass
ground and shook as though It would
rend itself to atoms, but It stopped
with its dasher and front wheels
wedged in between car and. a dray,
1t had not stopped when Bob was on
and UP the avenue like. a hound on the
end-in-slght trail. was after him
while the astonished bystanders stared
in wonder. As we neared Bob's house
could see people on the stoop.
heard Bob's secretary shout. "Thank
God, Mr.. BROMLEY, you have come.
She is in the office. found her there,
quiet and recovered. She did not ask
| question. She said, Tell Mr.. Brown.
| ley when he comes that should like
to see him. Then she ordered me to
get the afternoon paper / handed 1t
to her an hour ago. think she be.
lieves herself In her old Office. shut
| off the floor as you instructed. did
| not dare go to her for fear she would
ask questions. ! have"-but Bob was
up the stairs two and three steps at a
| time.
My breath was almost gone and 1t
took me minutes to get to the second
floor MY feet touched the top stair.
when. o God! that sound! For fve
long years had been trying to get 1t
| out OF my ears, but now more cultural,
more agonized than before, 1t broke
upon my tortured senses. did not
need to seek its direction. With a
bound was at the threshold Of Beulah
Sands rownley's office. In that brief
time the groans had stilled. For one
instant ] closed my eyes. for the very
atmosphere Of that hall moaned and
groaDed death. opened them. Yes.
I knew 1t. There at the desk was the
beautiful gray-clad figure Of five years
ago. There the two arms resting on
the desk. There the two beautiful
hands holding the open paper. but the
eyes, those marvellous gray-blue doors
to an immortal soul-they were closed
forever. The exquisitely beautiful
face was cold and white and peaceful.
Beulah Sands was dead. The hell.
hounds of the System" had oyertaken
its MANNED and hunted victim; 1t had
added her beautiful heart to the bags
and barrels and hogsheads stored away
In Its big "business-is-business safe.
deposit vaults. My eyes in sick pity
sought the form OF my old schoolmate.
1 my college chum, my partner, my
friend. the man loved. He was on
his knees. His agonized face was
turned to his wife. His clasped hands
had been raised in an awful, heart
crushing prayer as his Maker touched
the bell. Bob Brownley's great brown
eyes were closed. his clasped hands
had dropped against his .wife's head
and in dropping had Embossed the
glorious golden-brown waves until In
fond abandon they had coiled around
his arms and brow as though she for
whom he had sacrificed all was shield
ing his beloved head from the chills
and dark mists Of the black river thai
laps the brink of the eternal rest. The
System" had skewered Robert Brown
ley's heart. too. staggered to his
side. AS touched his now fasticlne
brow my eyes fell upon the great blach
headlines spread across the top of the
paper that Beulah Sands had been
reading when the all.kind God had cut
her bonds:
FRIDAY, THE THIRTEENTH.
And beneath in one column:
TERRIBLE TRAGEDY IN VIRGINIA
The Richest Man In the State, Thoma,
Rcinhart, MuItI-mliiionaire, while
Temporarily Insane from the Los,
of His Wife and Daughter, and Of
His Enormous Fortune, Which Wa,
| Shattered In To-day's Awful Panic
Cut His Throat. His death wa,
| instantaneous.
In another column:
Robert BROMLEY Creates the Mos,
| Awful Panic In History and spreadI
1 Wreck ana Ruin Throughout thu
Civilized World