Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1907-11-28
CHAPTER iv.-contlnuad.

oAI
their children. He said some man
OF eAdoubtee probity, standing, and
wealth, somo one whom the people
trusted, must start the fight against
thsse New York fiends, whose only
thrught Ii 70 roll up wealth. And
hs told JOHN Wilson he was the man,
lsia,e he had great wealth, honestly
gE by hlH father and grandfather;
no Ssie wouli accuse him of being a
hys1crite, seeking notorioty, and his
tEraE1;ng In Ehe financial world was
70 odd ana solid that it would
have 20 listen to him. l remember
how .fmphat cally father said: Ttell
yoH, JEAN, eaep the discussion of such
q proposition as that scopnurel Rein.
hart makes IA degrading Is an Amer
isasr honor He said it didn't make
the least difference IL Reinhart count
ed his millions by the score, and was
director in 80 or 40 great institutions,
and gave a fortune every year for
charity to the church-that he was
a blackleg just the same. And so is
any man, he said, who dares to say
he will take the stock of a trans
portation company, which represents
a certain amount of money invested
and double or multiply it by five and
ten, simply because he can compel
people to pay exorbitant fares and
freight rates and so get profits on this
eraudulently increased capital.
ut vas the decision arrived at by
fathef and the Wilson's at this meet
ing, a decision to refuse - any cir
cumstances to allow u southern peo-
pie to be bled by the Wall street 'sys-
tenn that started Reinhart and his
deJlar-iends on the war-ps.th. You
see from what I tell you of my
father the Garribla condition. be is
in new. Al night, when ! get to
thinking of him, hoping against hape,
With no n 10 help him, no one with
whom he can talk over his affairs,
ghen I think of his nobleness in de-
4atiEg his time to mother and by
sheer will-power concealing from her
his awful suffering, it nearly drives
me mad"
Miss Sands, why will you not let
me lend you the money necessary to
tide your father over for awhile?" I
asked.
you are so good" Mr.. Randolph,
''but you don't quite understand my
father in spite of what I have said.
He would not relieve his suffering at
the expense of another, not if it were
a hundred times more acute. You
cannot understand the old-fashioned,
deep-rooted pride of the Sands"
But can you not, at least tempo
rarily disguise from him just how you
have arranged the relief?"
Her big blue eyes stared at me In
bewilderment.
"Mr. Randolph, / could not deceive
father. l could not tell him a lie
ever to save his life. It would be inn
possible. My father abhors a lie. He
believes a man OF woman who would
lie the lowest Of the low things on
earth. When / go back to my ia
Their he will say: Tell me what you
have done I 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 a moment getting to her After
ward he'll take me we the planta-
tion 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 a fitting home
welcome. When I have said good
night to mother and sister and he has
drawn up my rocker 10 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 l would
more think of holding anything
back than ! would Of stabbing him
to the heart. No, MI. Randolph, there
is no possibility of relief except In
fairly using that $4,000 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, IA
Their must, all Of us must, pay the
penalty of Remnants ruthless act"
Bob had listened, but made no COM
ment until she was through; then he
said: 1T looks to me as though the
market is shaping up so that we may
be able to do something soon" 1t
was evident to both of us that he
had some plan in mind.
Later we learned that that night
Beulah wrote her father a long letter,
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
]. she would come home to be with
him when the blow fell. She begged
him to prepare to meet it 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 God! how well
know the date. 1t is scared into my
brain as though with a white-hot iron.
After our talk with Beulah Sands