Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1907-12-19
CHAPTER vI.-contInued.

SHAT En- RIs'SOteitaS1f
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 l have suffered. Tell
me that the suicides and the convicts,
the daughters dragged to- shame and
the mothers driven to the madhouse
as a result of this panic, cannot be
charged to anything unfair or dishon-
aorable that you have done. Bob, CHI,
Bob, answer! Answer no, or my
heart will break; or If, Bob, you have
made a mistake, II you have done
that which in your great desire to aid
me and my father seemed justifable,
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 hin 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 owe again"
"Beulah, stop; in the name of God,
in the name of your love for me,
don't say another word. There is
a limit to the capacity of a man to
suffer, even if he be a 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 child's.
II must go into the hustle of the
street, into the din and sound, and get
down my nerves and get back my
head. Then l shall be able to think
clear and true, and l will come back
to you, and together we will see if
have lone anything that makes me
unfit to touch the cheek and the hands
and the lips of the best and mos
beautiful woman God ever put upon
earth. Beulah, you know I would moi
deceive you to save my body from the
fires Of this world, and my soul from
the torture of the damned, and
promise you that If I find that | have
done wrong, what you call wrong
what your father would call wrong
/ will do what you say to atone"
He took her hand between hi
hands, gently. r%everently, and touch
ing his lips to her glorious colder
hair, he went away.
Beulah Sands turned to me. please
Mr.. Randolph, go with him. He is soul
dazed. One can never tell what a hear
sorely perplexed will prompt its OWL
er to do. Often in the night when
have got myself into a fever fron
lIs.Isar re xaxy fafhnr'c city1atfnn
have had awful temptations. TIL
agents of the devil seek the wretche
when none of those they love are by
I have often thought some Of tn
blacklist tragedies of the earth Nigh
have been averted If there had bee
a true friend to stand at the wrun
ones elbow at the fatal minute of d.
cision and point to the sun behint
Just when the black ahead grew Ill
e%ndurable. Please follow Mr.. Brow
ley than you may be ready, should hi
awakening to what he has done D.
come unbearable. Tell him the drea,
ed morrows are eve as terrible &C
ually as they seem in anticipation"
/ overlook Bob just outside the 0
flee. l did not speak to him, for
realized that he was in no mood fl
company. | dropped in behind, d
termined that I would not lose sigl
of him. 1t was almost one o'cloc
Wall street was at it's meridian
frenzy, every one on a wild rush. II
days doings had packed the alwa!
crowded money lane. The newsbo.
were shouting afternoon edition
Terrible panic in Wall street. Oh
maj against millions. Robert Brow
icy broke the street. Made TWEEN
millions in an hour. Bank faile
Wreck and ruin everywhere Pre-
suicide" Bob gave nc sign Of hes
ing. He strobe with a slow, measur,
gait, his head erect, his eyes staril
ahead, a man thinking, thinking, thin
ing for his salvation. Many hurryil
men looked at him, some with
expression of %unutterable hatred,
though they wanted to attack hi
Then again there were those W
called him by name with a laugh
Joy; and some turned to watch hi
in curiosity. 1t was easy to pick t
wounded from those who shared
his victory, and from those who kn'
the frenzied finance buzz-saw only
its buzz. Boz saw non Where col
he be going? He came to the he
If the street Of coin and crime a
ceossed Broadway. His path "
blocked by the fence surrounding