Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-06-06

y WIDER the maniac fury that
blaxed from Thompson's eyes
Wainwright shrank back in
~ panic dread.
"He's-he's madv' cried the financier.
"Don't let him at met"
For Thompson seemed about to huri
himself on his foe.
"Go easy, con-" adjured Phelan, lay
ing a restraining hand on the secre-
tary's shoulder.
The latter, recalled to himself by the
pressure, relaxed his tense. menacing
attitude and, with hysterical revulston
Of feeling, sank into chair, burylng
his face in his arms ON the table before
him.
"Nlne horrible years. he sobbed bro
kenly. Nine awful years of slavery,
of debasement! Watching, hating,
longing to crush him, and, oh, the time
has come, thank God. Thank Godw
You're all in, ladw muttered Pie
Ian, passing an arm about the shaking
youth and lifting him to his feet.
you bracer."
Thompson, exhausted by his emo
lions, obeyed mechanically, but at the
farther door paused for u moment and
again fixed his wild. bloodshot eyes on
Wainwright's haggard face.
Remember" he threatened, his
voice dead and expressionless, when
you get out of Jail I'll be waiting for
you. And as sure as Gods justice lives
I'll kill you as I'd kill q dog! Nine
years waiting and-I'll murder you as
you murdered my
Phelan had forced him over the
threshold, and the samming of the
door behind the two seemed to break
the strange spell that had fallen on all.
Wainwright Strengthened himself.
glanced fearfully about. tried to re-
gain his shaken composure and opened
his mouth to speak. But the hurried
entrance of Williams prevented him.
"Mr. Horrigan,' gas'ed tte excit+.,!
newcomer, i've been looking everg
where for you!"
whats wrong now?" snapped t,s
boss Has
1.-THE Borough bills come up at last
and
1.-THE gallery crowds rough housing
the place? Then
mo. they're quiet as death; too quiet
And they have long ropes. and they're
stringing them over the
Call in the police. them ordered
Horrigan. 'Now's the time for them. "
II don't dare" protested Williams.
''Those men in the gallery are desper-
ate. They're dangerous. r.
'eThe policeY' interrupted Bennett
sharply. What are you talking
| aboutY'
"My orders!' returned Horrigan. 81
sent for them. Tell them to-
Don't do itr' commanded Bennett in
anger.
"Do as say, williams!" counter
manded Horrigan. "Have them III
and
"Phelan," interposed Bennett as the
alderman, having left Thompson in 9th
er hands, came into the room, Ego to
the sergeant in charge Of the police
Mr.. Horrigan sent for. Tell him say
he must keep his men where they are
and take no orders except from me.
Understand"
II sure dor grinned Phelan, with a
delighted grin at the wrathful Horrt-
gan. can I'll see they
"You need not trouble" croaked
Wainwright, his throat dry and con-
stricted with fear. 'The bill Is with
| drawnw
'oThat goesy' corroborated Horrigan
do you hear that, Williams? Mr..
Wainwright withdraws the Borough
bill. Attend to 1t in rush, man. Never
mind about the police"
"Well, Friend Horrigan," blandly OBJ
served Phelan us Williams fastened
out, II told you I'd cross two sticks OF
| dynamite under you some day. Like
wise done It."
what had you to-
ITO do with smashin' you? Only that
I put his honor on to the bill in the
first place an then sicked him on to
Roberts an discovered Thompson an
turned him over to Mr.. Bennett. That's
about ALL But l guess it's enough to
make your p'litical career feel like 1t
had long line of carriages drivin' slow
behind it. Chesty Dick, my old chum!'
Horrigan had turned his back on his
victorious tormentor and was facing
the mayor.
Bennett" said he. you forget I've
still got that report about your father,
and
"Tomorrow's papers will publish it, y
supplemented Alwyn.
mo, they won't" contradicted Hor-
rigan. That would be bad politics
The report will hold over till"-
You're mistaken" interrupted Ben
nett calmly. I've sent copy of that
reperts talay to every paper in the city
and haHs accompanied it with state
ment that shall make good to the
i off,. oyory pnpuv ovorch0 f0Nd