The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1908-10-31

lions That were gong 10 the puDllc'
The old clerk chuckled and philoso-
phized.
Every one of these papers prophe-
sled other and more sensational de-.
velopments before the day was over.
1t promised to be war to the knife be
tween David Gable, president of the
Pacific, Lakes and Atlantic, and the
man Bansemer. In each interview
with Cable he was quoted as saying
emphatically that the adoption of Jane
had been made with his knowledge
and consent. The supposed daughter
was the only one to whom the star
Ting revelations were a surprise. There
also was mention Of the fact that the
young woman had Immediately broken
her engagement with James Banse-
mer's son. There we're pictures of the
leading characters in the drama.
81 can't stay in Chicago after all
this" exclaimed Graydon. springing to
his feet, his hands clinched in despair.
ITO be pointed out and talked about!
To be pitied and scorned! To see the
degradation of my w father! I'll 60
anywhere, just so it is away from Chi
cago."
broom forgot his desire to scott. His
sardonic smile dwindled into a ludi-
crously pathetic look Of dismay. lie
begged the young man to think twice
before he did anything foolish" "In
any event." he implored, "let me get
you some breakfast, or at least a cur
of coffee"
In the end he helped Graydon into
his coat and glided off down Wells
street with him. 1t was 7 o'clock
and every corner newsstand glowereC
back at them with black frowns as
they looked at the piles of papers
Two rough looking men walking ahea(
of them were discussing the sensation
A saloon keeper shouted to them. 81
don't always happen over on de ives
side. does it,"
: Graydon went to the Office of Clegg
Groll & Davidson early and arranged
: his affairs, so that they could be takel
! up at once by another. and then, avoid
ing his fellow workers as much as pos
sible, presented himself to Mr.. Clegi
at 10 o'clock. Without hesitation h
announced his intention to give up hi
place in the office. All argument pu
forth by his old friend and employee
went for naught. The cause of his &C
! ton was not discussed, but 1t was VI
derstood.
o "If you ever want to come back t.
us, Graydon, we will welcome yoI
with open arms. 1t isn't as bad a
IS you think"
"You don't understand, Mr.. Clegg,
I was all that Graydon could say.
Then he hurried off to face his ia
Their.
'I James Bansemer, haggard from los
of sleep and from fury over the aliena
\ ton of his son, together with the fea
k of what the day might bring, was paC
ing the floor of his private Office
= broom had eased his mind but littl
Il in regard to his son. When he hear
r Graydon's voice in the outer room hi
y. face frightened, and he took sewers
quick steps toward the door. II
checked himself suddenly with the r.
is membrane that his son had turne
against him the night before, and h
IN face hardened.
Id Graydon found him standing steT
e, and unfriendly before the steam rad
e. ator in the darkest corner Of the ROOF
ID his hands behind his back. The your
I'd man pumped down heavily in his (
lg TIERS desk chair.
It. "Why didn't you come home la
Us night?" demanded the other.
a 81 hated the thought Of it," he a
q" swered d~ejectedly.
you've listened to their side of t
ne story. You're a splendid son, you are
1T sneered the father.
ne "There is nothing base and unpri
ut cipled in their side Of the story. TIL.
L? have tried to shield her. They ha
Ike nev harmed her, But you! WI
~. father, you've blighted her life fl
ad ever. They were going to tell her in
cd day or so, and they could have ma
it easy for her. Not like thisl WI
,od in heavens name, did you strike b
lat like that? She's-she's the talk Of
ed town. She's ~ostracised, that's VIII
-es she is, and she's the best girl that eN
livedg'
Tor "Oh, you think they would have t
f. her, Ell? MOL They would have let !
the marry
nd well, and what was your positlo
er. Why were you so considerate up
nd last night? If you knew, why did y
let me go on so blindly? The truth
ltil father if you must have it, you he
Ing acted like a sc%oundrel."
the Games Bansemer glared at his S
,er- WITH murder in his eyes.
az wouldn't have believed the otl
are things they say Of you If hadn't
viii to break down my faith. 1 heard
the with my own ears. 1t was too c
Of temptible to forget in a lifetime. |
liar not come here to discuss 1t with y
RAFT The thing Is done. I'came here to
re- YOU that l am going to leave Chica
q You won't go, so l will" BanseT
Ike, still glared at him, but there
ave amazement mingling with rage IN
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