The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1908-06-11

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hand in both his own, while
the old man eyed his son with a
strange, conflicting mixture of reproach
| and parental love.
"Dicky," he sighed, "I'm glad to see
you all right, my boy, but you've given
your poor old dad a heap Of worry.
Now, what's all this mess about?"
The greeting between father and son
was brief, because the bombshell reve-
lation of the sons identity brought
another powerful actor to the fore. To
Harriet it had come as a tingling re-
lief, for in flash she understood why
Richard had concealed his name, and
she found herself smiling happily in
| answer to his fathers courteous bow,
but to Jacob Renwyck the effect was
far more serious, inasmuch as he
seemed to be the target at which this
particular shell was aimed. In speech
less rage he glared at his former COL
league, glared also at the son and
finally glared more fercely still at
Michael Corrigan, who advanced, with
smile of greeting to the visitor.
"Hello, Bill! How are you?" he be-
gan cordially as he shook the others
mighty fist.
Hello, Mike" was the return greet
ing. where's the tarantula that calls
my boy thief?'
He did not await an answer, but
turned instinctively toward his enemy,
and for an instant the two fearless
promoters stood sizing up each other
In utter silence; then Jacob Renwyck
spoke.
II do" he cried as it flashed upon
him how Richard might have used his
information in the harbor deal. II
do, you villain, and I include you in
the charge! You sent your son to spy
upon me, to steal my plans by a mis-
cradle, underhand fraud! YOU
Jacob, Jacobw walled Mrs. Rem.
wyck. "Be careful what you say,
pleasev'
SSH" admonished Uncle Michael
''Don't spoil the fun, Julia. Let the
old boys go it. It'll do 'em good"
The old boys in question proceeded
to go it, but not for the sake Of fun.
nor did it seem to do them any good
whatever. When Mr.. Renwyck paused
to catch his breath Bill Williams saw
his chance and took the floor.
"Why, you old spawned skate" he
Numbered, doubling up his hairy fist,
don't think that you can cover up
your tracks by abusing me or my boy
either! You tricked me away from
Texas on blind trail, that's what you
did, while your buccaneering dummies
jumped my claim in Austin! Fooled
me on a cold scent, did you, you fox?
We'll, I'll have your brush yet If have
to auction off my last stump tailed
steer to do ity'
"Dear me-" quavered the Mortified
Miss Schermerly. "What frightful lam
guagev'
"Extrawd'n'ryv nodded the British
ambassador, who had not the remotest
idea what it was all about Most ex.
trawd'n'ry! 'Pon my word!
The two gladiators were now the
center Of human ring, which gather
ed closer and closer about them, each
gloWerlng at his hated adversary, each
waiting for the final crash to come.
Il didn't!' shouted Mr.. Renwyck.
You did!' the Texan beloved in
nat contradiction. 'Why did you call
my son a theft"
MI. Renwyck looked abashed.
We'll" he hedged, perhaps was
wrong In that. III apologize"
won't do!' stormed the angry cat
tie king. you've got to settle this
with me! Understand me, sir-with
me!'
Matters between the two frenzied
fnanciers, both equally courageous
and both equally enraged, had by this
time risen to an alarming pitch. and
1t devolved upon Mr.. Corrigan to pre-
vent a personal encounter. A tele-
graph messenger had come-to the door.
and the lawyer himself received the
dispatch. He tore open the envelope.
glanced at the contents sni1od and