Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1908-07-09

this exhibition OF q heartlessness that
would make capital for itself in bust
ness scheme out of such an accident
I'm steal his daughter now without
twlnge OF conscience" Aloud be ask
ed with as much control as his thump-
ing heart admitted, well. what thenT'
The host, who, IL may be admitted,
had no feeling Of hesitation at turning
ever much he might and did deplore
II, rubbed his hands and laughed once
more In keen enjoyment OF the unlock
ed for opportunity to get the better of
bis enemy. Mr.. Renwyck was playing
the game cold bloodedly. mercilessly,
according to the rules of the street
He would do nothing dishonorable or
underhand after the ethics of his kind,
but he would have considered himself
a fool II he had not availed himself OF
every opportunity or assistance that
fate put at his disposal.
what then" he echoed. well,
williams did a thing which surprised
even me. have In my pocket CT
pher report from one Of my agents
whose sole business Is to watch the
opposition. Do you know, Croyland,
when the old fellow learned that his
son had been desperately hurt, perhaps
dying-that's what the dispatch said
he dropped everything chartered spe-
a. al nI csa n1f
ately."
THE deuce you sayw cried Richard
springing to his feet.
81 do" nodded Mr.. Renwyck, con
STRUNG his companions explosiveness
as sudden appreciation of the master
stroke of business. "He is heading
for New York as fast as steam can
bring him and is leaving his harbor
scheme wide open to my attack-nOt
but what ! had him beaten anyway,
but this makes 1t a little palmer sail
ing"
Richards cheeks, which had turned
a deep and angry red, now grew death
ly pale as he sank back into his seat
again. In far shorter space of time
than it takes TO tell ii he realized each
detail of Mr.. Renwyck's coup detat
and its crushing effect upon his ia
TIERS plans. Then, too, his fathers
grief was cutting him TO the heart. 1t
touched him to the quick; 1t gripped
his conscience with a burning wise.
He had come north on his fathers
business, although not primarily for
this deep water harbor scheme, of
which he had known little or nothing,
and now he was incorporating under
false name and title for his own
pleasure. He must perforce be a help
less onlooker while enemies forged
shaft out of parental love and with it
pierced the heart and brought about
the ruin of his dear old dad. 1t was
unbearable. impossible, yet what could
he do?
What would happen when Bill Will
liams arrived? He, the hapless son,
seemed to be in some way responsible
for the whole wretched tangle, yet hon
or barred him from interposing hand
to prevent the catastrophe Seek it
where he would, there seemed no loop
hole of escape to be found. Perhaps
II he could see Mr.. Corrigan he could
get advice; but, no, that gentleman had
already declined to help him, telling
him he must brazen II out on his own
account. Brazen 1t out? Yes, but
how? Brass counted for nothing now,
for Mr.. Renwyck held all the cards.
Reason did point to one possible course
to hedge on the winning side and
save what he could for his father out
Of the wreck, and at this possibility the
young man grasped as a drowning
man reaches for straw.
"Mr. Renwyck," he said, with a
mighty effort to hide his agitation,
what you say convinces me. I have
just 500 ,0O0"-his own private fortune
from his mother-"in bank. I should
like to place 1t In your enterprise"
The financier started
WELL" he parleyed, "that Is rather
a larger amount than had thought Of
handling for you. Still, promise is a
promise. Write me your check. Croy-
land, and I'll bring out your stock GER
tificates tomorrow evening"
The name "Croyland" came to Rich
ard like blow between the eyes. In
his intense excitement he had almost
forgotten that he was another man.
He could not use the earl's name for
this purpose, of course, yet to sign
Richard Williams to check payable
to Jacob Renwyck would be to confess
all As well wave red flag In the
face of furious bull. Again he was
experiencing the results Of folly, but
this time 1t contained no elements of
humor whatever. He was in for tia
maverick surrounded on every side by
whirlfng lariats. and soon a sizzling
branding iron would burn its everlast-