The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1908-11-07

mOtherS got plenty or money. She can
buy you library and u sign, anG that
Is all a young lawyer needs in Chica
CO."
Mother wants me to run for alder.
man in our ward next spring. I'll be
able to vote at that election"
"You've got as much right in the
council as some others. I suppose"
"Sure. Mother owns property. The
west side ought to be as well represent.
ed as the north side. Property interests
IL what we need in the council
That's
Il don't care to hear political
speech. boy. Are you busy this after
noon?"
mo. I wouldn't be here If was"
"Then get up there and hand those
books down to me. Nobody loafs In
this Office today"
swell. doggone. If that isn't the limit!
All right. Don't get mad. I'll do it."
The young gentleman leisurely ascend
ed to the top Of the stepladder and fell
into line under the lash.
young Mr.. Graydon Bansemer will
be here this afternoon" said broom.
II want to get things cleaned up bit
beforehand"
"How does he feel about his father?"
HE doesn't know about him. Pm
afraid"
Gee! Well. itll jar him bit. won't
itY
The Office door was opened suddenly.
nd toll nm Oh In int IN
room, only to stop aghast at the sight
before him. Droom's lank figure swayed
uncertainty and his eyes wavered.
whats all this" cried GraydOn,
dropping his bag and coming toward
the old man, his hand outstretched.
Droom's clammy fingers rested life
lessly in the warm clasp.
How are you. Graydon? Pm-Tm
very glad to see you. You are looking
WELL Oh. this? We've are moving"
said the old man. The helpers looked
on with interest. "Come into the back
office. 1t isn't SO torn up. didn't
expect you SO soon. They said 1t was
twenty-fo hours late. Well. well,
how are you. my boy?"
I'm quite well again. Elias. Hard
siege of 1t, tell you. Moving. chi
What's that for"
"Never mind those books. Eddie
Thank you for helping me. Come in
some other time. You fellows-I mean
you-pack the rest of these. and then
I'll tell you what to do next Come In
Graydon."
Eddie Deever took his departure
deeply insulted because he had moi
been introduced to the newcomer
Graydon, somewhat bewildered. fol
lowed broom into his fathers consul
tation room. He looked around in
quiringly.
''Where is father? ! telegraphed tc
him"
An incomprehensible grin came into
Droom's face. He twirled the um
brella in his fingers a moment before
replying. His glance at the CLOSED
door was no more significant than hi:
lowered tones.
at didn't go very well with him
Graydon. He isn't hero any more"
"What do you mean?'
81 mean the trial. There was q trial
you see. Haven't you heard anything?'
"Trial? He-he was arrested?" cam'
numbly from the young mans lips.
81 can't mince matters, Graydon. II
get it over as quickly as possible. You
father was tried for blackmail and wal
convicted. He is in-he's in the peni
| tertiary"
The sons face became absolutel!
, bloodless. His eyes were full OF com
prehensiOn and horror, and his bod!
stiffened as II he were turning to stone
The word penitentiary fell slowly. me
. chanically, from his lips. He looke'
into Droom's eyes. hoping 1t might b
a joke of the calloused old clerk.
"You-it-it can't be true" he nun
, INJURED. his trembling hands going t
, his temples.
Eyes, my boy. it is true. | dldn'
, ! write to you about 1t because I wante
to put 1t off as long as could. It's 70
I five. years"
? "Godr burst from the wretched sor
A wave of shame and grief sent til
tears flooding to his eyes. Poor oil
dadw He turned and walked to til
, window, his shoulders henving, Drool
; stood silent for long time, watchln
Bansemer's son, pity and triumph |
his face.
do you want to hear about ltY' b
asked at last. Graydon's head was ben
n In assent.
, at came the day after you left Oh
cago with the recruits. | knew 80
would not read the newspapers. SO di
o he. Harbert swore out the papers, an
! he was arrested here in this office.
. believe he would have killed himself
he had been given time His revolve
.. was-er-not loaded. Before the officer
. came he discharged me. ! was at libe
ty to go or to testify against him. ! di