Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-05-16

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''" parting feet on
the stairs. The young man sat, lost.
hopeless horror gripped. his eyes run
ming mechanically over the closely
typewriter pages Of the engineers re-
practical business. Alwyn could see
that Horrigan had in no way exag
gerated the documents contents. He
knew, too, that the firm of engineers
who had drawn up the report were
the foremost Of their sort and above all
shadow of suspicion.
Little by little the numbness lifted
from his brain. and in its place crept a
horrible conviction Of the truth. His
father-the gallant young soldier who
had won a nations applause in the
civil Wharf.-The man who. poor and I'M
aided, had built up fortune against
keenest competition and had earned a
repute for sterling probity which had
ever been the delight and model Of his
son-this was the man whom a low
blackguard like Horrigan now had the
right to revile-a man apparently no
better than the boss himself--than any
dishonest heller in the Organization!
And, as II 1t were not enough that
the idol of lifetime were hurled,
crushed and defiled, from it's bright
pedestal, the family name must next
be dragged through the mire of polit-
lcal filth and III repute and the dead
mans memory forever blasted. Either
that or his son must withdraw from
the gallant fight he was waglng against
civic corruption, for that Horrigan
would carry out his threat and blazon
forth to the world the story and proofs
OF the elder Benefits shame Alwyn
had no doubt. With all his faults the
boss was man of his word.
"Stop your fight against U.S." Horri
gan had said, land the report Is
burned"
Yes. the boss was man of his word
Even Bennett admitted that. He would
fulfill his promise in either event.
Listlessly Alwyn began to review
the case. On the one side q perhaps
Quixotic aght for an abstract principle
"a fight whose reward was political
death. loss Of the woman he adored
family shame that might crush hi,
fragile old mother to the very grave
On the other wealth, honor, love, tn,
governorship, future happy and glori
GUS.
Was he not fool to hesitate? Hat
he not salved his conscience sufficient
" by vetoing the Borough franchis,
bill? Had he the right to bring thi
new shame upon his mothers gra!
head? Where lay his highest duty2
The soft rustling Of silk and hant
laid In light caress upon his hea,
aroused the miserable man from hi
reflections.
Bennett looked up to see his mothe
standing beside him. She had throw
on wrapper and in slippered feet ha,
stolen noiselessly into the study.
II was awakened by voices" she ex
planned. Il thought heard some on
talking excitedly In here. Is anything
the matter?"
Nothing. nothing DEAR" he answer
ed gently, drawing the little old lad
aRectionately down to a seat on hi
knee and smiling manfully into he
sleep flushed face; nothing is the mat
ter. Only a business CALL"
"A business call at O'Clock in tn
morning!" she exclaimed. Dear boy
you are working too hard. Your fathe
never brought his business worries an,
work home. He always left them a
the Office. Can't you do the same
You'll wear yourself out"
MY father began Bennett, bu
the name choked him.
you are growing to be SO much lik
him." went on Mrs. Bennett fondly
'And 1t makes me SO happy that yo'
are, Your splendid fight against tina
infamous Borough bill, for instance
How proud he would have been o
that! 1t is just the sort Of thing h
himself would have done in your place
He was surrounded with wicked an,
dishonest men just as you are. Blu
through 1t all he remained true. hon
orable. inoorruptible. What gran,
heritage for my son! He Alwyng
she broke OF. alarmed, why do yo'
look at me that way? I never saw
such a look in your eyes before. Ar
you Ill? Has something happened tina
you are keeping from msT'
mo mo-" evaded Bennett q only