Heppner gazette. [volume] (Heppner, Morrow County, Or.) 1892-1912, 1908-10-01

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The great city was looking for MAJ
d missing man.
The newspapers had published column.
concerning his mysterious evanishmen
and printed his picture times without
number. Friends and acquantances haC
searched everywhere for him. and the po
lice department, powerful, on-pressing
had brought into play all its efficient ma
chinery-for, back of the impeling mo-
tive were he mandate, the direction, the
influence of the masterwill of great
political 'boss'-Gideon Hope.
1t was Gideon Hopes brother, Everett
Hope, aged -, bright. buoyant on the
threshold of smiling yet majestic man.
hood, who had dropped from view as
though abruptly blotted out of existence
He had left no trail-like bird in the
air, stone in the water, simeon.
breath in desert wastes In the midst of
bustlng activity, in the very heart of
the mighty metropolis, in broad daylight,
ne had walked to some mysterious doom
that had buried. had obliterated him COM
pletely. From certain public street cor
ner, at a definite hour and minute. he had
been lost to the sight of mortal man,
and there was no clue to motive, where
abouts or fate, although a full week had
passed by.
They were men of strength. courage
and character-these Hopes. Gideon had
come to the city twelve years before,
brawny, bronzed son of toil-from the
northern rolling mills district it was said.
Rumor had it that, the scion of mill
ionaire king of industry, he had dropped
with falling fortunes into the pit of hard,
manual labor. He had the air, the ap-
pearanCe, the dignity of a man, who with
equal grace and deftness, could deal an
anvil stroke that would split a ten-inch
steel beam, or clasp a diamond bracelet
about the dainty wrist of duchess.
Gideon had become the timekeeper for
a great iron shop in the city. then its
superintendent, and then man with
nameless position, but extravagant salary
the censor. the directing magnate, who
hired or discharged all employees at will.
One spring election he turned the politi-
cal tide of municipal affairs by marching
eighteen hundred laborers to the polls
and voting them as one man. Thence
forth he held the dominant party in the
hollow of his hand-a giant playing with
an eggshell. The next year he was heart.
soul, center of the most formidable polit-
ical organization that ever controlled the
destinies Of a great commonwealth.
Gideon Hope asked for no reward.
seemingly; he demanded no Office. With
his strong, ruling face and grim, set man
ner, he was content to lurk sinister al
bo Of politiool
hold the strings that controlled men and
millons-his puppets. His word was
law. his will supreme.
This man, with his harsh, hard face
and crisp, repellent manner however, had
one tender spot in his nature-his broth
er, Everett. His fellows had noted his
cold eye flicker when he spoke of him
When, later, he introduced among them
fair. delicate faxed-haired youth, all
gentleness and courtesy-a strange con-
trast to himself-there were pride in his
eye and devotion in his smile 1t seemed
impossible that they could be of kin, so
widely dissimilar were they.
And now. upon this fond brother. Gid
con centered every hope, lavished all the
affection of a deep, repressive nature. He
had worked the wires" for others-too
well he knew the steps that would lead
Everett Hope TO the portals of success
and the companionship of milionaires
He marked out his plan like setting the
stakes for a political campaign-initially |
familiarity with business men and bus-
ness methods. credit-man in q great trust
establishment, where Gideon had "the |
pull to place whom he would, a secre-
taryship, and then-care, cleverness, ma |
nipulation, and Everett was a made man.
1t was in pursuance of this plan that, !
on a fair first day of June, Everett Hope |
undertook the simple duties of a CONNER |
cial reporter entering the service of the |
great Dunstreet Agency. His routine |
would throw him among mighty and |
small, the man of means and the one
struggling to keep alive the penny-sh |