Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1909-02-04
did you see his face?"

4iu you see HIS racer
What are you. bub-a detective~
Rosie Heating says I'd make bet
ter policeman than lawyer. She's sore
at me for taking Miss Throckmorton
20 Nam Calls the other night Eel
low stood on the piano and sang the
derndest song I've ever heard. But,
gee! don't think Miss Throck was on.
She didn't seem to notice, l mean. Say,
on the dead, do you think you could
identity that fellow"
"Look here, boy; II any one ever
asks you whether I'd know that mans
face If saw 1t again you just say that
I'd know It in q thousand. I saw 1t
plainly"
Eddie gulped suddenly and looked
more interested than ever.
SO you think they'll get him."
"They will If he talks too much"
II hope so. Say, how's that new pat
emit coming ONT"
'sI'm not making patent. I'm max
Ing q model. It's nearly completed"
The outer door opened suddenly, and
an old gentleman entered.
SIS Mr.. Bansemer here? he asked,
removing his silk hat nervously.
"Yes, Mr.. Watts. I'll tell him you are
here"
Watts, the banker, confronted Ban
semer a moment later, an anxious,
hunted look In his eyes. John Watts
was known as one of the meanest men
In the city. No one had bested him in
q transaction Of any kind. AS hard as
nails and as treacherous as a dog, he
was feared alike by man and woman.
Watts, perhaps for the. first time In
his self satisfied life, was ready to
bow knee to fellow man. A certain
young woman had fallen into the skill
full hands of Counselor James Banse-
mer, and Mr.. Watts was jerked up
with firmness that staggered him.
'Mr. Bansemer, l have come In to
see If this thing can't be settled be-
tween u.s. don't want to go into
court. My wife and daughters won't
understand that it's a case of black
mail on the part of this woman. Let's
come to terms"
Bansemer smiled coolly. 1t was i'm
possible to resist the temptation to toy
with him for awhile, to humble and
humiliate this man who had destroyed
hundreds In his juggernaut ride to
riches. Skillfully he drew the old man
out. He saw the beads of perspiration
on his brow and heard the whine come
from his voice. Then in the end he
sharply changed his tactics.
"See here, Watts, you've got wrong
impression of this affair. l don't like
your differences. / am not asking you
for q cent. l wouldn't take It. You
have just offered me $4,000 to drop
the affair That's an insult to my In
tegrity I've investigated this girls
claim pretty thoroughly, and l believe
she is trying to fleece you. l have
given up the case. None of that sort
of thing for me. She'll go to some
INSCRIPTIONS lawyer. no doubt, but
am out of it. l don't handle that kind
of business. You have insulted me
Get out of my Office. sir, and never en-
ter it again."
Give me that in writing" began the
willy banker, but Bansemer had called
to broom. Eddie Deever was stand
ing near the door, almost doggedly
curious.
'Show Mr.. Watts the door, and ii
he ever comes here again call the po-
lice. He has tried to bride me-"
Watts departed in a dazed sort OF
way. and broom closed the door.
'Are you still hereT he demanded
Of Eddie Deever in such manner that
the young man lost no time In leaving
'"There goes $25,OOO." said Bansemer,
with a cold grin.
Il guess you can afford to lose It"
muttered broom. cit was slick, !
suppose. but it's probably too late to
help"
slave you telephoned to Graydonr'
"Not yet"
Don't"
'Change of hearth"
Change of mind"
That's 80. You haven't any heart.