The Washington herald., 1909-05-23

the steady stare of the unblinl
ing eyes, and then dropped back into his chair
That's better" the Judge asserted, About TO
make an OF yourself--wasn't you? In two
ways: First by answerin somethin' that /
pected would re you; and, second by hittin' about
the only friend you've got on earth at this particu
lar time o. the day"
you expected it? Then you--you are the
man
He was on his feet again and starting across the
room with his head shrunk trine into the
cles of his trim shoulders, his fists held in front
and his feet slipping stealthily IL every muscle
were hexed for spring.
TT IGER Reilly made no movement whatever; and
the grim lines of his face were unchanged; but
into his eyes flashed a gleam OF approval.
"By the Lord Henry" he said "the boys got
sand, and would fight if he had a chance"
He Strengthened himself in his chair and, for
the first time since he had come into the room,
moved his hat, leaned far and deposited 1t on
the floor, without looking upward.
Dick halted almost him, hesitatng even in
his anger to strike man who was seated and
not looking at him. His fists dropped uncertainty.
He wavered, waited, and wted. For the first time
the Tiger glanced up and smiled openly.
Il gauged you right" he chucked II knew you
wouldn't strike unless stood up. About the news
paper roast, yes, / expected it," the exboss do
clared IF I'd been in the game, might have
done ii myself; but I'm not and didn't. l called
the turn because happen to know all about
two OF the men that were on that little junketn
expedition and was ready TO bet they'd make cam
paign captal--or hashl-out of you. It's been
done before"
Dicks hands relaxed, and he breathed less hard
that his edge He dropped
wearily into the depths Of chair facing his vis-
tor
Somehow, I'm sorry for you the judge said
same as / always am for fly that gets stuck IN
a puddle Of moasses. It's hard for the fly TO
observation-disclosures he's about to die--why every
thing in the world isn't payin attention to his trag
edy. But after all, he's only fly"
IN ICK was too weary to answer too torn by emo
~ tions and the cruelty of his position. The Judge
look at the lighted end with critical eye before
he spoke again.
"Now," he said, suddenly standing his feet
and beginning a slow pacing of the as he
talked heres the situation. Your father and old
Lester rivals. They're both the level
They're enemies--God knows why. You love Les
ter's girl, which understand. loved girl
once, but she married better man. You
sucker this trip. You wandered in where You
had business, and might have there
chance of your getin your toes pinched If the door
happened to be slammed In your face"
"But what's all this got to do with"
Easy Easy I'm don' all the talkin. It's my
speech. Here's the layout Old Testers fool in
politics. wants TO do everything on the open board
office should seek the and not the man tho
Office business, won't stand for campaign collec
tons and the usual merry hold up; and the boys
that with him know they've got to find way
to dig up money and create popular sentiment
which spells votes, without him. Along comes
chance You're 1.-THE little billy goat that has
butted into the wrong back lott"
Dicks eyes wide open, and he leaned for
ward expectantly while the ex-boss graduate and
outcast from great political organization, veteran
OF many hard-fought campaigns, walked meditative
ly backward and forward the with his