The Durham recorder. [volume] (Durham, N.C.) 1879-19??, 1910-03-03
NOvelized by
FREDERICK
R. TOOMBS
From the Great Plsy
of the Same Name
by Joseph Medill
Patterson and Har-
riet Ford. 81 -
COPYRIGHT. 1893. BY JOsEPn
hEDlLL PATTERSON AND
HARRIET FORD.

lie caught her in his arms again.
"Whalpyer I've done or whatever
! may do love you" be insisted pas
| sionately.
/ Judith showed equal fervor as she
said:
And you're more to me than my
father. but for my sake you mustn't
work against him. How could we
ever be happy together IL you did?
You'll do this for me. Wheeler. just
this: want you to carry out your
ideals and live up TO your high pur-
poses In every other way. but you
must not attack him. Promise me
that you'll never do 1t again. Won't
you PROMISE me that: And you'll re-
tract that article you had this morn
| ings You'll do this for me. just thisy'
.Judith-it's the truth-and. knowing
thai. would you have me retract III!
| .Yps."
Il can't"
Judith begnn to take Cd the engage
ment ring Brand had given her.
You don't mean to do that be
| cried IN amnxement.
Il most certainly do
He was almost frantic. He erasped
her hand.
II won't let you mean II. ] can't let
you 60 without your ring You may
be Judge Bartelmy's daughter. but you
are going to be my wife. You've worn
my ring for q month. and you must
wear It forever
The girl passed bis passionate ap-
peal By without bleeding II. she tossed
back her pretty head dehantly. snatch
ed the ring from her finger aud threw
II on the r,anaging editors desk.
.I'n nat wear II agnir." she exclain-
| I'd resal,,tc, -'unless- until you come
to your ssn..s.- So expressing herself.
she stalS.s Enthusiastically across the
1 room.
JUDITH called Rrand In despern-
ton. fearing thar she was about to
leave him
-win y.m do what I asky" she
queris-l Ird"riousiy.
|. II cannot he answered simply.
The judges daughter tossed Der
bead INDEPENDENTLY. caught her skirt
In her hand. turned her back swiftly
on Brand and walked Indignantly
from the ROOM.
wheel~ Brand. dazed. hesrtsick
ard discouraged and torn By the emo
lions shai weIled within him. leaned
heiple~siy against the desk. After all.
be reasoned. what did IL all matter7
There were lots II evil men In the
world. always had been. always would
b.. What harm would Il de- II one dis
honest jnds. were allowed TO go IN
molesfed. even II he happened Ia be a
United States judge. Surely there
were other dishonest judges. and be
could not drive all Of them on the
bench mo. indeed. And. moreover.
.hi~ fhanklesss task be- had shouldered
would n ~. sUrcreded rob him Of the
GIRL b. loved. II would rob him ~ the
lore ~ the giri who loved him.
Then the thought VI the enthusiasm
that had buoyed him as b. wrote the
story that had exposed Judge Rartei-
my rafne 10 him and chung TO him. 'Tns
inspiration IN doing strong mans
work for the pubic good epfhu~ed toe
spirit " Mhrrler BrnDd. captured nl-
soul. The steady light turned once
more IN his eyes tie Shoes himself
togsthrr-fsstenrd his old time grip on
himself. A. for judith. be would %
his duty. and he would win her yet.
When the managing editor OF the Ad.
vance re-rutsr-d his Office aud walked
briskly toward his desk he found
Wheeler BfaDd looking eagerly over a
notebook whIch. quite unknown 20 Ne,
Henry. contained the data for an ar.
ticle on the Lansing Iron case even
more damaging 10 Judge Barteimy than
the one already printed.
Well. did you settle ItT' asked Nc
Henry.
l:rand looked up and started toward
the door
lies. sir he answered. and be was
gone
~ this jnre;ure Downs. the city ID.
iief. came Into the managing editors
F,Om lie addressed McIIenry rapidly.
WINTER main burst on Morton street.
druaDrd seven dago kids 10 the fsisr.
nIpist of . f.DpmeDi; mofhers. ~rrub.
wuirsfi. gone nut 10 work ard lorkel
shpin o.. water rising lie drew close
70 the dsNk. children. climbing stairs
70 eseai~ found bDddIed In each 9th.
- arms ~ iop step. dfowDri. AZ
bHi the youngest hanging on 20 a
string ~ lp.ads: must have died pray.
ing
lie managing editors face immedi.
silly lig'iirned. aud be pounded hla
desk enthusiastically.
stassi. ,;wsd. rs glory. THAT'S =
Ards That mtps our lives. Now
.eb l'ass paper tomorrow We'll
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