The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1910-11-26

be Judge BaItelmy'S daughter. Dut 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 needing 1t. She tossed
back her pretty head dehantly. snatch
ed the ring from her finger and threw
It on tho managing editors desk.
"I'u not wear it again." she exclaim-
Cd rssolutely. ''unless-until you come
to your senses" So expressing herself.
she stalked majsstically across the
room.
"Judithr' called Brand IN dsspera.
ton, fearing that she was about to
leave him.
''wM you do what I askr' she
Queried imperiously.
IT cannot" he answered simply.
The judges daughter tossed her
head Independently. caught her skirt
in her hand. turned her back swiftly
on Brand and walked Indignantly
from the room.
Wheeler Brand. dazed. heartsick
and discouraged and torn by the emo
t1ons that welled within him. leaned
helplessly against the desk. After all,
he reasoned, what did 1t all matter?
There were lots Of evil men In the
world, always had been. always would
be. What harm would 1t do If one dis
honest Judge were allowed to 80 An
molested, even If he happened to be
United States Judge? Surely there
were other dishonest Judges. and he
could not drive all Of them OF the
bench-no. indeed. And. moreover,
this thankless task he had shouldered
would If he succeeded rob him of the
girl he loved. It would rob him Of the
love Of the girl who loved him.
Then the thought of the enthusiasm
that had buoyed him as he wrote the
story that had exposed Judge Bartel-
my came to him and chung to him. The
inspiration in doing a strong mans
work for the public good enthused the
spirit Of Wheeler Brand. captured his
SOUL The steady light burned once
more in his eyes. He. shook himself
together-fastened his old time grip on
himself. As for Judith. be would do
his duty. and he would win her yet.
vance re-entered his flee and walked
briskly toward his desk he found
Wheeler Brand looking eagerly over a
notebook which. quite unknown to Nc
Henry, contained the data for an ar
ticle on the Lansing Iron case even
more damaging to Judge Bartelmy than
the one already printed.
well. did you settle it?' asked Nc
Henry.
Brand looked up and started toward
the door.
Eyes. SIR" he answered, and he was
gone.
At this juncture Downs. the city ed
itor, came into the managing editors
room. He addressed McHenry rapidly.
Water main burst on Morton street;
drowned seven dago kids in the base
ment Of a tenement: mothers, scrub
women. gone out to work and locked
them in; water rising" He drew close
to the desk. children, climbing stairs
to escape. found huddled in each 9TH
er's arms on top step. drowned! All
but the youngest hanging on to a
string of beads; must have died pray
ing-'
The managing editors face immedi-
ately lightened. and he pounded his
desk enthusiastically.
Good! Good! By glory. that's a
dandy! That saves our lives: Now
We'll have a paper tomorrow! Well
60 the limit on this. Did you send a
photographer"
Yes. sir. did"
McHenry seized the ONCE telephone.
might editor! Oh. hello. Cut three
columns more out Of those shavings.
We've got a live one. Seven dago kids
drowned. First time they ever saw
water in their lives. Run three col
umns! he hung up the receiver and
turned to the city editor.
Put in three leads and make II
stick out like a sore thumb. And, say
put in black faced bulletin saying
the Advance will receive subscriptions
for their families"
Durkin entered with a bundle OF
proofs.
And. say, Downs" added McHenry
print in bold faced type that the Ad.
vance will start the subscription with
500"
"Mr. Dupuy is downstairs" announc
ed Durkin.
The managing editor could not sup
press a sour expression which crep,
across his face. ''Dupuy. eh?' be
grunted half audibly. Wonder wha,
he wants around here now? He's q
regular buttinski."
McHenry knew Dupuy in a bushes:
way. knew he was counsel for severa
Of the big mercantile esta blishments
which advertised in the Advance anl
that the lawyer had represented vari
GUS corporations at the state capital
"Well. l suppose I'll have to see him.
he finally resolved. "Show Mr.. Dupuy
in" he called to the boy.
Good evening"" was Dupuy's greet
ing to McHenry as he entered ant
placed his overcoat on q chair.
Good evening, Mr.. Dupuy. wha
can l do for your" The visitor seated
himself at the right Of McHenry'l