The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-01-08

OWUeF OI Iue AQVduce tua4 E@S-s:S5 he was no less persOnage
 than the blacklist victim of years back created the sensation that would cannon shot in the dreamy solitude of the sylvan dells of Already
 Dupuy fell back as though struck by a violent blow. And. indeed, he and his interests would have every reason to believe. he now knew full well, that they had in all truth new enemy to them dearly if he were to be van- quished.
 ''You-you are Jerry Dolan. and you own the Advance." the lawyer cried chokingly. ''Nhat are we coming to nextg be finally managed to say after a desperate effort to calm himself.
 Jerry Nolan. for none othef than the old time strike leader It was. enriched by his mining operations in the rock ribbed Nevada hills. thrilled with the realization that he was now in a posi- ton 70 strike terror into the hearts and souls of those who had attempted to destroy aim and his loved ones. He knew that he had in his power the men who had almost succeeded in their designs Against him twelve years be- fore.
 McHenry. at first even more puzzled than Dupuy and who was bending for ward with an expression of deepest interest and concern implanted on his features. began to understand the sit- uafion more clearly when he heard his 4R Arr, h,uf safed withsdetermination:
 -fes. Ed Dnpuy. am Jerry Dolan. and atm back in the old town to pay my respects to my friends and -and"- his voice siiook-''to my enemies"
 The whole truth now dawned upon the amazed McHenry and also upon Dupuy. who had been dealing with men long enough to know that his only successful pose at the present tory one. He must at all hazards smooth over this dangerous factor in The city's affairs. the returned Jerry Dolan. and persuade him that he was now his friend. <
 'sWeii. weIl.' Dupuy began ingrati- afingly. stimulating sickly smile. @this is most interesting meeting most interesting. indeed. He laughed as loudly as the nervously contracting muscles of his throat would permit ~Buf It Is time now to let byGones be bygones. eh. Mr.-er-ah''- He again thrust forward the hand that the newspaper proprietor had refused to grasp.
 -EoIan." answered the newcomer in fis deep. strong voice. "N-o-l-a-n. with an ~ and not D on the\ front end of 1t. That's my name now. II had to change it. He stopped abruptly and again directed his dark eyes menac- 1ngiy on the face of the man opposite him After a few moments he contin- ued: aYou see, Ed Dupuy, was blacklfstpds as Dolan. Likely you'll remember that foo.''
 Nolan reached out and. sefzing Du- puy's hand heldtit firmly. McHenry, at one side. witnessed with distinct shock what he understood as Nolan's sudden resolve. to. s.s Dupuy had sug- gested. let 'bygones be bygones," else why should he shake hands with the man7 Dupuy also felt thrill of pleas ure. even of triumph. as the one time chairman of the Street Hallway Work erE union warmly shook his hand. Dupuy smiled and. lowing pleasantly, essayed. to withdraw his hand from Nolan's grip and step away. But his smile turned to a wrinkled contraction of his facial muscles. indicating acutest pain. The giant hand of the ex-striker. examiner. was closing with crushing force around the lawyer lob byist's fingers and knuckles. It did not cease to crush. try as Dupuy might to wrest his hand fl e. At the moment when he felt that he must scream in his pain or else cringfngly plead for mercy Nolan's grip partially relaxed. and he swung Dupuy to one side. A grim smile made its way into the furrows, won by suffering and pri vation in the Nevada mining camps and desoIaIe gold regions, that mark. ed SoIan's visage.
 "You see. fm stronger than you now, Ed Dupuy. just as. you was stronger than me twelve years ago-you and DdEte1uy Dc s0tcu you. gfedt SlS0 escaped him IS he finished.
 Dnpuy.' now having freed his hand. rubbed it snartiy with the other to restore the circuIation to the ffattened veins. He wheeled away to pick up his overcoat
 Nolan now addressed McHenry. who hadlseafed himself at his desk.
 -You're the managing editor"
 @Yes. sir"
 ~Well. just want to tell you that that was true article you had about that old hypocrite. Judge Bartelmy. this morning." he stated to McHenry. Have another toin0rrow and strong er." Another idea came to him. and he added. Who was it got up that one todayT'
 Dupuy felt that he must come to Nc Hen5y's rescue
 A young man who has since resign ed" he interjeeted for the managing
 ifoT Both McHenry and Dupuy
 re growing uneasy at the trend of
 ans thoughts and words. A
 npse into the craniums of them
 h at this moment would have re.
 led the same thought to be pre-
 nfnafing: What is ht. driving aty'
 fOian arpc.lred sdisfinrtly surprised