Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1910-03-18


Now, now, Michael. that's not your
usual way to explain things 10 one OF
your employees. Order him to de-
stroy all this miserable stuff about the
judge AT once. Don't hesitate like this
Think what it means 10 me. to the
children. TO us" she pleaded.
There, there, mother; you keep out
of this" said Nolan kindly, yet firmly
Pm trying to do the best / can for
you. It's because of you that I'm here
now. But you see
Ed Dupuy burst excitedly in upon
them, and as the typesetters were be
ginning to become distracted from
their work owing to the unusual situa-
ton Brand began to fear that this new
intruder would prove the final demon
alizer of the entire night shift.
Mr. Nolan" cried Dupuy, we
haven't Il minute to lose. They are
almost ready to go to press" He look
ed intently at the newspaper owner.
"Yes. quite right. We do go to press
very soon" cried Brand confidently
land know Michael Nolan is the man
who will order it done"
Michael" cried Mrs. Nolan at the
top of her voice, which rose sharply
over the din of the typesetting ina
chimes, ARE you going to stand for
this? Mr. Brand acts as if he owned
the Advance and treats you as if you
were the office boy. He thinks he's a
great rcformcr and knows it all. We
other people have right to our opin-
ions, too. and | don't see why you
and your family should be made to
suffer on account of him as we have
had to ever since you took him up.
Judith Bartelmy heard the stormy
scene. lived a part of it herself hud-
died in the managing editors Office.
She felt that Nolan would not let the
story be used from what she had
heard, and she could not suppress a
pang of pain that pierced her heart at
what she believed to be the fanat-
ical vindctiveness of Wheeler Brand
against her father. Yet she was a
true woman, and she could not, in
spite of her loyalty to her parent,
avoid feeling a touch of pride at his
strength of character, his determine
ton, at the sacrifices he had made, to
accomplish what he believed, even if
foolishly, to be his duty.
They don't need me-" she finally
muttered, and, gathering up her costly
skirts. she tripped daintily across the
paper strewu floor, out into the hall
and down to her carriage.
Nolan dropped his head in thought
when his wife had finished her TRADE
He paced up and down nervously
He looked at the clock, then at the
form with its accusing contents, then
at Brand, hon at his wife.
III 20 and telephone Judge Bar
telmy.' put in Dupuy. "Icn be anx-
ious'
The lawyer took himself off.
Brand saw the danger of delay. He
doubted if any man would be able tc
successfully withstand the pressure
that Bartelmy and Nolaus family
would be able to bring to bear ON the
owner in another twenty-four hours.
mo. no." lee exclaimed to Nolan
"You would fail NE again. l have
tried to prove this judges guilt to the
people, but fear have only succeed
ed III proving it to his daughter.
days delay would be fatal know
At least Bartelmy could get another
judge to issue an injunction against
us even if he would not dare to dc
it himself. And there are other steps
he might take"
His voice rose higher. and he worked
himself into n frenzy of earnestness.
He stood before the little group gath
cred around the ink black form and
continued his imprisoned words:
"You know | thought we were going
to be absolutely unmuzzled here. You
were a free man. Poverty couldn't
brighten you. and you had seen both
sides Of life. You promised to back
as we printed the truth, but at the
first big test you fail me-"
Mrs. Nolan was on the point of be
coming hysterical in her agitation.
Michael. Michael she began.
There, mother. you go home with
Sylvester. He's waiting outside fol-
you. After ALL this is a mans job
we've got here. am the head of the
family. and l will settle this matter
in my own way" he said sternly
"You must not attempt further to in
terfere."
He led her out of the room.
Brand spoke to McHenry.
did you hear. Mac?" he asked. "H'
won't decide to run it"
Its tough. old man-it's tough"
This is such a live things dom
see how l can kill it." the managing
editor said, rubbing his hand over the
face of the form.
That's the best first page ever made
up in America" said McHenry, witt
justifable professional pride.
Brand was inconsolable.
"I've been working ten years fol-
just this thing" be said. something
so plain that even children would see