Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1910-02-10

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
tons that welled within him. leaned
helplessly against the desk. After all.
he reasoned. what did it 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 We're allowed to go un-
molested. even if he happened to be a
United States Judge? Surely there
were other dishonest judges. and he
could not drive all of them off the
bench no. indeed. And moreover.
this thankless task he had shouldered
would if he succeeded rob him of the
girl he loved. 1t 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 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. lie shook himself
together-fastened his old time grip on
himself. AS for Judith, he would do
his duty, and he would win her yet
When the managing editor of the Adj
vance re-entered his Office and walked
briskly toward his desk he found
Wheeler Brand looking eagerly over Il
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.
the door.
"Yes. 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! AL
but the youngest hanging on to q
string of beads; must have died pray
ing!"
The managing editors face immedi
ately lightened. and he pounded hi
desk enthusiastically
Good. Good! By glory, that's &;
dandy! That saves our lives Nov
We'll have paper tomorrow! Wei
go the limit on this. Did you send
photographer
YES, sir, did"
, McHenry seized the Office telephone
Might editor. Oh. hello. Cut thre
We've got a live one. Seven dago kid
drowned. First time they ever say
water in their lives Run three col
, umns!" He hung up the receiver an,
turned to the city editor.
Put in three leads and make
, stick out like Il sore thumb. And, say
t put in a black faced bulletin sayin
the Advance will receive subscription
, for their families"
Durkin entered with a bundle o
proofs.
And, say, Downs" added McHenry
print in bold faced type that the AID
vance will start the subscription wit
$780,"
, Mr. Dupuy is downstairs" announo
ed Durkin.
, The managing editor could not SUI
: press a sour expression which crep
: across his face "Dupuy. eh?" b
, grunted half audibly. wonder wha
he wants around here now? He's
/ regular buttinski."
McHenry knew Dupuy in a bushes
i, way. knew he was counsel for sewers
| of the big mercantile establishment
4 which advertised in the Advance an
that the lawyer had represented var
Gus corporations at the state capita
r "Well, suppose I'll have to see him,
J. he finally resolved. "Show Mr.. Dupu
in" he called to the boy.
e Good evening" was Dupuy's gree
ing to McHenry as he entered an
Y placed his overcoat on chair.
t Good evening, Mr.. Dupuy. VIVA
e can l do for your The visitor seate
? himself at the right of McHenry'
t desk.
r "McHenry," began Dupuy decided.
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