The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-01-06
TIE FOURTH ESTATE
 Novelized by FREDERICK K. TOOMBS From the Great Play of the Same Name by Joseph N1edill Patter- son and Harriet Ford. Copyright. 1909. by Joseph Medill Patterson and Harriet Ford.
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Coyyrisht. 1909. by Joseph Medill
 Patterson and Harriet Ford.

F Wheeler A. Led. heartSlck and discouraged and torn by the emo tions that welled within him. leaned heiplessly 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 it do if one dis honest judge were allowed to go un molested. even if he happened to be g United States judge? Surely there were other dishonest judges. and he could not drive all of them off the 'bcuch h-no. indeed. And. moreover this thankless task he had shouldered would if he succeeded rob him of the sRsrl he loved It would rob h1m 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. He shook himself 7cg.ther-fastened his old time grip on himself As for Judith. he would do his duty. and he would win her yet.
 When the managing editorof the Ad- vance re-entered his office and wake 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 dele on the Lansing Iron case even more damaging to Judge Bartelmy than che one already printed.
 -WkI. did you settle it?' asked Mo Henry.
 Brand looked up and started toward the door,
 'Yes. sir" he answered. and he was gone
 At this juncture Downs. the city ed 1for, came into the managing editors room He addressed McHenry rapidly.
 -Warer main burst on Morton street; drowned seven dago kids in the base ment of tenement; mothers. scrub women. gone out to work and locked them in; water rising" He drew close to the desk. "ChiIdren, climbing stairs tD escape. found huddled in each oth- CTS arms on top step. drowned! All but the youngest hanging on to a string of beads; must have died pray tngr
 The managing editors face immedi- afely frightened. and he pounded his desk enthusiastically.
 Good. Good. By glory. that's a dandy. That saves our lives. Now well have paper tomorrow! We'll go the limit on this Did you send a photographer
 Yes. sir. did"
 McHenry seized the office telephone.
 Night editor. Oh. hello. Cut three columns more out of those shavings. We've got live one Seven dago kids drowned First time they ever saw water in their lives.. Run three col umnsr' He hung up the receiver and turned to the city editor. .
 -Put in three leads and make it stick out like a sore thumb. And, say, put in a black faced bulletin saying the Advance will receive subscriptions for their families"
 Durkin!f 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 910Q."
 ''6r Dupuy is downstairs" announc- d Durkin.
 The managing editor could not SUD- press . sour expression which crept across his face. -Dupuy, eh?" he 9runted half audibly. Wonder what he wants around here now? He's a regular buttinski"
 McHenry knew Dupuy in a business way. knew he was counsel for several of the big mercantile establishments which advertised in the Advance and that the lawyer had represented vari- ous corporations at the state capital ssWell. suppose TIT have to see him. he finally resolved. "Show Mr. Dupuy in,S he called to the boy.
 Good evening" was Dupuy's greet ing to McHenry as he entered and placed his overcoat on a chair.
 Good evening, Mir. Dupuy. What can do for youy' The visitor seated himself at the right of McHenry's desk
 ~McHenry," began Dupuy decidedly.