The Leavenworth echo. [volume] (Leavenworth, Wash.) 1904-current, 1910-07-22
Copyright. 1909. by Joseph Medill
Patterson and Harriet Ford.
Brand came In.

"Mr. Brand" began the managing
editor, there is a kick being made on
the Bartelmy story of this morning."
Eyes. sir; suppose So" Brand looked
up and saw Dupuy. and the reporters
face showed that he understood.
~ forward the kick to you indorsing
1t o. k" said MeHenry. I'm other
words. the kick goes"
why. what
This is a practical world" inter
posed Dupuy.
Brand grew bitter, for well he knew
the practices of Dupuy.
"Oh. yes; know the patter-a world
of live and let live. We must be very
careful before imputing motives. eh,
Mr.. Dupuy? Does not the good book
say. Let him that is without sin among
you cast the first stone-at United
States judges
wheeler Wheeler" cried McHenry,
I'VE only ask you in to talk 1t over
calmlyw
That man has hit me in the dark
before" exclaimed Brand. This is
the first time that he has come into the
light"
II desire to say that my clients" put
in Dupuy, like great many other OF
the alb - subscribers - to this paper
were disappointed at what they con-
ceived to be an unwarrantable attack
full of insinuations about one OF the
most distinguished members OF the
United States bench. and they wish
merely as readers of the paper to ex-
press the hope that nothing of the sort
will occur again. In which case they
are willing to overlook this mornings
article entirely-to, in fact, regard it
merely as a mistake, a mistake made
without malice.
"You mean | am to have another
chance to hold my job II I'll be good
from now on?' asked Brand.
Dupuy once more became complacent
such, | believe. is Mr., McHenry's
decision" he announced calmly.
You certainly have your gall. Du-
puy," cried Brand in menacing tones,
ito think you can muzzle me for $40
week I've paid more than that FOR the
privilege of fighting you"
The lawyer turned quickly to the
managing editor.
"You better let him go. McHenry,"
he suggested He's a crank"
Wheeler Brand was amazed at the
way IN which McHenry allowed Du
puy to influence him.
Does he give you orders?" he asked
meaningIy of the managing editor.
"Yes. my boy; he does. and accept
your resignation"
The reporter was by no means
daunted by his discharge.
I'm sorry for you" he cried. inclin-
ing toward McHenry.
Dupuy laughed significantly.
Reserve your sympathy for your
self, young man." he advised the
young newspaper writer.
Reserve your sympathy for Bar
telmy; he'll need it before long was
his cutting retort
"Oh. Is that soT' sneered Dupuy.
go west and grow up with the coun-
try. for If you hang around here to
hurt Bartelmy don't forget that crimi-
nal libel is punishable with arrest"
Sorry, old man." spoke McHenry
kindly. 'Tf didn't have a family I'd
go west with yon."
III 1t wasn't for men having fami-
lies" put in Dupuy phllosophically.
"thered be a revolution"
Brand Strengthened up and, with a
contemptuous expression on his race
started toward the door.
You've got more heart than sense,
McHenry," was the parting shot
which he hurled at the managing edl-
tor.
pretty tough on a reporter to fire
him for 'scooping' the town on big
story" said the managing editor.
"Oh. pshaw!" grunted Dupuy.
A boy entered with card. Dupuy
crossed to chair and picked up his
Overcoat.
"Mr. Nolan, sir" the lad announced.
with an amusing grimace. He's the
new boss. and he's got a couple O.
mitts on I'm like Jim ,Ieffries Gee.
but I'll bet Nolan is there with tn
wallop. all right"
Dupuy put his overcoat back on the
chair. His luck was still holding good,
he congratulated himself Here was a
chance to make the acquaintance of
the new owner of the influential Ad-
vance. an opportunity TO pave the
way possibly to secure future favors
from him for his clients when emer-
gencies arose. Needless to say. emer
gencies frequently arose to disturb
the peace of mind of the varieties of
people who sought the versatile aid
of Mr.. Ed Dupuy. He turned to face
NcHenry and said
"Oh. the new owner. I'd like to
meet him. If you don't object I'll
wait" Dupuy seated himself at the
extreme left hand corner of the office
close to the rack containing files OF
the daily papers. He took down a file
and began to read McHenry, laugh
ing at the patent anxiousness Of the
lawyer to meet Nolan. put on his coat,
A heavy step was heard, and the
bulky form of the new owner of the
Advance stood before the managing
editor. -