Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1910-06-03
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| longed session of dreary small talk
should be interrupted.
Good evening Aunt Lefty" sal
Give, as he stopped over the excited
woman and kissed her. II called Il
see Mr.. Conover on matter of some
Importance The footman was mo-
sure whether he could-or Would-see
me or not. So, while | was waiting
for him to find out, / thought | heard
Good evening, Miss Lanier. You'll
pardon my left hand?'
The right he held behind him, yet
in one of the mirrors Anice could see
the knuckles were swathed in plaster
The hand he offered, too, was bruised
cut and discolored.
Il had slight accident he said
hastily, noting her glance. Nothing
of importance. /"
"Mr. Conover has told us of it," an
swered Anice. "It was splendid of
you, Give! You risked your life to-
'"To get out of fight that my own
folly had brought on. That was all.
I'm afraid my tour wasn't exactly a
success. In fact, I fear it will so
down in Mountain State annals as the
colossal failure of the century. So
I'm back"
you've given up?" she asked in
quick interest.
"Why? Do you want me to-"
mo"
Her monosyllable told little. Her
eyes, which he alone could see, told
more Give was satisfied.
81 have not given up" he said SIM
ply, land I am not going to-"
ooh, but, Give" put in his aunt,
finding her voice at last after the
shock of seeing Standish walk thus
boldly into the lions den. you'd
really better give up the whole silly
business. I'm sure Mr.. Conover would
be so pleased"
'T don't doubt it," replied Standish,
smiling grimly at Anice over the old
lady's bobbing head, "but I'm afraid
it is a pleasure that's at least de-
ferred. The kind that Solomon tells
us maketh the heart sick I'm still
in the race Very much in it."
''Why do you want to see Mr.. Con-
over?" asked Anice,. cor is that an i'm
PERTINENT"
''Not in the least I want to come
to an understanding with him. At
fairs have reached point where that
is necessary
can understanding"
eyes. AS long as he contented him
self with ordering his fellows to lam
poon and villify myself and the
League I made no complaint. It was
dirty, but I suppose it was politics.
But when he muzzles the press,
orders the police and the mayor of
the cities to refuse me fair play, and
sets thugs to attack me and Illegally
steals the State conventions, it's time
to have it out with him face to face.
That is why I am here, and why
shan't leave until I have seen him. I
hadn't meant to say all this to you"
he added, ashamed of his own heat,
''but-"
"Well," came the Railroader's stri-
dent tones from the hall outside,
"where is he, them"
The portieres were swished aside
with a jerk that set the curtain rings
to jingling, and Caleb Conover, in rid
ing dress, hated. spurred and slash
ing his crop against one booted leg,
filled the narrow doorway.
Mrs Conover gave a little gasp OF
fear. Anice Lanier let fall over her
bright face the mask of quiet reserve
it always wore in her employers pres
ence.
Give rose and took a step toward
his unwelcoming host.
And so, for ten seconds, the rival
candidates faced each other in silence
"a silence with promise of storm.