The daily Alaskan., 1910-03-09
CHAPTER V.

! lgSssS aging editor of the Advance. In these months Brand made a showing with the paper that was never dream cd of by the owners preceding as being within the range of possibility. Made absolute master of the paper ana con seoueptly dictator of it's policy. the voupg man set pace that the papers | rivals found difficult tU equal, much less to outstrip His exposure or the scandals in the exclusive world Of high life insurance finance has thus | far proved the most vital reform or his administration. Asa result of this crusade. which drove half dozen leading officials from almost as many companies. the president of the United States stated publicly that the vast ! life insurance business of this country is now on thc souudeSt financial basis l it has ever had"
 But Wheeler Brand in the press of stirring events had not forgotten Judge Bartelmy. In fact. certain activities of rb,t esrimable Individual were just now under close scrutiny by the one lime reporter. who. 1T he could be pre- vailed on to speak concerning it, nIgur pOssury observe Jnat Jne judge ! was very soon Co have an opportunity to make a few explanations which would be received with uudoubIcd in- ! terest by tne puruc The young edi- ! tors suit for tue mnd ot Judith Bar . loo l dealing with Jua-e.S iamliy. Co be ID ! statu quo. She was still waiting for ! him "to become sane as she nud eX- ] pressed herself Go nIm. A girl ot lofty principles aud or decided strength of ! character. she could not see nls duty from his viewpoint Perhaps It was all quite natural quite womauly, quite daugnlerly. that she should subscribe absolutely Co her fathers side m the momeurous ease ot JUDGE BAR . TELMY VERSUS THE PEOPLE, l WHEELER BRAND AND THE AD- l VANCE"
 She was loyal to her father, and she was trying to be loyal to her lover. and the task was becoming more and more difficult. Yet she waited. and Wheeler Brand waited, and each pray ed that the other would eud the ordeal and heal two breaking hearts.
 Today we dud Wheeler Brand pro- ceeding toward the luxurious Nolan home on a fashionable residential thor oughfare 10 visit the proprietor Of the paper to hand him statement of the ] Advances progress, to discuss mat ters of editorial policy and to confer regarding a certain development con- ! cerning Judge Bartelmy.
 l At the Nolan home al reception had ! been announced. hundreds of invita- tlons sent out. but the responses did not encourage Mrs. Nolan in her so- cial aspirations. Society passed her by That was the whole story in brief. Society, as usual. was ever so much pleased with itself and was too busy to Include Mrs. Nolan. Phyllis | and Sylvester in its diversions. The ! husband and father cared very little ! for society. had no time for it, but he | fondly loved the courageous, warm l hearted woman who had uuCOmplain- ! iugly shared with him the Ouerous hardshlps of his early days, and 1t was ! his desire to gratify her ambitions as well as those of his daughter. The fortune be had pucEed from Nevada's dinty bosom enabled him to be gcuer- ous. and he smiled approvingly on ev- . cry new extravaganza of Mrs. Michael Nolan. Therefore lf she was socially ambitious she must have her way and be allowed Co carry on her campaign ! for recognition in whatever fashion she chose. Certainly the home he had es- tabllshed was a fitting vantage ground from which Co wage a war of dollars against the precipitOus embattlements with which the city's Four Hundred had encirCled it's camp. Palatial in size. the Nolan residence was equally palatial iu its furnishings. and only the magic word from the magic lips ! of a single member of the magic realm of ''the arlstoCracy" was necessary to send mouogrummed coaches in long lines to the Nolan doors, to tll the cost ly rooms with distinguished faces, to du to overdowing with happiness the yearnIng heart of Mrs. Michael Nolan.
 But the word had not yet been spo- ken.
 It was now late in the afternoon at the Nolan home. Phyllis walked across the drawing room. irritation plainly marking her pretty pink and white face. The music of a string orchestra stationed in the Conserva- tory ceased. She addressed a servant who stood at attention Ut a door at the right which led to the dining room.
 "Pitcher." she said discouragedly, "I don't think any one else will come, so tell the musicians they can gO."
 Yes. Miss Phyllis"
 At this point Mrs. Nolan came storm ing in. carrying a huge bunch of hot house grapes in her hand.
 Pitcher. noticed those caterer men are drinking all the champagne, and l y,,Dt ft stonDnd " Shn ordered loudly.