The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1910-05-07

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clenched He was at bay. Darlington
felt as if he were in he midst of some
mad dream.
Sometimes l succeeded in opening
the safe; and sometimes. when luck
went against me for two or three
months, Norah tipped me the combina-
ton. She dared not do it too often. So
the months went on Once a month
was permitted to visit my grandchil-
dren. My son grew richer and richer:
for myself remained in the valley of
humiliation. had no chance. l had
never met any of my sons friends; he
took good care that did not; so they
were in total darkness as to my exis-
tence. But the ball and chain were
knocked off last night. Your papers
are, after all, only an incident Caliban
revolts. Mr.. Darlington, my son! Oh,
l am proud of him. believed the
genius for robbery was mine. am
veritable tyro beside Henry. Halt
dozen millions from The pockets of the
poor at one fell swoop!, Where's your
Robin Hood and his, ilk? But it isn't
called robbery; it is called high f.
nance"
He applied match to his dead
cigar and thoushtfully eyed his son.
"And there is a good joke on me,
weaving in and ont of all this. reg
ularly invested half my allowance in
c1o, tn
Insure MY old age. 1t Jared me when
l read the truth last night. | hate to
be outwitted. Henry, sit down; you
make me nervous" Z.
well, what are you going 10 do?"
asked the son. AS he faced his fa-
Their there was something lionlike in
his expression.
Sit down, my son, and I will tell
you," answered the old man, quietly.
He knew that his son was fighter,
and that to win he would have to
strike quick and hard.
Cavenaugh flung himself into his
chair. At that moment he did not
know which he hated the most, his
father or Darlington.
First. you will write out that
check for fifty thousand"
"Blackmail!"
Nothing of the sort For 20 years
you have kept your heel on my neck.
could do nothing; opportunities
came and dared not grasp them: my
genuine ability was allowed to rust.
1t is simply compensation. Blackmail?
l think not. could easily force a mil
lion from you. But l am and have
been for years an honest man. And
for my early transgression," bitterly.
''This hour is mine, and | propose to
use it,"
what guaranty have I Of your
good faith?' ficrcely.
"My word" calmly. ~ have never
yet broken it."
Darlington gazed longingly toward
the door. 1t was horribly embarrass-
ing. He began 10 realize that Kate's
father would hate him bitterly, indeed,
and that his own happiness looked
very remote.
Cavenaugh turned to his desk, filled
out the blank. and passed 1t to his IA
Their, who, with scarcely glance at
it. passed It back with negative
shake of the head
"The official certifying stamp lies
on your desk; Use it,"
There was no getting around this
keen-eyed old man. He knew every
point in the game.
You will live TO regret this" said
Cavenaugh. his eyes sparkling with
venom.
II have many things to regret; prin-
cipally that fate made me a father"
The old man passed the check over
to Darlington. You're lawyer; does
that look legal TO you?"
Darlington signified that It did.
Now, then, Henry, you will write
down on officia paper your resigna.
ton as president and director OF the
General Trust Company OF America.
You will give orders for the restitu-
ton Of the millions that were fraudu-
lently added to your capital. | am
not the least interested in what man
ner tha rastitutionS are made an ling