Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1910-01-21

She seated herself in a chair which
| McHenry indicated.
I'VE never tell the name of our writ
ers." answered the managing editor.
Her father had automatically suS-
gested to her that Wheeler Brand night
have written the story. This she found
difficult to believe. But she must be
convinced, and one Of her motives in
visiting the newspaper had been to
ask him-to ask him to tell her that he
was not the author of the new attack
on her father. She must see him and
learn the truth from his lips alone.
"Is Mr.. Brand in the Office now!' she
asked.
Eyes, l think So"
"Would it be possible for ME to see
him?"
"Why, yes. if you wish. I'll send
for him."
McHenry summoned the boy and
told him to TASK Mr.. Brand to come
in."
"We'ye noticed"-she hesitated-"all
his friends have noticed that he's be-
coming very radical lately" Judith
rose from the chair and stepped nerv-
ously toward the editors desk.
oh" he laughed. they :ul get that
when they're young, likc~the measles"
And that's something they all get
over. isn't it?" she asked eagerly.
YES" responded McHenry. stirring
as though to leave the room.
Judith stepped squarely in front OF
his desk.
But | don't want to disturb you.
Can't | 60 to his officer
"He hasn't got any office, and they're
all punched in the local room in their
shirt sleeves smoking. You wouldn't
like it. We haven't reception ROOM"
McHenry laughed as he spoke.
In his shirt sleeves, rolled to his ell
bows, with quick steps and squared
shoulders, Wheeler Brand. one Of the
ablest men on the city staff OF the
Advance, strobe into the office OF the
managing editor through the door lead
ing from the city and telegraph rooms.
YES. sir" he greeted McHenry.
Then he stopped short both in his
steps and i'll his speech. He had
caught sight Of the managing EDITORS
visitor. why. Judith" he gasped.
what in heavens name are you doing
here? T. At this point words failed
him, and he stood staring at her, with
his breast heaving violently as the re-
suit of his surprise.
The girl was also deeply disturbed In
spite Of her previous knowledge tnat
she was to be confronted by the man
she loved.
McHenry thought that the moment
had arrived when his presence was
no longer necessary.
Miss Bartelmy has asked to see you
for few minutes" he said, rising and
starting toward SSS2r-.-a4alau may
talk here" A handful of proof sheets
rustled in his grasp as he disappeared.
Wheeler Brand started towGrd the
girl
rs there anything the matter" he
queried anxiously.
She hesitated before answering.
Then she spoke determinedly.
YES; two things. First. you did not
come to my reception this afternoon;
secondly. there is that article about
father this morning.
81 couldn't get off from the office to
attend the reception. and am awful
" sorry" he protested. but as for
the story about your father-well. did
he send you here!'
"No. he didn't send me. But l
couldn't help seeing how disturbed he
was, and
"Then he knew you were coming"
"Why, ye3." Judith was trying hard
to understand what he meant by seek
ing out her fathers knowledge Of her
present mission, one which was to her
decidedly unpleasant.
Wheeler was plainly impressed, and
uhfavorably so, at the girls reply.
oh" he calculated disappointedly.
The quickly thinking girl detected
the significant tone of the newspaper
writer's reply aud FASTENED to ex-
plain.
81 heard my father say at dinner
that he feared there would be another
attack tomorrow" she said, "and
hoped through you to prevent its Tub-
LEGATION and to make the Advance
apologize for what it said this morn
ing. l don't see how your paper dares
to publish such things"
"But, Judith" he answered. I'VE
couldn't dodge a story as big as that.
We had to print it. That's what we're
here Tor"
But she was still insistent.
"Oh. of course, print the story, but
mean the insinuation all through.
Why, by using such unfair means
can bring dlscredit on any
one. Mr.. McHenry refused to apollo
gize He wouldn't even tell me who
wrote it. Do you know
Brand gave violent start. At first,
in her present mood. he hardly dared
answer the, girl. With a determined
effort he piled himself together and
answered her question.