The daily Alaskan., 1910-03-03
CContinued from Wednesday,

ticle attacking my father thlS morn ing" the girl began.
 Yes" answered MCHenry.
 "I wish an apology for it."
 "Is this a message from your fa- ther?'
 That's not the point This is the first time in his life that any one has yentured to question his honor. The article is false, and l think your pa per should apologize for 1t immedi- ately."
 Before saying as to that" returned the managing editor, 'I should have to refer the matter to the new pro- prletor, Mir. Nolan. You know 1t is not customary for a newspaper to take back what it says"
 The judges daughter raised her eye brows in surprise as she drew close to McuenryS desk, where he had reSum- ed his seat
 "I should think you'd have a good many lawsuits" she suggested.
 "Oh, no; not many. We go mp to the line. but We try not to step over it." He picked up several newspapers from bis desk. For misunderstanding the papcrs-"I don't think your father will feel inclined to sue us.' He rose as if to end the interview.
 Judith. however, was not 10 be thus disposed of,
 "I don't want to dctam you" she re- marked. but l should like to ask you who was responsible for that article" She seated herself in chair which McHcury indicated
 We never tell tue name of our writ CTS" answered the managing editor.
 Her father had Automatically sug- geSted to her that Wheeler Brand might 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 Mir. Brand in the office uowE she asked.
 "Yes, l think so."
 Would it be possible for me to see him?"
 Why, yes, if you wish I'll send for him."
 Mcueury summoned the boy and told him to ask Mir. Brand to come in."
 We've 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 all get that when they're young, like the measles" "
 And that's something they all get over, isn't it?" she asked eagerly.
 Yes" responded McHeury, stirring as though to leave the room.
 Judith stepped sQuarely in front of his desk
 But l don't want to disturb you. Can't go to his officer
 He hasn't got uny office, and they all punched in the local room in their shirt sleeves smoking. You wouldn't like it. We haven't a reception room McHeury laughed as he spoke.
 In his shirt sleeves, rolled to his el- bows, with quick steps and squared shoulders, Wheeler Brand, one of the ablest men on the city stan of the Advance, strode 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 in his speech. He had caught sight of the managing editors visitor. Why, Judith" he gasped. "What in heavens name are you doing here? r. At this point words failed him. and be stood staring at her, with his breast heaviug violently as the re- suit of his surprise.
 The girl was also deeply disturbed in spite of her previous knowledge that 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 a door. You may talk here" A handful of proof sheets rustled in his grasp as he disappeared.
 Wheeler Brand started toward the girl.
 "Is 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."
 "I couldn't get or from the office to attend the reception. and ! am awful ly sorry" he protested, But as for the story about your fuJher-wen, did he send you here"
 "No. he didn't send me. But I couldn't help seeing how disturbed he