The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1911-05-27

IN q d1sheartened Hgt1ess way. pa
y But It set him thinking" rejofned
Jefferson. mo one ever spoke to my
father nne that before. It did him
good He's still marching up and
down the library, chewing the cudr-
Noticing Shirley's tired face and her
syez with great black circles under
meath, be stopped short.
Now, don't do any more packing to-
night, I" he said. 'Go to bed, aud In the
morning I'll come up and help you.
Good nightv'
Z "Good night, Jeh," she smiled.
He went downstairs, and after doing
some more packing she went to bed.
But it was hours before she got to
sleep, and then she dreamed that she
was in the senate chamber and that
she saw Ryder suddenly rise and de-
nounce himself before the astonished
senators as perjurer and traitor to
hin country, while she returned to Mas.
sapequa with the glad news that her.
father was acquitted.
Meantime solitary figure remained
IN the library, pacing to and fro like. 4
lost soul in purgatory. Mrs. Ryder
had returned from the play and gone
to bed, sereneIy oblivfous Of the drama
IN real life that had been enacted at
home. The servants locked the house
for the night, and still John Burkett
Ryder walked the floor of his sanctum,
and late into the small hours of the
morning the Waterman going his lone
ly rounds saw a light in the library
and the restless figure Of his employer
sharply silhouetted against the white
blinds
For the first time In his life John
Ryder realized that there was some
thing in the world beyond SELF BE
had seen with his own eyes the sacri-
fee q daughter will make for the IA
Their she loves, and he asked himself
what manner Of a man that father
could be to inspire such devotion in his
child. He probed into his own heart
and conscience and reviewed his past
career. He had been phenomenally
successful, but he had not been happy.
He had more money than he. knew
what to do with, but the pleasures Of
the domestic circle, which he saw 9th
er men enjoy, had been denied to him.
Was he himself to blame? Had his
insensate craving for gold and power
led him to neglect those other things
in life which contribute more truly to
mans happiness? In other words, was
his life mistaken, Yes, 1t was true
what this girl charged-he had been
merciless and INSCRIPTIONS in his dear
ings with his fellow man. It was true
that hardly dollar of his vast fortune
had been honestly earned. It was true
that it had been wrung from the peo-
pie by fraud and rickery. He had
craved for power, yet now he had tast~
ed it, what a hollow joy it was, after
all! The public hated and despised
him. Even his so called friends and
business associates toadied to him
merely because they feared him. And
this judgethis father he had perse-
cuted and ruined-what a better man
and citizen he was! How much more
worthy Of child's love and Of the es-
TEEN Of the world!
What had Judge Rossmore done, att
er all, to deserve the frightful punish
ment the amalgamated interests had
caused him to suffer? If he had block
ed their game he had done only what
his oath, his duty, commanded him to
do. Such girl as Shirley Rossmore
could not have had any other kind of
q father. All, If he had had suDA a
daughter he might have been better
man, if only to win his childs respect
and affection. John Ryder pondered
long and deeply, and the more he
ruminated the stronger the conviction
grew upon him that the girl was right
and he was wrong. Suddenly he look
ed at his watch. 1t was l o'clock.
Roberts had told him that it would be
an all night session and that a vote
would probably not be taken until very
late. He unlocked the telephone and,
calling "central,'' asked for "long dis
lance" and connection with Washing
ton.
It was o'clock when the maid en-
tered Shirley's room with her break
fast, and she found it's occupant up
ana dressed.
why, you haven't been to bed,
missv' exclaimed the girl, looking at
the bed in the inner room, which SEEM
ed scarcely disturbed
mo, Theresa, II couldn't Sheep"
Hastily pouring out cup Of tea, she
added: II must catch that 9 O'Clock
train to Washington. I didn't finish
packing until nearly 81
"Can I do anything for you, miss1''
inquired the maid. Shirley was as
popular with the servants as with the
rest OF the household.
NO." answered Shirley, there ara
only few things to go in my suit
case. Will you please have a cab here
In half an hourY
The maid was about to 60 when she
suddenly thought of something she
had forgotten. She held out IN en-
velope which she had left lying on the
tray. --.. ..s ..... .
: ooh, miss, Mr.. Jorktns said to give
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