The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1911-01-15

kH8t Two figures suddenly stood
in the doorway Of the composing room.
Ed Dupuy's telephone call was begin
ming to show results. Judge Bartelmy
and Judith. ready for last effort to
prevent, the publication Of the con-
demnatory article. quite unobserved,
glanced to where Brand and his asso-
ciate editor were at work, Don't
come In yet. Wait few moments
whispered the Judge. The girl slipped
down the hall into the managing edi-
tors little Office. the coign Of vantage
: from which she had previously been
able to hear all that took place in the
composing room. Bartelmy proceeded
directly to the form before which the
two editors were working. and Brand
saw that he must undergo another I'M
pleasan Mt encounter before the presses
began to whirl of his story. He
glanced impatiently at the clock and
raised his brows questioningly to the
Judge.
"Mr. Brand, has Mr.. Nolan been
here .tonight?" asked Bartelmy.
Yes
"Have you received instructions
about this storyT
Yes
what were those instructions? Is
the story to be printedw
"A Il ain not at liberty to discuss with
any outside person the communications
] receive from the owner, but l will
add for your information that the
story will be on the. press in Gerry
few minutes"
At this latest declaration Of Brands
Judith could restrain herself no longer.
She rushed through the doorway,
across the grimy floor, regardless of
the towing train of her silk gown.
Brand rubbed the back of his hand
across his eyes as though they were
deceiving him.
Good God. it is Judith" he exclaim-
ed. Then he turned to his assistant.
"Here, Mac, hurry-take this form
away"
The girls face and eyes were aglow
; with the effects OF the nervous strain
under which she labored on that
epoch making and epoch breaking
night before the startled night shift
of the Advance.
Wheeler, you're not going to use
that picture" she pleaded.
Take the form away" again order
cd Brand, his voice almost failing
MIN.
. NO no: don't send it! Wait. waltz
Glhe threw herself over the inky form,
Aer arms outstretched.
Brand tried to draw her away.
Judith. pleasew he protested
They can't have She was hys.
terical.
go to lunch, boys" ordered Brand
to the typesetters.
Wen miss the MAIL" protested Nc.
Henry.
81 don't care. Go to lunch
The compositors ceased work at the
finotypes and, wondering and whisper
ding, slowly filed out.
Judith" Brand besought her, won't
you
Listen to me, Wheeler" she broke
IN. II know everything. Father has
told me everything about-his-guilt
You understand what It means to me-
what he is to me. You must spare
him for mel"
judith, it's impossible"
! But it is the human thing to do.
oh, forget these ideals. Be just a
man-a man who lovesa woman and
protects her. You do love me, know,
in spite OF everything that you've
done"
Eyes, love your he cried fervently.
"And Wheeler, dear, I've not chang
ed" she told him fondly. II can see
how right you mean to be in what
you are trying to do, but in this you
are wrc-g. Whatever my father may
have done, his intentions were honest.
He had been involved by others and
when he tried to extricate himself it
was too late. They, not he, were
guilty. It was for their sakes, not his
own, that he offered you that money.
so you see you are wrong. Why,
Wheeler, if you belonged to me and
committed crime would die to
shield you from the penalty"
Brand answered her quickly.
THAT is wrong reasoning"
mo. no; it is right That must al
ways be-" she cried. 1T Is like-ike
a law of life. Can't you see that too?
] belong to you. Yes, belong to you,
and you should shield me. You must
feel toward my father as he were your
own because he is mine. It's not pos
si0ie that you would do this thing to
Your own father. Think of him that
Way-your own father! You'll not re-
greet it I'll make 1t up to you with all
my love for all the rest of life! Wheel
Eer, say you will do what l ask She
broke down completely and sobbed
Ebrokenly. leaning across the form.
I~Oh. say you will do what I askv'
Brand tried to raise her, but she
chung 70 him frenziedly.
Judith. for Gods sake, don'tr' he
said,
YES. yes; you must, yen shanp sha