The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1911-01-10
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HENRY RUSSELL MILLER.


Copyright. 1910, The BE
1.-THE refusal of the district at
torney to prosecute this fragrant
crime is an outrage upon the coun-
ty. The audacity of our bosses in
refusing TO yield to the popular de-
mand in this matter would be in
applicable, were not the ruthless
hand of a certain one of our poll
ticiaDs plainly felt. 1t
is time this man was unseated. IL
is not the first occasion on which
he has defied, and forced others
to defy, public opinion, boldly and
openly and with the brutal disre-
eadr of others rights character
istic of the bar-room bully. He is
disgrace to the community. OF
all the men prominent in the
public eye we know of none who
stands forth so repulsively as does
Robert McAdoo. He represents
all that is brutal and shameful in
American politics"
In the fading twilight the man
against whom this attack was di-
rected read the bitter words, the
concluding paragraph of an edi-
torial in the evening Press. When
he had finished it's perasal, he
tossed the sheet aside and leaned
back in his chair, faint unpleas-
ant smile playing across his face.
He has begun already. The
fool! He forgets he is attacking
himself as we'll as me. To such
lengths will passion carry a mani"
There was a knock at the door,
and a young woman burst into the
room. At twenty-eight, Kathleen
Hlinn was still unmarried; TO the
wonderment of her many friends,
since she seemed made for the
home-life. She was beautiful,
with the beauty of health and of
the CHEEKY, unselfish spirit which
made her woman among women.
In the Fourth Ward school, of
which she was principal, thanks to
Bob's political influence, a thous-
and boys and girls loved her with
an unwavering devotion they did
not always &C dochrtrei
not always accord their parents.
The older generation of the Fourth
maintained the same attitude to-
ward her, less frankly perhaps;
trouble and sickness must seek
well-hidden corners indeed to
escape the searching eye of "Miss
Kathleen" She always remained
a mystery to Bob McAdoo.
What a shame!" she cried
alphabetically, holding out a
folded newspaper.
so you've read it, too. Nice
Christmas gift, isn't it," Bob
smiled in amused contempt. Il
wouldn't care about it, if l were
YOU"
Don't you care yourself?"
Il? Why, no. l know the ami
mus of the editorial, and the man
who inspired it,"
but think of the many who
will read and believe it,"
Then you don't think it true ="
He might lave asked her belief in
the theory of evolution, so coolly
fmpersonal and uninterested was
his tone.
mo, 1 don't" she answered
warmly. 81 see the fineness in
your strength, and know you don t
represent all that is brutal and
shameful in American politics. 1t
hurts me to read such cruel, I'M
just abuse"
you are a wonderful woman,
Kathleen. Always making others
troubles your own. No wonder
people love you!"
"Ah! but it isn't general inter
est in people, it's my particular
interest in you, that makes me
angry at this"
And why should you care about
me?"
Because / know such attacks
are apt to make themselves true,
by embittering the man assailed
And because / think of your won
derful possibilities. No, don't
laugh, please. | know what you
are now, but l know, too, what
you will become. l know that
some day you will be and do far
more and better than you have yet
set your eyes o."
"Ah! then you care only be-
cause of what / shall do when this
mysterious change takes place? 1T
isn't that you like me?" Again
his tone voiced purely imperson-
al inquiry, with no hint of disap-
pointment in it.
why should II" she laughed
frankly, with girlish toss of her
head.
why, indecd?" he smiled
back, pleasantly for him. "But
won't you sit DOWN."
You were slow giving the in
vitation!" she said gaily. But |
accept, for a few minutes. Be
cause | want to thank you for the
beautiful books"
Don't" he said, again pleas
antly. 81 still owe you more
than | can pay" She did not try
tC thank him further.
For some minutes they sat 81
lent before the fire, the man los
ing himself in contemplation of
The dancing flames, or what he
saw therein. Kathleen observed
him furtively, with the sensation
of beholding a stranger. Whether
from the softening effect OF the
.lirelight, or of his relaxation, or
of his uneXpressed thought she