The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-11-30
THE Man
HIGHER UP
BY HENRY RUSSELL
MILLER
Copyright. 1910. by Bobbs Msr.
rill Co.
CHAPTER XXI.
sANGER's CARD.


in one spot for Two consecutive min.
utes; no one thought of sitting
Sure 10 win; it's cinch. Ten to
three McAd wins Is best odds" They
say Harlnnd'S thrown up the sponge"
"Old mans sick | hear" "Tweuti.
eth II so for HarIand. though"
sick nothin'. Couldn't kill McAdoo
with dynamite "The Fourth II make
the Twentieth look like thirty cents
when the majurities come ill.," tom
Haggin told me 30 himself" give to
ten he wins by more than 10000"
Late I'm the afternoon bomb was
exploded in the midst of the crowd
A man. DreaIhiess and red faced.
burst into the room He rushed to the
group nearest the door
"Remingtons thrown McAdoo DOWN.
he shouted hoarsely.
Jaw. go on was the derisive an
swer
81 tell you
Chronicle. ENtry. Great s'nsashun.
All bout Remington's exposher."
stridpni voiced newsboy ran into
the room. waving II paper around his
head Great red letters fared on the
sheet There WIS an Instant scramble
to reach him. men showing one an.
other and snntching the papers that
others paid for The news once read,
papers fell from nerveless hands. Men
stared at one another with scared. un.
comprehending eyes. An overwhelm.
ing personal calamity seemed to have
fallen on every one.
The silence was broken by falter.
ing cry "lt's-it's a dashed lie!" The
speaker was young man-new to
politics. who had met Bob during the
campaign and had become one of the
big mans most ardent followers. He
was an earnest young man who cher
ished high ideals Of civic duty and
purity.
IL won't believe it," he repeated,
raising his voice appealingly. ITS all
lie,
just then Haggin came through one
of the rear doors. coatless. hat showed
back. n cold cigar sticking at an ag-
| gressive angle from his mouth.
whats the matter with you guys"
he demanded sharply. That's the
noiSest silence | ever heard"
One OF them handed to him a paper.
He read slowly.
"Aiy Godw he gasped. stunned as
were the others II dunno what to
do He's sick man-doctor said ty-
phuid got out o. bed to come down
| town-he's comm here now-don't let
| him know. an His voice rose in a
hourse below. Curse Remington for
IA dirty traitor!''
A man near the door swore sicken.
ingly. Hes coming" The murmur
ceased instantly
A carriage drew up before the ram
shackle building. Out of II stepped
Bob McAdoo-the man who never be-
fore had needed vehicle for his com
ingS and goinES He was Il very sick
man: every one saw that As he pass,
ed from the carriage, fretfully waving
aside the driver. who had sprung down
to assist him. he almost tottered. The
hand that renched for the doorknob
trembled visibly.
He opened the door and passed slow
" along the narrow aisle, nodding
mechanically. Then the strange silence
struck In on him. He raised his head
sharply, the lips parting little
what is IT." he said. His voice
was high pitched and querulous.
From the street came the strident
voice of the newsboy He was too
far away for his words to be dlstin'
guished. but he was coming rapidly
nearer.
stop that newsie!" a man exclaimed
involuntarily.
what is 1t? Why stop the newsie?''
The tone was still sharp and queru-
lous.
The young man who cherished ideals
standing before Bob sought to hide
his paper behind his back. The move
ment caught Bob's attention. Just be-
fore the paper disappeared behind the
young mans back he saw in big. far
ing red letters, "Reming"-
He held out his hand. Give me
that paper"
The young man stared ut him mute
ly, a scared look coming into his eyes
"Glve me that paperr' Bob repeated
dercely. He caught the young man
by the shoulder. swung him around
roughly and seized the paper.
Then he unfolded 1t and read. The
crowd looked on in dumb discomfort
Somehow every one present found
himself suffering horribly.
As be saw the faring headline Boil
felt his heart contract convulsively
: There was a sudden sharp throb in his
brain. and then strange numbnes'
spread through him, He reed through
the affidavit without being able tC
comprehend what 1t meant. There, II
its bold type, 1t seemed 50 impersonal
so much the thing which he was uset
10 see in the newspapers, that he coulc
not realize that 1t was PauPs, his
friends, public disayowal OF him. He