The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-12-07
THE Man
HIGHER UP
BY HENRY RUSSELL
MILLER
Copyright. 1910. BY Bobbs Mss-
rill Co.

I lost. didn't ~"
Lost Kathleen laughed proudly.
NO, indeed. You won-and by nearly
10000. Aren't they the dear. good PEG
| ple?"
And II was true. Sanger had mis-
calculated Paui's declaration had
been received by many with the skep.
ticism with which eleventh hour
charges generally are received Oth
I ers had seen only the treachery IN
Paurs deed and had become even
more set In their determination to vote
for McAdoo. Thousands had defiantly
said that they did not care and had
been ready TO find excuses for the
bribing of the delegates. And the
news Of his collapse and his critical
condition had been an unanswerable
appeal TO sympathy.
But Bob heard the news apatheti.
cally.
II don't seem to care. almost wish
] had lost Then ! shouldn't have to
20 on with the lighting. wonder
why they did it?'
Don't you know?"
what they charged was true. The
delegates were bribed. They ought &c
have repudiated me-"
"Ah." Kathleen answered proudly.
but they love you!"
He shook his head YEARLY. 1T was
because they didn't realize"
Another day-it was the first time he
was allowed to sit up in bed-when
the nurse had gone out Of the room
for few minutes he began the con-
versation himself.
Kathleen he began abruptly,
then stopped. IL talked good
dealT'
! almost continuously"
"And you housekeeping
about Mrs. GilbertY'
YES"
even what cowardly brute was
to her at the Dunmeades' 2" A faint
flush came TO his sunken cheeks.
"Yes, even that" she answered.
His next question came after long
pause.
"A woman couldn't forgive that.
could she. Kathleen
Not many women, think"
His voice became husky. 1--WE been
thinking of that good deal. lid
like to make that up to her II could,
| Kathleen"
"You may have the chance some
day." Long afterward, thinking over
| this scene. be seemed to remember
that her voice was very tired; he sup
posed IL was because the strain of the
watching had been too much for her.
And he thought of many things be-
sides his relation to Eleanor Gilbert.
When Tom Haggin, in his rough way,
told him of the sorrow the people had
shown for his sickness Bob felt his
heart suddenly expand in deep.
strong affection for them. They were
his people-his not because his ma.
chine had whipped them into submis-
sion. but because he. though unworthy,
lived in their hearts.
He knew that over the land were a
hundred million others like those of
his city-all struggling always, produc-
ing always, giving TO humanity the
equivalent for the right and means to
live. giving more than the equivalent,
giving more and better than they re-
ceived from the world. A brave. pa
tient. Woodworking. faithful. deserving
people these. Pity the man who could
not feel thrill Of pride that he was
one of them. Bob suddenly knew that
love of ones people is distinct. def
mite. overmastering emotion which ex
ats a man and dwarfs his petty self.
He knew of the great common
people of the land. whose lives are he
ing worn out In the effort to produce
far more than they consume. al the
end having nothing but the necessity
for increased. harder effort, looking
about them in dazed wonder and
plaintively demanding: why is 1t that
we cannot rest? Why have we moth
ing? whittier has 1t gone-that which
we have createdT'
whittier had II gomez He knew the
answer. II gloomed solemnly down al
him from million dollar palaces, honk
| Ell HOhTbtiI lHIOuBu thV obSSsS AA~>~
costly imported automobiles, flashed
brilliantly from bejeweled fingers. kept
cleaning necks and shoulders warm
in the face Of shivering poverty. CUR
gled In goblets of precious vintages
raced painting under the wire Above
all. he read the answer In the terrific
power of the modern feudal system
| binary
was slowly crunching, crunching
crunching. his people into helpless
: subsection.
How had such tnlngs come to pass
All. that question he could answer
since be himself had once been a par
Of the system! He knew far bette
than did his patient, blinded people
the enormous sums of money needed
to are the engines that run the ma
| tion's nnIiticnI machinery and whence