The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1911-10-21

4 Adoo succumbed to that force
which we call personal attrac-
ton. The friendship, if such it could
be called at the beginning, took its
sone from Bob rather than from the
young lawyer. quiet and undemonstra-
tive. With a wisdom born Of instinct
rather than of deliberation the latter
consistently subordinated himself to
the older man, never seeking to op-
pose his will. And. though the init
macy became closer. always Bob must
listen to habits vigorous protest
against the change. 1t was not until
Remington won his way to the legis-
lature that the protest ceased to make
itself heard.
The friendship. as those who could
observe closely at last came to recog-
niZe it to their utter mystification,
was good for McAdoo. Under its i'll
f1uence be warmed gradually. There
was perceptibly less harshness in his
demeanor.
The Finn home had for some years
been in fine old house standing in a
quarter whence the tide of fashion
had recently ebbed. Bob had bought
it as a speculation, but, finding no i'm
mediate purchaser, had moved himself
and his charges into it. much to the
outward pride and inward perturba-
ton Of Patrick and Norah. One even
ing Paul Remington entered the house
and was shown into the library, where
Kathleen sat alone sewing.
With her permission he lighted his
pipe, and they sat silent before the
fire for some time. He broke the ST.
lence abruptly.
II saw her today"
mot the lady Of your dreams? And
In the tlesh?"
1.-THE same! I was standing in the
depot, waiting for a fellow who didn't
come. Can you imagine a more disgust
Ing place for romance? A lady drop
ped her kerchief. With the prompt
gallantry that is one Of my charming
traits, I picked it up and returned it
to her. All, thank you And. she
deigned to give me the hundredth part
Of a fraction of a coldly Indifferent
glance, as though I were the cement
beneath her feet. Then I turned cold
and stiff with fright and wonderment
1t was she-as l had dreamed her. l
stood. staring like yokel, while she
passed through the gate to her train
made dash to follow her, to be
met by blue arm with brass buttons
and the prosaic demand. Show your
ticket, please! Ticket! l said. I've
no ticket Cant pass through thenv
Man. I said. I must. I'm the presi-
dent Of this railroad. I'm the governor
OF the state. I'm the president Of
these glorious United States. It's
matter of life and death. I must!
Cant pass without ticket was all
the concession / received. l rushed to
the ticket agents window. 'Ticketv
demanded. Where tor he said leisure
ly. as though the solar system hadn't
suddenly stood still. Where to? I
don't know l confded to him. First
stop on New York limited, 1 suppose
He handed me few inches of paper.
/ threw down a bill and, without wait
Ing for change. rushed out to the gate
man. waving my ticket frantically.
Now will you let me passT I cried
Nope he answered TRANQUILITY. Train
just pulling OUT It was true! / sat
down on truck and spent fifteen
minutes inventing new ways of ex-
pressing profound black despair. And
SUCH" he cried, striking a tragic atti.
tude, lis the baleful effect Of modern
invention upon romance. Weep with
me.'
PAUL" Kathleen exclaimed, star
tied. You let your imagination carry
you away. Come back to earth. She
may be the very opposite Of all you
Imagine her,"
mo, no, Kathleen! She's not imag1-
nation. She's the realest thing in my
life. I'm horrible sham beside you
real, big people, but there are three
genuine things in my nfe-she, my
friendship for you and my honest uk-
ing for Bob"
Kathleen made as If to speak, but
said nothing.
"Yes?" he urged her gently. "Say 1t. !"
"Paul," she said impulsively, "your
Hiking for Bob is honest, isn't it? Be-
cause you're the only person he has
ever given his friendship to, and /
think it's a. deeper friendship than
either Of you realizes. If you were to
prove false to him he would be hope
lessly imbittered. Think of the evil
he might do if he were to run amuckl
You and he are men Of different tastes
and temperaments. The day may
come when you may be tempted to
n turn away from him. You will be a
/ true friend to him always, won't you r.
lot course WILL" he said, smiling
b 1T her earnestness. - ~ y 8.
}a "Ah. no. Paul! Such things aren't
/ always of course You're both in
4 politics. hate politics; It makes men
VA