The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-09-19

L NASNAS AiA eAA0S WA. oAh4y Jul A&h0S'
distinguished guests are introduced
here. Isn't 1t beautiful old room?
love it, but John calls it the grave
yard Of futile ambitions So many
men have come here, thinking to estab
lish their names, only to find them
selves helpless puppets"
They sat in silence broken only by
the murmuring of the fire. After
awhile he became aware that she was
looking at him intently. He turned
toward her quickly.
"You caught me. didn't your she
laughed. II was trying to unearth
the real McAdoo."
"And what did you discover
She shook her head. 81 can't tell
yet" she answered gravely, then. she
added abruptly, "Mr. McAdoo. will
you tell me what you think Of my
husband-honestly
Bob looked her straight In the eyes.
II used to think him merely q shall
low demagogue. That was before ]
knew him. Now I believe him to be
q sincere but very foolish man. He
has the knack Of getting hold Of the
popular heart. He could make almost
anything Of himself If it weren't for
his reform notions. He's ahead Of his
time" y
"There must always be a pioneer"
"And the pioneer is generally sacri-
feed to his cause" Bob said senten-
tiously. "He does the work and sees
another reap the glory"
"Yet Murchell, the shrewdest politi-
clan we have ever had, has Joined
forces with my husband"
| THAT merely proves my statement.
| Murchen has been considered invinci-
BILE. Lately, since his open alliance
with your husband, his organization
has been failing to pieces. He is like
ly to lose his hold on the railroad.
And he can't make up in popular sup
port what he loses among us politi-
Clans"
Mrs. Dunmeade raised a protesting
hand. please don't say us politi-
| Clans Because-one must speak
right out to you, mustn't one?-I
brought you In here to ask you to Join
forces with us"
/ III Aly CAty lucy WO0A0 C0h tA0t q
joke, Mrs. Dunmeade."
"It isn't Joke to you., is it?'
| "a Steel City newspaper once re-
marked editorially," he answered GRIM
", .'that could be explained only on
the hypothesis that / am totally lack
ing in moral sensibility.''
"You are willing that the world
| should hold that opinion?"
| Really, Mrs. Dunmeade, / never
bother about what the world thinks"
She studied him gravely. IF it be
true that you frankly. deliberately
choose the career Of corruption--the
editorial was wrong; you are not a
moral idiot-what a monster, what an
abnormality, you are! can't believe
that Of any man. You haven't an
swered my proposal that you join with
u.s."
| eff that is all you need to set you
right" he said quietly, no."
| But you said my husband is sim
cere."
I "He is. or. rather, he thinks he IT,"
Bob answered, all his brutal cynicism
finding expression. HE really desires
reform, but not for the reforms sake.
He'll never be content unless it Is
worked out through him."
| "Ah," she cried. show you misjudge
him! / tell you John Dunmeade
would gladly smash the god OF self to
atoms for the sake Of his great pur-
pose. He has already made the bit
| terest sacrifice possible for man like
him. He has gone along with the old
order, compromising and dealing, ac-
cepting little - infnitesimal - better
ments, to make beginning, to pave
the way for the sweeping reforms he
thinks necessary. You wonder why
talk to you, total stranger, In this
fashion. 1t is because have marked
you out as one who can be ire
mendous help to us-to him. Tit is
part Of my atonement. Even when he
was boy in college he was an en-
thusiast, worshiping high ideals. And
he fought hard to make politics clean.
Then he loved me. I was ambitious
for him to rise. In a small, careless
way I shared your philosophy then,
and I tempted him with the sophistry
of expediency. Because Of me he
made his first compromise. made
John Dunmeade a trickster. was
wrong, and he was right. All 1 can
do to make up for 1t is to win posi-
ton where he can force some Of his
dear reforms. I've done q little. I
madA SMurchell his friend. Murchen
has made him governor. You could
help US so much" she added, looking
at him wistfully.
Bob smoked slowly and thoughtfully
! for few minutes. Then he threw his
cigar into the fire and rose. III
"I'm keeping you too long," he said.
Mrs. Dunmeade rose too.
you're not to be moved. I see. by
personal appeal" she said. II have a
very definite purpose in telling you of
my husband and myself. want you
to know US as we really are because
the time is coming when you will be
forced to join with u.s.
= "Forced?"
"Yes. forced. You said that man is
a fool to be another's puppet. Yet you
know that you have been the servant
of the financial ring controlling this
state. Unless am sadly mistaken in
you, you will soon find it impossible to
play both your game and theirs. Your
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