Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-06-01
CHAPTER XII.

derSon thai MIR. Warrington was wait
ing to see him.
Send him right in."
Immediately Warrington entered. He
was simply dressed in a business suit
OF dark blue. He wore a straw hat ard
a black tie. There was no broad ba no
OF Grape on his hat or his sleeve. He
a the poets horror Of %parading grief,
simply because it was considered fash
ionable to do so. He sincerely believed
that outward mourning was obsolete,
a custom Of the middle ages.
Hal" calculated the senator.
Good morning. How goes the fight %
Fine; my boy; I'll land you there
next week; you see II 1 don't. The
main obstacle is the curious attitude
OF the press. You and I know the rea-
son we'll enough. McQuade is back OF
this influence. But the voter doesn't
this. and will accept the surface
indications only. Now you know the
newspaper fellows. Why not drop
around to the offices and find out
something definite? 2"
It's a good idea. senator. I'll do it
this >very morning"
HAS McQuade any personal grudge
against you?"
Mot to my knowledge"
Hes a bad enemy, and often a
downright INSCRIPTIONS one. II it's
only politics, I'll have a chat with him
myself. You pump the newspapers.
You leave It to me to swing the boys
into line at the convention
n republican machine was in sore
STRAITS. II Donnelly won this time, it
would mean years Of democratic rule in
an essentially republican town. Nc
Quade must be broken, his strong BAR
ricades toppled: II now that there
would be no surprise for the public,
tho M inNftNy ~ Al- 5,y~-.A-- l---- -
look doubtfully upon what they called
the senator's coup. They wanted the
city hall. n they did not care how
they got there. Warrington was q fine
chap and all that. but his acquaint-
anceship was limited. He could not go
about shaking hands like D%onnelly.
who knew everybody, high and low.
Warrington, save that he was famous
Tor writing plays they had not seen,
Q would have understood IL they had.
Warrington was a SWELL" he had
nothing in common with the man who
carried the dinner pail.
And there the matter stands, my
boy" concluded the senator. shifting
his cigar from one corner Of his mouth
to the other. 'If / can swing the con-
vention the rest will be plain sailing.
once you start speech-making. oh.
McQuade is clever. He knew that by
exposing my hand he would lessen
your chances. But you tackle the
newspapers and see what can be done.
And good luck to you"
McQuade came down early that
morning. The first thing he did was to
call on the editor Of the Times.
Here's something" he said, tossing
a few typewriter pages on the edit
tors desk. .Thisll settle Warning
tsvNhnt An St 0p o~V~-s ~y-vA--
Read it and see for yourself. Me-
Quede sat down and picked up the
early New York papers.
Walford read slowly. When he
reached h last paragraph he returned
to the first and read the article through
again. He laid 1t down and faced his
employer.
Mr.. McQuade, the Cali and the
Times are the only papers in town
that pay dividends. The Times as it
today Is q good, legitimate
business investment. Do you want the
circulation to drop 10000 and the big
advertisers to cancel their contracts"
What's the matter with the story?
Isn't 1t all right?
Frankly. 1t isn't"
ITS true" said McQuade. his fist
you. every damned word Of IL"
THE truth Of 1t isn't the question.
1t's the ACCESSIBILITY Of publishing It.
1 say to you that II you insist on this
story's publication, you'll kill the Times
deader h q door-nail. I'll call the
business manager In" Walford whis-
tied through q tube, and shortly after
the business manager appeared. Read
this" Q Walford briefly, and Give
MI. McQuade your honest opinion re-
garding Its publication. Mr.. McQuade
thinks Il ought to run az local news.'
The business manager read It.
1T makes good reading, Mr.. Nc
Quade. but IL you want to XIII the
Times. run It. There are some stories
that can only be rumored, not print
ed. and this Is one OF them. II this
appears. you have my word that every
decent advertiser will cancel his con-
tract forthwith" ~.
frank triumph. McQuade had great
coincidence In these two men. He
ripped h manuscript into squares and
filtered them through his fingers INTO
the waste basket.
You boys ara probably right" he
said reluctantly. 81 have no desire to
see the paper loco Its sound footing.
socially n politically, % tar az this
town = concerned"
strengthening out some proofs. .Bnt
way"
60 ahead, then. I'm not particular
how's It's done 20 long a. you do it.
Perhaps, after an, it's Just 40 we'll. rye
got smother Idea. I can geo that rye
made . mistake"
McQuade started down the stairs
20 the street and met Warning
coming up. Tho two men
paused for : moment. then went
on. Once on the sidewalk Nc
Quade turned and hcsitated. no.
he had nothing to . to Mr.. War
rington. He strobe down the street
toward hto own offices.