The Washington times., 1911-02-01
To Him That Hath
By LEROY SCOTT
Copyright, The Frank A. Munsey Coz

poverty, managed to put her off with
$l5-though for this amount she refused
to turn over the letters. Before giving
her the money he asked IL she had kept
secret her knowledge of Morton. and and
her answer was such as to leave him
no fear. This kind Of thing is the same
as money in the bank; telling 1t is SIM
ply throwing money away"
After he had paid her, and she had
gone, he fell to meditating upon this
new phase of his situation. She would
soon come again, he knew that-and his
slender savings could not outlast many
visits. When his money was gone and
she still made demands. what then, II
the end of the deal was not fortunate?
And, now that he was quteter, the
irony of his new phase of his situation
began to thrust itself upon him; Here
he was, forced to pay money that the
world might continue to believe him
thief! He laughed harshly, as the point
struck home. He and Rogers were q
pair, weren't theyi-the great FEAR or
one that he might be found out to be
thief, the great fear Of the other that ne
might be found out not to be a thlei:
What would Helen Chambers think II
she knew that not only was he trylng h{
to pay a debt he did not owe, put that
he was paying to retain that dept!
Presently Rogers came in and they
started for lunch, first leaving note
that would send Kate Morgan on
long errand go as to have the office
clear for a conference with the mayor
in the afternoon. AS they passed
through the hall they brushed by jim
nlie Morgan, who hastily slipped a bot
tie into his pocket.
The experiment with kate,s 1ather
had not been successful. David had ad-
vised Rogers to discharge him, but Rog-
ers, while admitting that to do SO
seemed a necessity, said that II Would
be as we'll to wait two or three weeks,
when the end of the land deal would
~, naaHnn
one to tell him that what kept the
father in his place was the fear of the
daughters disappointment.
An hour later David and Rogers, ac-
Companied by the mayor. re-entered the
office. and the three plunged into a dis
CussiOn of matters relating to the deal.
After a time the mayor asked:
chambers amt showed his hand in
this thing at all vet, has he?'
No. said Rogers.
~ s'pOSe he's savin' himself for the
ftnishin' touches. He's like this chap
Dumas wrote them stories l used to
like to read. He's got so many things
goin on together. he's cnlv got time TO
hand out the original order and then
take the credit when it's done.
But Say-did you see the way the
Reverend What-d' you-call-him jumped
on him this mornin in the papers? You
didn't? Well, ii was about that hundred
and fifty thousand he's tryin' TO give to
help found seminary for making mis-
sicnaries. The preacher ordered his
church not to cast even one longin' look
at the coin. He said II was the devils
money, and said 1t was diseased with
dishonesty, and mentioned several deals
that Chambers had got people into, and
left 'em on the sandy beach with moth
in but the skin GOdd give 'em. Oh, he
gave Chambers what was\comin' to him.
Me. amt never seen diseased dollar
that. when it come TO huyin', wasn't
about as able to be up and doin' as any
other dollar-but, all the same, l say
hurrah for the preacher
The dozen or more times David had
been with Mr.. Chambers he had met
him socially, and he remembered him
as a man of broad reading and inter
ests, of unfaiing courtesy. David could
not adjust his picture of the man 20 the
the papers and magazines, and to the
Occasioned Vituperative outbursts Of
which the one that morning was fair
sample. So he now said with consid-
cradle heat:
II don't believe in the centraIiation
of such vast wealth in one mans purse
but have no sympathy with those per-
sons who call a man a thief merely
| because he has the genius to accumu-
late it,
And neither do I. friend" said the
mayor soothinglly. "If there's any gent
I don't press agin my bosom, It's a sore
head. But I know about Chambers!
| You set that down. He paused for a
! few moments, then asked meditatively,
II suppose Miss Chambers don't believe
any O. them stories?''
''She knows the stories spring either
from jealousy or vindictiveness, or from
| totally mistaken impression of her
father"
II thought she must look at him about
that way" The mayor nodded thought
fully. "D'you know, I've thought
-more'n once about her and her father?
She's about as fine as they're turned out
that's the way I size her up. Con-
| science to burn. Mabbe some O. these
days she'll find out just what her old
mans really like. Well. when she finds
out. what's she goin' to do? That's
! what I've wondered at. Somethin' may
happen-but I don't know. Blood s
mighty thick, and when it's thickened
with honeywell. sir, it certainly does
hold people mighty close together!''
(The Continuation of This Story VIII
BE Found in TOmOrrOw's Issue
Of The TiunARl