Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-11-10
BY HENRY RUSSELL MILE

III al III Vs.
CHRISTMAS SCENES.
a N old fashioned Christmas came
~ = that year. the air electric with
the keen snap Of 10 degrees
above zero. You felt Christ
mas that day. the joyous relaxation.
the pleasurnble excitement
| Yet the spirit of good Will was not
universal. as three men in that city
could have testified. They shivered in
a downtown Office and glowered hate.
fully at one another.
Its no use talking" No. ! was say
ing firmly. II won't have it. he must
| never come to trial."
but. heavens. man," No. 2 respond
ed !mpatiently. "tbe mans so plainly
guilty. It's fragrant case"
"Caught with the goods on" No. 8
added. Il couldn't help getting con-
viction II l tried"
"An the more reason why he must
not come to trial"
but think what 1t meansv' No. 2
/ argued. Everybody knows all about
! this thing. The newspapers have pub
lished beforehand the testimony OF the
! bellboy who overheard him Offering to
| take the hribe. They have published
! facsimiles of the check signed by Hen
derson and Endorsed BY Maiassey. Ev-
cry morning there is fresh editorial
! bowling for his conviction. The whole
! country is yammering. 'Malassey must
/ 60 to jail!' Our credit is little strain.
/ o<3 . &c. tyOYnrfhiHfy
placate these bowling fools"
bah! MACPHERSON. I'm not a fool
Do you think l haven't seen through
your scheme? You're trying to dis
credit me through Maiassey. because
I he's my councilman. oh. don't bother
denying 1t. Either this indictment is
pigeonholed-or you fight me-" he
| brought his clinched 6st savagely down
i on the desk.
I'm not afraid Of you,' MACPHERSON
snarled.
! The square chinned man laughed
! harshly. THAT'S another lie. You are
1 afraid OF me. You wouldn't be worth
the powder It takes to blow you up II
4 you didn't have me and the Slxth's
majorities. while can so out and get
the old Harmon crowd together and
beat you all along the line day after
tomorrow. I don't want to do it. but
II this trial goes on will. Now put
up or shut up: Is Malassey tried?'
4 There was silence minute
/ "No.'' The monosyllable sounded
more like VOLTS bark than a human
voice.
The square chinned man laughed
again "All right. There's good deal
of profanity packed away in that no.
Save it until I'm gone" He put on
his hat and left the office
I! =
i In a secluded corner Of the city's
most fashionable restaurant sat man
and a woman at early dinner. They
were evidently brother and sister. bav-
ing the same dark hair and eyes. the
same regular textures of the same
slightly Semitic cast. The man was
talking.
I ..And 80 laid hold on the man who
has life BY the throat. Now, what do
you think OF your most unworthy
brother?''
mo one hut you would have done It.
What audacity"
"Why nos7 can't afford not to be
audac!ous. 1t Is the only role that
suits me-"
Il "Ah. but will you win with all your
boldness? You say yourself that be
threatened to crush you"
my dear sister. the doubt IL IN.
worthy of you Rest assured. he will
yield Tonight will prove me right"
Her eyes rested proudly on him.
Eyes. the doubt Is unworthy. When
did you ever tail7 Who Gun resist the
witchery Of your magnetism"
1T is witchery, isn't 1t? But we
come rightly BY It. Strange how. after
i've generations Of Puritanism. our
breed should cast back and produce in
you and me copies Of our Hebrew an
cestress-glorious woman!-who fell In
love with Z Puritan. abandoned her
people to marry her lover, deserted
her husband to go on the stage sLd
bring the world to Der feet. A mag
netic sensationaIist! She uvedl And
We are her children" Il.
The woman shuddered. sD0n'tl I
always think of her tragic disappear
ance from the world aud her hideouz
end. Perhaps that u part Of our her
itage too"
i 'Nonseuse! OF what use are 0ve
genera lions Of puritanism IL not to
save us from that7 But even II II
were not 90. what Of It? While she
lived she lived-as shall. through
him" !.
.Ah. but VIM you b good for him.
Even In our philosophy there 10 the
theory Of equivalents"
~Yes. OF course that isn't Why
seek him-you ana have no illusions
But IKE him. and. please God. VIII
b q good friend. Will teach him on
philosophy. Ny friendship shall dis
cover to him the tremendous appetite
for life hidden away In the big soul a.
him. Through me he shall i've"
"Let us hope 90. and that you aren't
playing with Ore. But. TO change tn
subject. what Of your lady Of dreauhs1'
i His mobile face became dreamy. AMI
be murmured. half to himself:
''It II strange. have the fselina
that am e0ming nearer to her -