The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1911-06-15

"Ail right. What's bad for me is BAG
for you and without further ado Nor
rissy affixed his fist to the sheet.
Here's the duplicate for you"
Morrissy lighted a match and set fire
to the sheet; he STAMPED on the ashes
with grim satisfaction.
Not for mine" with a laugh,
You're welcome to yours"
McQuade folded his deliberately and
put it away in the safe. The sheet oil
carbon paper he ~cru1npled into q bail
and tossed into the waste basket. We
all commit blunders at one time or an,
other. and McQuade a just commit;
ted his.
That's all. Morrissy. 1 think 1 cam
trust you fully. mean no harm, boy;
It's only self preservation"
oh, 50 long as your names on III
there's no kick coming from me: only,
l never saw you do such a fool thing,
before. Anything else today"
No. You might keep tab on that
fool Bolles. He's been drunk ever sincti
he came back from New York. And hel
doesn't know how to keep his mouth
shut
IN keep an eye on him"
He's the only man we have who!
can handle the dagos. III see you up\
at Dutch hall tonight. Donnelly Isl
making a speech there, n Wen OPEN
Il few kegs of beer for the boys" !
When Morrissy was gone McQuade
laughed softly and went to the safei
again. He proceeded to do TO his re-t
ceipt exactly h Morrissy had done
to his-burn it. So long as Morrissy.
believed hat McQuade held his sigma
ture, so long might Morrissy be trusted.
1t was only an idea, but 1t proved that
the boss knew his lieutenants tolerably
we'll.
The blackleg would sell the tomb
off his fathers grave" he mused,,
brushing the ashes from his clothes.
Let Bennington rip up his shops; all
the better for Donnelly's chances Of re-
election. The laboring party would bel
sure to desert W~arrington's standard.
since he was a personal and intimate,
friend of Bennington the oppressor. He
laughed again sinisterly. Presently
he would have them all by the threats.
He would watch them squirm, too.
the first real obstacle he (McQuade)
had encountered in his checkered ca
reer. Threats could not him. He
had believed at the start that he could
scare him away from the convention;
but the fool wouldn't be scared. And
his damned dog!
Hell eve reach the city hall, not
while 1 live, damn his i%mpudence!
That wornan though, is no fool. She's
kept her mouth shut. They don't al
ways do that. Well, l can write more
han receipts on the machine. I'll ruin
the house, and l honestly ked the
woman But I'll square accounts pres
emily"
Meanwhile Donnelly set the wires
humming. He finally got Bennington
at the shops.
This is Mr.. Bennington. Who is 1t
and what is wanted?"
This Is the mayor talking"
oh! Well, what is 1t. Mr.. Donnelly? 2"
II must see you at once in my office.
This is an urgent request. / can't ex-
plain the matter over the wire. But
you'll do yourself and me a great favor
if you'll come into town at once"
Very Important"
Extremely So"
II shall be there at 5 O'clock"
Thanks. I shall await you" Don
nelly hung up the receiver, very well
satisfied.
Bennington understood. Politics was
going to take a hand in the game.
After all, it was best to take the bull
by the horns at once and have 1t over
with. He knew how well he had forth
fed himself against any political ma
chinery. So, promptly at a quarter of
5, he departed, leaving explicit orders
with his subordinates. The strikers
moved aside for him, muttering and
grumbling, but they made no effort to
impede his progress. There were
groans and catcalls, but that was all.
He looked neither to the right nor to
the left, but presented his back to them
fearlessly. Chittenden, upon Benning-
toms advice, had gone to New York.
The strikers would nave used hin
roughly, could they have laid hands on
him.
Arriving in town, Bennington went
the mayors private office.
We'll Mr.. Donnelly?" he began, his
hat on his handsome lee and his cane
behind his back. neither offensive nor
defensive.
Donnelly closed the door leading to
the clerks office and came back to his
desk. He waved his hand toward a
chair. If he could bend this young
hot-head it would be a victory worth
while. politically.
Tn the first place. Mr.. Bennington,
aren't you going a little too hard on
the men%"
That was their lookout; they had
every chance to think the matter over,
to examine all sides of the question"
You went personally to the governor
for deputy police. Why didn't you
come to me?"
1.-THE governor is a personal friend of
mine.'
Il don't believe that 1 have been
found lacking in Justice" said Donnelly
thoughtfully.
II can't say that you have. But l
was in a hurry, and could not wait for
the local machinery to move"
"You have placed armed men in your
| shops without a justiiable cause"
tcontnued Next Week.
Leaving Him at Sea.
From Ideas.