Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-05-18
CHAPTER vIll-(continued.)

democratic contempt for IL gentlemans
gentleman. II have important bust
mes to transact with your master. Take
this card in to him. Hell see me"
Il will take the card to Mr.. Warning
son. the valet promised reluctantly.
There was, however, a barely percepf-
BILE grin struggling at the corners OF
his mouth. He was not wholly devoid
Of the sense OF humor, as a gcntleman's
gentleman should at times be.
william Osborne? What the deuce
does he want here?' asked Warrington
impatiently.
HE said his business was important,
sir. II it is half as important as he
acts-'
mo comments. please. Show Mr..
Osborne in"
Warrington turned al, his mail face
downward. He knew Bil! of aforetimc.
in the old newspaper days. Bill had
marvelously keen eyes, for all that they
were watery. Tie valet Eshcred him
into the study. He wore his usual
blasc expression. He sat down and
drew up his chair TO the desk.
"Wcll, MI. Osborne, what's on your
mind tonight?" Warrington leaned
..The truti. .a, Richard." began Will
Tam. II found this letter on the pave
ment this afternoon. Guess you'd been
down to the hotel this afternoon, n
OEOppSO IL. i IOuIlu AZ OUI III AiOllt.
There was no envelope, so 1 couldn't
help reading It,"
Warrington seized the letter eagerly.
1t was the only letter of it's kin in the
world. 1t was enchanted.
"Mr. Osborne. you've done me n real
service. ! would not take Il small for
tune for tins letter. ! dome recollect
how I came tc lose 1t. Must nave taken
1t out and dropped 1t accidentally.
Thanks"
Don't mention Il. my boy" Very
Few called him Mr.. Osborne.
1T Is worth q good deal to me.
ten as asreward?"
I'D feel hurt. Richard, but not Of
Tended" a twinkle in the watery eyes.
Warrington laughed, drew out his
wallet n handed William q crisp.
crackly bank note. 1t went. neatly
creased, into Williams sagging vest
pocket.
Have a cigaret?" asked Warning
tor
Richard, there's one thing I never
did. and that's smoke n of those cof-
I'm nails. Whisky and tobacco are all
right, but I draw the inc at cigarets."
Warrington passed him a cigar. WILL
lam bit off the end and lighted it. He
smiled with evident relish.
Seems Impossible. Richard, that only
. few years 8 you were a reporter at
the police station. But I always said
that you'd get there some day. You
saw the dramatic side of the simplest
case. | knew your father. He vas
one OF the best farmers in the county.
But he didn't know how to invest his
savings. He ought to have left you
RICH"
"But he didn't. A.ter all. it's a fine
life and win them yourself"
That's true. You're q different breed
from some Of these people who are your
neighb0rs. We're all mighty proud Of
y0u, here In. Hercuianeum. What you
want to do 10 to get into politics" Here
money and influence. and that's what
counts"
I'm seriously thinking the thing
overss returned Warrington. not quite
understanding the wink.
''Everything's on the bum I'm the
town; It wants q clean bill. McQuade
must 90. The man keeps a
promise. Told me In the presence OF
witnesses. last election. that he'd give
me q job on the new police board: and
yet after tloction he put In one Of those
Whlpper-snappers who know nothing.
OF course. you've been in town long
enough 70 know that Donnelly IL SIM
ply McQuade's creature. I never had
any luck
.Oh, u may change by and by
Warrington. at that moment felt gem
timely sorry Tor the outcast.
Bill twirleA his hat. you've never
1Aughea ct nj, Richard: you've always
treated me like q Gentlemni. which
WAs once. I dtenst mail that letter be-
cauQoMI wanted TO zee IL you had
chanDe0 any. Re you had become .
enooy Why. you could fight your blamed
oettlea yourself; no help from me,
But yOn'ro Just the same." He became
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