The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1912-08-21
~ MeIgIlle Daglssoa Fost


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quhlit 40 her. in her father, in every
s.CsaFnett. came ithperiously forward:
Begin nov. couftlandt, please; / an
Listening. =,
began then With what willing spin,
de ! could summon.
= Margaret GaTnett Listened clos6iyl
putting now and then q query, and
glancing now and then at the man
who sat applauding In that drst chair
OF the NTH row, as though to establish
somehow, Q relation there with tifa
mania Of Randolph Mason. 1t was eyi.
dent that was telling her nothing
that she had not already heard.
am almost wishing, Courtiandt,' =
she said. that Randolph Mason would
refuse % assist my father In the fight
with Mr.. Wood. It seems to be max.
ing the game unfair, like the Rhine
helping the Germans. there against
Caesar. This drama OF Gafki, like all
Homeric echoes, outrages my sense Of
fair play. There was not, as / re-
member, a clean fight IN the whole
Had; some god was always lending
q hand.
She sat q moment silently watching
caesar's pontooR bridges sucked I'M
der BY mysterious currents.
Il ought, as q dutitul daughter. ID
hold keener interest IN my fathers
side Of It'll suppose" she said. ..,If
MI Wood Is not checkmated, fathers
railroads will go into receiyershIp:
iaand IL my father brushes him, he viii
go, IN every sense, under the ak. SO
ought TO be fred with a certain bar
barrie eagerness for victory, and SO, in
q way, I am. But somehow, at the
bottom Of me, / wish to see the fight
fair. No handicaps. no Olympic leg
cling, the winning to the best man"
This impassioned speech was inter
rupted by a thin piping voice, little
more than birds chirp. please,
Margaret" 1t said, II am tired. May
go homer" The old aunt had awak.
ened. Her face was plaintlve, like a
child's. Time, having made life's cir
cult with her, was returning her to
dissolution by the cradle. : 4
summoned the old woman's maids,
& and they got her, with the footman's
assistance, to, the carriage. went
T. out with Margaret Garrett. She
hRrked back to her theme moment
as Itook my leave Of her. Good
night, courtlandt," she said. "Please
keep Randolph Mason neutral in this
fight. 1t is too fine struggle to be
spoiled by an outsider. II father wins,
shall have this mans head on a
charger, II wish it, If he loses let
the victor sell me into slavery"
I turned to call hanson, when one
Of the theater attendants touched me
,Gh tile arm.
7 beg your pardon" he said; "can
you tell me If this article belongs to
Miss Garrett? 1t was picked, up By
an usher in her box" He held in his
hand a fat gold locket attached to a
chain linking alternately topaz and
an opal. carried the locket to the
light and examined 1t. The case was
without mark. ! pulled it open to
see If there was, any inside, and
found there such a one as left no
doubt remaining. The locket contain.
ed the picture of her father. and op-
postte It, Of all persons on this earth,
the face Of Thomas B. Wood.
! returned the locket to the waiting
lackey. ut 1s certainly Miss Gar
nett's," ] said; you would better send
1t Immediately to her residence"
On Thursday morning the counsel of
John A. Garnett called on Randolph
Mason. When Pietro brought him in.
TO the office I took him for some cele.
hrated actor.
II have the honor" he said, ITO ad.
dress Mr.. Parks. I believe, the secre-
tary Of Randolph Mason. My name is
/ sAlger. I am here on a matter for John
2 "a. Garrett"
I hid under a conventional greeting
the flaming interest which these
words lighted Here was the envoy
which Margaret Garnet said her faith.
Ter was about to send. did not know
that this meeting was by appointment,
until Randolph Mason appeared on the
threshold Of the folding-doors between
The two rooms. He spoke to me.
Il shall be engaged with Mr.. .Alger
for the next half hour. Direct Pietro
to admit NO one" Then he went back
into the room, followed by the attor.
ney., / presently found Pietro, gave
him the directions and returned to my
table, where I could witness through
the folding-doors this conference which
Margaret Garrett wished SO greatly
to prevent It was Randolph Mason
who,begau the conversation.
Can You give me briefly" he said,
the history Of this case?"
The attorney was not moved to q
hasty recital by Mason's abrupt impa-
thence. He sat down In q chair be.
I fore the table, lifted his face, serene
with that deep internal composure
I common to those who are accustomed
ito speak the last lrrevocable word,
1and regarded Randolph Mason as he
doubtless would have raUardad .n,,o