Yellowstone monitor. [volume] (Glendive, Mont.) 1905-1928, 1912-01-11


generations of Puritanism II not to
save rs from that? But even If 1t
were not so. what of 1t? While she
lived she llved-as I small. through
him"
Al. but viii you be good for him?
Even IN our philosophy there is the
theory Of equivalents"
Yes. OF course that isn't why |
seek him-you and have no illusions.
But like him, and. please God. viii
DC good friend. | will teach him our
philosophy. My friendship shall dis
cover to him the tremendous appetite
Tor life hidden away in the big soul OF
hlm. Through me be shall live"
Let Us hope so, and that you aren't
playing with FIRE. But. TO change the
subject. what of your lady OF dreams?"
His mobile face beca me dreamy. and
he murmured. half to himself:
1t IS strange. / have the feeling
that | am coming nearer to her. She
grows more real to me every day. |
can see her now. with her glorious
hair. her sad eyes and her beautiful
cold mouth with the tinge OF bitter
ness. She will come-of that | am GER
tain. But. come, enough OF serious
things. My watch says just one-half
nour until | must start for the scene
OF battle, enough to see you In your
train-if you insist on leaving to-
night?"
I must have my battle to fight
across the seas"
Then toast To our fortunesi
And may life always glow red for usr'
"Ah. I'm afraid OF that toast! And
Of our battlesF'
But they touched glasses and drank.
'"The refusal of the district attorney
to prosecute this fagrant crime is an
outrage upon the county. The au-
dacity of our bosses in refusing to
yield TO the popular demand in this
matter would be inexplicable were not
the ruthless hand Of a certain one OF
our politicians plainly felt 1t is time
this man was unseated. He is a dis
grace to the community. or all the
men prominent In the public eye we
know Of none who stands forth SO re-
puIsively as does Robert McAdoo. He
represents all that Is brutal and
shameful In American politics"
In the fading twilight the man
against whom this attack was directed
read the bitter words, the concluding
paragraph Of an editorial In the Even
Ing Press.
He has begun already. The fooli
He forgets he is attacking himself as
well as me. To such lengths will pas
sion carry n manr'
There was a knock at the door. and
a young woman burst into the room.
At twenty eight Kathleen Finn was
still unmarried-to the wonderment Of
her many friends. since she seemed
made for the home life She was beau
tiful. with the beauty Of health and of
the CHEEKY, unselfish spirit which made
her a woman among women. Tn the
Fourth ward school, Of which she was
principal. thanks 10 Bob's political In
fIuence- thousand boys and girls
loved her with nm unwaveriRg devo
ton they did not always accord their
parents She always remained a mys-
terry to Bob McAdoo
what a shamew she cried sympa
thetically, holding out folded news
paper.
$50 you've read 1t. too Nice Christ
mas gilt, isn't itT' Bob smiled in
amused contempt. II wouldn't care
about it II were you"
81 know such attacks are apt to
make themselves true by imbittering
the man assailed. And | think OF
your wonderful possibilities. No; don't
laugh. please ] know what you are
now. but know, too. what you will
become. know that some day you
will be and do far more and better
than You have yet set your eyes on"
"AhI Then you care only because OF
what | shall do when this mysterious
change takes placer IT isn't that you
like me?" Again his tone voiced q
purely impersonai inquiry. With no
hint of disappointment in 1t.
why should r. she laughed frank
", with girlish toss of her head.
why. indeedf'' he smiled back.
pleasantly for him "But won't you
sit down."
"You were slow giving the invita-
tion!" she said gayIy. "But accept
for n few minutes. because want to
thank you for the beautiful books"
Don't" he said again pleasantly.
Il still owe you more than can pay.
She did not try to thank him further
For some minutes they sat silent be-
fore the Gre Kathleen observed him
furtively. with the sensation of be
holding a stranger. He seemed
strangely less harsh than she was used
TO see him. She had never known him
so-sne cast about for the word-hu
man.
He stirred from his contemplation OF
the fire
Il have to be honest with you.