Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1912-10-23

not rob, main or kill them, and will
defend them against those who would.
Bivens merely shrugged his shout.
ders and answered In measured, care
full tones: 4, !. .... 81
':Then I suppose I'll have to fight
you whether wish it or not?' +.
Eyes, and you knew that before you
came here tonight. You have heard
that am beginning suit for dam
ages against your company
Bivens laughed in spite Of himself,
bit his lips and looked at the doctor.
II assure you had heard nothing of
such suit, and now that have it
does not even interest me-"
"Then may ask the real reason for
this urgent call?' 49,.
"You may" was the cheerful re-
Spouse. And will answer frankly.
l am engaged to be married to Miss
Nan Primrose. The wedding is to oc
cur in few weeks. In some way she
has learned of possible conflict be-
tween your interests and mine and
asked me to settle them"
"And, may ask, why? don't even
know Miss Primrose"
"A woman's whim perhaps. Possibly
because our mutual friend, Mr.. Stuart.
lives in your home, and she feared to
lose his friendship in the conflict which
might ensue."
The doctor was silent a moment and
glared angrily at his visitor.
"Bivens, you're Hart" he cried in a
sudden burst of rage
II am your guest, DOCTOR
II beg your pardon. forgot my
self"
81 assure you," the little flnancier
continued smoothly. that my inten-
tons were friendly and generous. NJ
only desire was to help you and make
you rich"
| Again the doctors eyes blazed with
wrath, and he completely lost his self
control.
"Dash you! Have I asked for your
help or patronage? Its offer is an In
suit. l want you to remember, sir,
that l picked you up out of the streets
of New York ill, hungry, out of work,
friendless, and gave you your first
job"
Bivens, breathing heavily, turned, his
face black with hate, and slowly said:
"I'll make you live to regret this in
terview, Woodman."
| With a contemptuous grunt the doc
tor closed the door.
When Stuart heard the door close
and Bivens' step die away on the pave
ment below he came down to see the
doctor, haunted by strange vision.
From every shadow he saw Mans face
t1ous. This impression he knew was
simply a picture burned into his tired
brain by days and nights of intense
longing. 1t was the ghost Of Mans
face-old, white, pulseless, terrible in
its beauty, but dead.
He paused in the lower hall and
watched for moment scene between
father and daughter through the open
door Of the library.
Harriet had just bounded into the
room and stood beside the doctors
chair with an arm around his neck and
the other hand gently smoothing his
soft gray hair. She was grooming over
his tired figure with the quaintest little
mother touches.
"You look so worn out, papa, dear.
What have you been doing?'
'Something very foolish, I'm afraid,
baby-1've just refused fortune that
might have been yours some day."
"Why did you refuse it?''
because I didn't believe it was
clean and honest"
"Then I shouldn't want it. I'd rather
be poor"
The big hands drew the golden head
closer still and pressed kiss on the
young forehead.
MY husband will love me, won't
he? shall not mind If I'm poor" she
went on laughing rs Stuart entered
the room.
"See, boy, how's she's growing, this
little baby Of mine!" the doctor ex-
claimed, wheeling her about for Stu
arts inspection. run now, grille, and
go to bed. want to talk to JIM"
swell, my boy" said the doctor
when she had left, 1--WE just done a
thing which I know was inevitable,
but now that's it's done I'm afraid
may have made tragic mistake. Tell
me If it's so. There may be time to
retract."
"Bivens has threatened to ruin your
business?"
ION the other hand he has just Offer
ed to buy it at my own price,"
"And you refused?'
ITO sell at any price, but it's not too
late to change my mind. I can call
him back now and apologize for my
rudeness. Tell me, should do it.?
Your eyes are young, boy; your soul is
fresh from Gods heart Pm just a lit
tie lonely and afraid tonight See
things for me-sit down a moment"
"There are several reasons why you
couldn't have a more sympathetic
listener tonight, doctor-go on"
"Grant all their claims" he began
impatiently, "for the trust-its econo-
my, its efficiency, its power, its sue
cess-this is a free country, isn't it?'
Theoretically"
swell, when hint at such q thing
to your modern organizing friend that
these enormous profits for the few
must be paid out of the poverty Of the
many-against whom the strong and
cunning are thus combining "A simple
answer is always ready, Business is