The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-10-23
HIS RISE
 TO POWER
By Henry Russell Miller: Aufhor o
 ssThe Man Higher Up"
Copyright. IsiI. by the Bebbs-Merrii
 Company
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 T was thinA.ag of New Chelsea" he said dryly @s<- 80 the old order chang eth. The world of fashion and finance comes a-knocking at our door, Our peaceful valley is to be exploited"
 Can't you see the world moving aud New Chelsea with 1t ?" .-<-ffssawas not~looking at the shadow, but at her, silhouetted against the sky. strong with the strength of women whose fathers have toiled close to the soil. esaeere palpith fing -sHaiEn lfee.1 for fife Heerrendered curiously what nanner Of woman she was, what lay under the precocious hardness that could see only the picturesque in a ra mshackle. poverty stricken Italian viiInEe and could dismiss with care less laugh the fate of chick in q hawks clutches.
 The line of shadow passed the sum nit of East ridge The valley lay in twilight They watched until the sun sank
 shall we go down ?"
 Toxetfler they went slowly down into fhe valley and it's twilight to her home
 We have now seen,'' she said, "a sunrise nnd a sunset together T
 And the evening and the morning were the first day,,'' he quoted sInil- inely.
 T wonder what the next dag holds
 Aunt Roberta. :. he laughed, hopes thas I'll fan in love with you-
 How perfectly sbsurdl Although it might redress the balance, unless" she added demureiy. q should sufrer re turn of my youthful malady.'
 ..Which would be doubly absurd It's Ike chfckenpox Having had one at tack, you are thereafter immune"
 They leughed aayiy.
 On the terrace little tables were set and John renewed his acquaintance with stephen Hampden. short, stoeky. pleasant voiced man, who in no way resembled the marauding pi- rate that runnor had him Also with Mrs Hampden, 8 lady who toiled not nor spun, lbut was always tired and talked In a langnld, honeyed voice There were a1so Warren Blake, sol emn and handsome. and his mother. a shy, faded old woman, frightened in the presence of s.society folk" and not altogether happy in the Sunday spsmnfHor of best bfaek SIX ana bon net Mrs Hampdsn said Newport would be deprived of the Hampdeps' presence that summer, because she had the new house to open and, more over, preferred to remain with her husband, who had important business matters to oversee
 sshs means." Katherine whispered, 'sthzt dad caught tartar in Wall street,
 Later the Blakes rose to leave. War ,xen with surprising tact covering the E awkwardness of his mothers fare wells. and then, uHosfertatiousIye gen tie, escorting Der away "a
 Hanpden caught his wife yawning daintily- well, Maria, since you're so tired. we might as we'll go in and leave these young people to themselves The chaperon has no standing in New Chel- sea- :,
 After g. languid good night to John Mrs Ha hpden @ent, with an air of utter weariness, into the house.
 Hampden, however, for the space of one cigar. remained on the terrace, chatting pleasantly. during which time John discovered that even Steve Hamp- den. hard driver of men and daring speculator, had very nkable side and took a mighty pride in his daugh- ter. When the cigar had been tossed away HRmpden rose, shaking hands cordially with John
 NI'd better take my own adticef I bnve to work tomorrow but don't you <miss this fairy nights Come around often. John And don't let this @ ders's
 "I'm already fearful for my peace of mind.'' John laughed. But I shall come often thank you"
 It would be evidence of an oficious surveillance to set down here just how often John Dunmeade journeyed to the ugly house behind the hedge It was not, however. thanks to the duties of 2 his candidacy, as often as he would have liked
 But there were other matters de mandfng the attention of John Dun- meade. nominee for the office of dis trict attorney by grace of the bosses choice. For he saw an army, whose discipline and weapons and effective ness caused him to wonder, go forth to war- Not. with pomp and panoply- that was to come later. This was the time for scout and reconnaissance, for the drawing of maps, the seizing of strategic positions and for numbering the enemy The enemy-the people John perceived, made no counter prep arations. did not even seesthe neces. sfty.
 Jeremy Applegate one day gave John a new point of view. Jeremy was an old soldier, a cripple, and a clerk ir the recorders of11ce.
 .'Pm almighty glad,', said Jeremy '.that for once I've got to work for man I got some respect for I'm pretty specimen of citizen, ain't I?'' h exclaimed bitterly. s.I got a jo, Why've I got it-because I'm it for f Guess you lawyers that have to rea my kinky handwrite know better that s1tss Because Fm an old soldie and #pee1eg and the kind of shrimp,