The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1912-12-26
"Why not r.

Its a crime to rob the world OF
these masterpieces OF genius. They
should be the free Inheritance and in
SEPARATION of all the children Of men"
Nan gazed at Stuart in vague be-
wilderment and then a mischievous
smile crept into the corners of her
mouth.
You're trying to throw dust In my
eyes. but l can tell you what you are
really thinking. You are really won
dering why the wicked prosper"
You are wrong" be replied slowly.
why the wicked prosper has never
worried me in the least The first big
religious Idea | ever got hold of was
that this is the best possible world God
could have created-because it's free
Man must choose. otherwise his deeds
have no meaning. A deed OF mine Is
good merely because | have the power
to do its opposite If choose. In this
free world. step by step. | can rise or
fall through suffering and choosing"
"Oh. JIM" Nan broke in softly. 1--we
made you suffer horribly. You have
thC iiB W DC III piltCi-
He looked at Nan cautiously and be-
gan TO study her every word and
movement and weigh each accent. Did
she mean what her words and tones
implied? In a hundred little ways
more eloquent than speech she had
said to him tonight that the old love
Of the morning of life was still the one
living thing. He put her to little tests
to try the genuineness OF her feeling. |
He threw off his restraint and led her |
back to the scenes of their youth. |
When dinner ended she was leaning |
close. her eyes misty with tears. and
farawa look in them that told of
than all the splendors of her palace.
Stuart drew a breath of conscious tri-
umph. and his figure suddenly grew
tense with a desperate resolution. But
only for moment.
He frowned. looked at his watch
and rose abruptly.
II must be going. Man." he said with
sudden GOODNESS
why. Jim" she protested. Its only
10 o'clock. | won't hear OF such
hing"
"Yes. | must" he persisted. 1--WE
IN important case tomorrow. | must
work tonight"
you shall not gor' Nan cried. 1--WE
waited nine years for this one even
ng's chat with you. Come into the
music room. sit down and brood as
Dng as you like. I've planned to
harm you with an old accomplish
nent of mine tonight"
She led him TO rich couch. piled
he pillows high. made him snug. drew
harp near the other end and began
D tune its strings.
Stuart gaZed at the paintings on the
eilng and in a moment was lost In
isions of the future his excited fancy
egan to weave.
A voice whispered:
UNLESS you are a coward, grasp the
over that Is yours by divine right OF
allure. Why should you walk while .
ygmies ride? Why should you lag !;
ehind the age In this fierce struggle
,r supremacy? The woman who sits |:
efore you il yours If you only dare ]
tear her from the man who holds |;
er by the fiction of dying customsr'
He felt his heart throb as another |;
,lce within cried:
yet why should |. an heir to i'm !:
ortality. whose will can shape a
orld why should I live beast of
'ey with my hand against every !!
amp
The answer was the memory of dirty
ger nails closing on his throat while
mob Of bowling fools surged over
) body and cursed him for trying to I
We them from themselves. Again he
ard woman's voice as she held his
ad close. whispering: I
I've something to say to you, JIM" !
Ills lips frightened with sudden de- 80
ion. The golden gates of the for =
iden land swung open and his soul
tered. =
To be Continued.