Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-12-12

space ana FOSneu StralSnt TOT the re-
serves, His long, thin arm was lifted
/ high in the air cutching black thing
with lighted fuse spark ling from its
crest
A murmur ripp!cd through the crowd.
/ the police stood still aud stared. ana the
next moment the bomb exploded In
/ the boys hand. and his body lay on
the stones manglcd heap OF torn
/ flesh and blood soaked rags
/ The police charged the crowd and
/ dubbed them without mercy The
people fed in confusion in every di
/ rection. and in tve minutes the square
was cleared
! Stuart had hurried Nan to her car
1 and rushed hack to the scene OF the
/ tragedy. He readily passed the lines
OF the police. who recognized him as
the district attorney
/ The doctor reached the spot and
Harriet was holding the dying boys
/ head in her lap
/ Stuart bent over her curiously and
slowly asked:
You were not afraid to rush up here
with your father and take that poor
mangled thing in your arms"
"Of course not" she replied simply.
Papa says he's dying nothing can
be done for him. They've sent for an
ambulance"
/ The doctor pressed Stuart's arm
and spoke in low tones:
i've made some big mistakes In
my life. boy I'm just beginning to
see them, I've read new message
/ In the tutter OF this poor fellows
4 pulse. I'll not be slow to heed 1t"
When the doctor reached home the face
of the dying boy haunted him. He be
gan to fear his struggle with Bivens IN
/ his long drawn and tiercely contested
| lawsuit was an act OF the same es
sential quality of blind physical vic
! lence. He began to see that the real
motive back OF his struggle was hatred
of the man-this little counter jumper
who had destroyed his business. 1t
was the irony of such n fate that sank
! ITS poisoned dagger into his heart He
faced the fact at last without hinching
! He rose aud paced the floor OF his
library for n half hour with measured
| tread He stopped suddenly and
clinched his big fists instinctively
81 do hate hlm-with undying
everlasting hntred, and pray God
to give me greater strength to hate
him more."
He rose with sudden determination
He would not surrender He would
! fight it out with this little Swarthy
scoundrel. win or lose. His house was
mortgaged: the last dollar Of his say
ings he had spent in helping others
and the money set aside to finish
Harret's course In music had been
lost In the panic. He would fight it
out somehow and win But the one
thing that must not fail was the per
lection Of his girls voice The court
Of appeals would certainly render its
decision before her next terms work
would begin. She could rest during
the summer. 1t would do her good
If he could be firm with his tenants
and collect his room rents promptly
from every one, the income from his
house was still sufficient to pay the
interest on the mortgage and give him
little to eat. 1t would be enough
Food for the soul was more import
ant. He resolved to ask Stuart to
collect his rents.
He looked up and Harriet stood at
his side.
What have you been crying about7"
he asked anxiously.
"Oh. nothing much" was the low
answer. II really don't know-per
haps the thing that makes the birds
out there In the square chirp while
the snow is still on the ground. the
feeling that spring Is coming"
You're keeping something from me,
dearest" he whispered. slipping his
arm about her waist. Tell me-"
You really believe in my voice. don't
your she asked slowly.
Believe In 1t? DO | believe in
God?"
Gould | 20 abroad right away ana
finish my work thereY
She asked the question with such
painful intensity, the father looked up
with start
why do you wish to go now. chiIdY'
he asked.
I've a confession to make. papa.
dear Pm In love. desperately and
hopelessly."
A sob caught her voice. and the
fathers arms drew her to his heart
and held her
but why hopelessly, my babyT' he
asked Your hair is beaten gold. your
eyes are deep and true, your slender
little form has all the symmetry and
beauty of a syph You are young,
radiant glorious. and your voice the
angels would envy"
But the man | love doesn't realize
all that yet. papa. dear. He is bound
by the memories Of the past to WON.
an he once loved. a woman who IS
evil at heart, and though she betrayed
him for the lust OF money Is determin-
ed to hold him still her slave But