New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-12-01

eC act Of taking his cushion near the tokonoma
loved that The host is never expected TO seat him
/, p.ror TO that low platform of the tOkCnOma than
Il. a,cs 1t was from the tokonoma that the seats Of
- vcr, ALWAYS arranged the nearer to it. the more
hnorablc and farther from it, the less Ct course his
Irdsbip had not the slightest intention Of taking the
;;tor rs a guest, business otherwise. He was an
,ricr that was all, inSolcnt doSpiCabc, loathc-
,e intruder who had forced his Objectionable pres
,ce upon MS LordShp. With Lord Asaka it was sim
Iv uniting his philosophy to a heroic test His Lord
Eos attitude. therefore, old fashioned as the
historic castle he had lost, quite ont Of tune with these
DAYS OF equality
THE moment he was ushcrcd into the room, Nlatazo
bowed his greeting in the politcst manner he knew
10 return he noted that he received 4 Slight nod from
his Iorishp. The merchant was not surprised. When
he started for the conference the Rice Market Shotgun
i.or,,;nci with all the Stubbornness of his fighting
,nre that he would maintain his dignity as a perfect
al with Lord ASaka. Indeed he felt he had the adj
ntaoc ON his side: the millionaire was the creditor:
he was in the position of debating terms. In every lat
feld the man tells. 1t this particular occa
ION and Nlatazo. half consciously and half uncon-
o,sv had TO admit that there was something superior
~ the man To- whom he came to dictate his will and that
TOO in the most delicate negotiation that could be car
red on anywhere:
,aka? Why, his sons marriage with the noblcnans
daughter nothing lcssl Was the millionaire sanc'
pcrectlv Did he actually dream he had a chance ac-
,,aIly think he could DO it? AbSolutcly
He had paced through more than ten midnights per
rtng his plan Of attack. He face to face with the
Gd Lord osaka to carry it ont. Therefore, with his
Straieht-lrc impotence, and without ceremony the
,lliongir hurled the bomb straight at his LordShip
The bomb was in the shape Of a sheet Of paper COW
cred with writing which Matazo took carefully from
the breas, folds Of his kmono. He smoothed it out
before his Lorlship, saying
This beg Your Lordshp to degn to cast your au-
Gust ewes through
S's V;r3,5 Ia. what? The contract? The mortgage
bond2" said Lord ASaka, who had never been called
mon in u his born days to distinguish business con
tract from piece Of waste paper. 81 know what II is.
WSy should read it,"
Ezra lcton Of a second Matazo did not say word
He held his head erect. His eyes looked straight into
those OF his Lorlshp, evenly, steadily. True his eyes
were a trlc larger, rounder and more ieVcrsh than
thew had been on the Rice Exchange floor on that fate
mi dav when the Chinese Japanese War broke out
Today. moreover they had in them touch OF some
thing beyond all adectives, something that had never
been there before. His heavy rugged features witched
his lips also. At last the millionaire mastered himself
10, your Lordship, no! No contract. Deign to
augustly see It is-lt is
THE srangencss Of Nlatazos voice. the singular emo
tonal tension under which he was laborlng. were
evident They made their impression upon Lord Asaka
Puzzled not little therefore his Lordship glanced at
the open sheet Of paper and then with that indifferent
casual gesture Of a well bred gentleman examining
curious lit Of manuscript, he picked up the closely
written sheet He looked at II as II he were more an
xols 20 protect his eyes from sort Of pollution than
70 read what the tiny characters said. He in
vague way that it had a title. He did not read 1t: he
was not interested. Somewhere near the middle OF the
sheet sentence caught his eyes. He read twice over
before he could grasp the meaning OF IT. then he read
i over again Aftcr that he returned to the title and
read the whole thing through carefully.
An old Samura like our Lord Asaka was never eX-
pected % show his emotion in his face or hctray 1t
through the lines Of his poiSe. Lord ASaka features
howeycr. lid change as he read the document When
heat last laid it down on the and turned to Nlatazo
his face was almost as stormy the mlionaire's:
And so oil" his Lordshp almost Kissed from be
tween his sfened lips at the rice merchant His ne
ewes were blazing Ike those Of tigress about TO leap
upon a thief Of her own baby cu's. $50 you-you