Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-06-15


spoken the mans oe name cu1s
fesgg street eorsea @ a
morrow to introduce In the mousse n ,
the bill Wyum th had t. v wheh s,aSe o
ten men, nor any at all, but said nothing
of that. and we went on.
Once. I remember. we passed strange
thing-a splntered broUgham lying uPo,
its side, and near 1t two dead and manglSu
horses-round these objects little circle
two constables on guard. 1 would have
pressed forward to ask questions. but my
companions. drew me away. A word SUCKS SUCKS
in my mind. and SO some one in that place
must have spoken 1t: Bomb
Are bombs thrown In Soho, then: Is
London become Petersburg?
We halted in a silent street before
house with blank eyes; were within ana
climbing stairs. remember that the ar
cay. We came before door: and woman
in black rose from a chair. where sne
seemed to have been sleeping t. meet t, US Us
woman in black was the face Of the fog
We stared each into the others eyes. and
know that my knees were shaking. But
think that for the second time that night
nHher rd Of us tSa ms
Close upon that 1 was in wide room.
and Charles Seldom. member Of his
armchair. A fire. waning toward its death.
threw upward upon him red glow. and
saw that he had been bruised-nlood on
dusty.
At the sound of the closing door the
man turned his head; saw lis eyes light
up; he cried my name in a tone of joyful
relief, and would have sprung from the
chair, but he could not. Then saw that
Still he cried upon me again: You.
Marsden! Thank God You've come to get
me out OF this free from those bomb
throwing rufhans?"
No" said I.
The man who would ruin Denny Blake
ly stared at me in amazement. but. as I
watched. l saw something like a great
sorrow.
"Aye!' said /. I'm one of them. and so
young Denny Is to go free of you. after
If he understood. But presently:
its pitiful low for a Marsden TO fall
wish hadn't 1,sd had to know 1t OF you
grow to%afd their az ends: spans
It M spta Of
self my voice rose at him.
Good God!" cried l. can you sit there
that a boy into utter and Complete ruin?
You had little enough 'lg pity upon him
"Eh. that poor lad" said Charles sed-
don. and stared down into the red fire.
him 1t bleeds for him still"
with a swift movement he turned his
face up toward me. and saw that his
You came to my house some hours
ago to teach me my duty. You used hard
sngry and because You were piesdins ~f fee
friend. You chose to point out the fact
that in my earlier life I hal been under
Dennis DEM BIakely's You said. and spoke a tho se
truth. that your father had launched me
upon my POLITICAL career-given me to
"For what" cried Charles Seldom did
that great and good man give me to
good or for evil-for just dealing or f.
speak and and live the truth, to palte
honesty? What course would your father
he would have taken. That boy. who was
thoughts and acts than any other living
gave him my confidence and my trust.
part Of the machinery Of this empire-and b
he was doing. He'd been badgered. bounded
He'd got into foolish mess with some rasc
family from the disgrace of a showing-up
sane from worry. After all, he's only
PHYS sake Is there no such thing as m
world? 1t was the boys first wrong step. 7
DO you imagine" asked Charles Sec
Biakely i have not already put to n,ysel
not realize that it was the bitterest trial Of
He shook his head.
the first, I could have contemplated turnir
fathers son? 1t did not occur to you II
know more Of the affair than you. did it?
know more. and 1 tell you that boy, WIN
love for something sweet and appealing fl
you he Is bad through and drought
metal. say what know. have suffere
and been betrayed. This time is the last
condone dishonesty any longer. The lad m
stared down upon Charles seddon's
dreadful-and my brain was whirling
II won't believe it," said l in q shak
Denny Blakely? It's not true. It's not tr,
There were sorrow and pity in Seldom
Il think you KNOW" said he that sp
truth. and with great care"
But" / cried, pleading with him, ''ye
-msled-even you. That boy!
incredible
II loved him, too" said the cabinet m
! know what he is" At that I turned aw
hands over m face. and there was q Lit