The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-02-16

what credit belongs to him is the harm
you do him, and telling a lie Is the least
harm dons such SaHt e0n'Hemptiole' foolish f9oisn
would surely ind you out in spite OF
the trouble you took to-"
'1 never asked you for any money
interrupted Mr.. Aram quietly.
But we would hayc sent ii TO you, ,
nevertheless" retorted the editor, III We
had not discovered. in time that the
.WhsEe w would you ,.i. have sent it?.
right address, did I? l ask you. did u"
We'll, II you did not want the money.
what did you want?" he exclaimed. 81
Sft t say shoud r0asd IKE 5,r69iq TO knGW| ~ ana
and gazed at his two inqusitors with
In it then he repeated y don't see
, said, confusedly, ''that should like to
see my name in print wanted my
shown II to--to--weII, I'd like nay wife
| to have seen IT. She's interested in lit
erature, and books and magazines and
things Ike that; That was all l wanted
The reporter looked up askance at the
| editor as a prompter watches the actor
to see II he. is ready TO take his, cue.
editor, sharply Re found II somewhat
difficult 10 &c severe with this poet for
the mana ADMITTED n Ssfo5G so bio nSh 80 aS sad T.
only clustered and grown angry and or
dered them out, instead Of sitting help
| lessly there rocking 10 and fro and pick
| Ing at the back OF his hands, IL would
| have made il so much easier ''How do
We know" repeated the editor, that you
did not intend to wait until the poems
had appeared, and then send us your
real address and ask for the money. say
Ing that YOU had moved since you had
| last written us?"
| IL,
never thoasht PTS1shied q, M5 hat AEa you kno"
''I don't know anything of the sort"
said the ,s-d editor, ~ only know that you
| and that I mean to make an example
OF you and frlghten other men from
doing the same thing. No editor has
read every poem that was ever written,
and there Is no protection for him from
such fellows as you, and the only thing
he can do when he does catch one Of
what am going 70 do, am going to
make an example OF you. I am going to
nail you up as people nail up dead crows
to frighten off the live ones It is my
night, and you know what they will do
with II In the morning"
There was a long and most uncom-
Portable pause. and 1t is doubtful u the
editor did not feel il as much as did the
man opposite him. The editor turned 10
his friend for a glance of syl-1ps thy. or
| Oh UlSdppIONdl ON6H OQl lIldl eellllS!4ldl ~
still sat bending forward with his eyes
fixed on the floor. while he tapped with
the top Of his cane against his teeth, :,
strangely ira different Voice from which
he had last spoken, chat you would dc
"Yes, I do clustered the editor, sut
even as ne spoke ne was conscious OF
, sincere regret that be had not come alone
He could Intuitivcly feel Bronson map
! ping out the story in his mind and mem
, mental notes Of the framed certificates
of high membership in different military
and masonic associations which hung up
on the walls. It had not been long since nee
ne could see that II was as good story
as Bronson could wish 1t to be, But ne
reiterated, Yes, mean to give 1t to the
"sut think" said Aram-''think, sir
who / am. You don't want to ruin me
for the rest Of my life just for a mat
ter Of fifteen dollars, do you? Fifteen
| dollars that no one has lost either u
, I'd emhezzled million or so, or II
had robbed the city, well and good! I'd
,, have taken big risks FOR big money; but
hard. because I tried 10 please my wife
: as though I had robbed a mint. No one
has really been hurt he pleaded; the
: men who wrote the poems-they've been
paid for them: they've got all the credit
for them they can get, You've not lost
a cent. I've gained nothing by IT. and
| yet YOU gentlemen are SOlNS 10 give lll'e
thing to the papers, and. as you say, sir
we know what they will make OF II, What
with my being my fathers son, and all
that, my father is going TO suffer, Ny
family is going to suffer II will ruiz
me-
The editor put the papers back into into
there he might possibly Instead have
this story would never have been writ
ten. But ne could not do that now
Mr., Aram's affairs had become the
lie turned to his friend doubtfuly,
What do you think, Bronson" he
asked.
At this sign of possible leniency Aram
ceased in his rocking and sat erect, viii
face face Blu But The the after It trailed his siiel
{ shrugged his SHOULDERS
> Mr., Aram," he said, might have
thought OF his family, and his father be.
|. fore he went into this business. II J:
rather late now. But" he added, =.
9 don't think IL Is a matter we can decide
in any event. II should be left 10 the
YES" said the editor. hurrlediy. glad
save T 's it tS"Si to the hogse But ne he reat
I Bronson's answer 10 mean that he die
, not intend to let the plagiar!st escape
! willing to do so, there was sil bis city
editor TO be persuaded,
5 The two men rose and stood uncom-
fortably. shifting their hats in theil
] hands-and avoiding each others eyes
Mr.. Aram stood up also, and seeing thai
: his last chance had come. began again
I TO plead desperately.
"What good would SIS do ne?' ht
I said, with a gesture OF his hands around
the room. ''I don't have To look ioi
/ money as hard az that, I tell you" he
] reiterated, 1T wasn't the money want
s ed. I didn't mean any harm. ! dldn
know it was wrong I just wanted te
e please my wife--that was all Ny God
man. can't you see that you are pun
9 ishIng me out OF all proportonE
The visitors walked towards the door
: and he followed them. talking the faster
Y as they drew near H. The scene had
become az exceedingly painful one, and
they were anxious 10 bring * TO close;
3 Tho editor interrupted him I'VE VIII
Y Jet you know ne said, what we have
] decided 20 do by tomorrow morning.
You mean" retortcd the man. hope
: lessly and reproachfully, that Will read
| IL In the Sunday papers
Before the editor could answer they