The Detroit times., 1913-08-07

| to Canada and the cheap lands. or to
the cities, you ought TO be right here
making your fight There's big chances
rough knocks and big chances"
II have mine" retorted Harlan
quietly He was conscious OF Wiley S
look upon him, appealing, sorrowful
and OF Arne's subdued belligerency
They had apparently been talking OF
him 10 McBride-the strongest young
man in the county,
See here, We need you"-there was
flash OF menace In McBride's tone.
You'll make a name, too, cleaning up
that crooked board. Go after your
courts. too. They're not right. Here 8
this man, Liudstrom, they tell me
about-gone crazy over religion. The
quarryman who lost an arm and then
his damage suit against Tanner on
a technicality-and then was sent
over on contempt charge. Why,
your court made a criminal right
there"
Wiley saw Harlans face turn an
ugly red. Mcbride went on Here
the court wrecks a man over some
holier-than-thou tradition Of the law,
That's the stun the courts hand out
Harlan was on his feet His clench.
ed hand shot across the table near
McBride's face See here-the judge
who made that decision was my
father"
Mcbride stared back: your faith
err"
Yes! And no man can speak that
way of him"
There was silence through the be-
fingered and tapestried room Arne
and Wiley sat back. Mcbride, the
older the rugged powerful figure: and
Harlan with the anger Of a young
god fair, handsome, towering over
him.
You take that back" roared Har-
ian.
Mcbride slowly relaxed. He watch
ed the other increasingly.
Apologize"
Mcbride sat further back on his
chair A slow smile came TO his face
as he looked up at the youth.
Young man, | was raised on Stag
pile IN Pennsylvania. never saw
the sun shine except Sundays and
the time my father was killed. until
was twenty-four, II seems TO me
been hungry so many times in my
lie that sometimes now II amt nat
ural 10 eat You can't know by any
manner OF means what that's like.
I'm a rough man and / work with
rough men, but know man when
! see one. Sit down"
Apologize" shouted Harlan.
Mcbride looked long and grimly at
him Well he growled, IF your
father raised You TO stand up like
this with the fighting blood hot In
YOU guess I'm wrong Now. II that $
an apology, take IT, If it ain't-to
hell with you"
Harlan stood quivering. sit down.
boy, whispered Wiley. The room
was dumb. Even the waiter girls
knew who young Van Hart was.
Harlan whirled suddenly TO the
rack and took his hat. Then he
turned to the group at the table.
See here-just now | told you |
would not take a nomination for dis
trict attorney Well just because of
this insult I'll run Yes-and not on
your ticket, either"
lie had started for the Office. Nc.
Brides cold eye followed him. Then
he was on his feet and about the
table.
'Shake!" he growled. I'm with
YOU"
Harlan stared at him without speak.
ing Man to man, and something in
MCBrlde eye went through him.
Wen, he muttered, II suppose Won
didn mean IL against father He
TOOK the labor leaders hard square
palm. But, damn you, I'll run against
you"
Mcbride was laughing softly. His
eyes were Frightening. Good, but
you cant-Im with YOU"
Harlan glanced at his wondering
friends I'm going" he announced.
and left the room
McBrides look was on him mill
he reached the hotel office Then he
pointed The son-ofa-gun, He's
payin' for his own dinner" Then he
looked belligerenuy at Wiley Curran
and Arne. o.
Mac put in Wiley. the souarest
chap you ever saw-and the countv's
best people" .
know II. My kind of people
fightin' blood. I'm goin' to snnnort
HIM" ''Pp0i