Abbeville progress. (Abbeville, Vermilion Parish, La.) 1913-1944, 1913-07-26

IL strong, smart, unScrupulOuS, DAN
gerous man. We've reached crisis
in this campaign; II we can't turn
things In the next three days, we're
lost, that's all: We might as well face
It. Tomorrow We make an important
revelation concerning the character OF
Clayton. and we want TO follow II up
the morning after by cartoon that
Will be a sumner. clincher. We have
discussed IT here among ourselves,
and this is our idea"
Benson drew a crude, bald outline,
indicating the cartoon they wished
KittreH to draw. The idea was SO
coarse. so brutal, so revolving, that
Kittrell stood aghast. and, as he stood,
he was aware of Salton's little eyes
fixed on him. Benson waited; they all
waited.
Well" said Benson. what do you
think of it,"
kittreil paused an instant. and then
said:
Il won't draw It; that's what think
OF It,"
Benson flushed angrily and looked
up at him.
we are paying you very large sal
airy. Mr. Kittrell. and your work, n
you will pardon me. has not been up
TO what we were led to expect"
You are quite right, Mr. Benson.
but can't draw that cartoon"
Well. great Cod" yelled Burns.
what have VIZ got here-a gold
brick" lie rose with a vivid sheer
on his red face, plunged his hands in
his pockets and took two or three
nervous strides across the room. Kit
treIl looked at him, and slowly his
eyes biazed out of face that bad
gone white on the instant.
What did you say. sir?" he de-
manded.
Burns thrust his red face, with its
prognathic jaw, menacingly toward
Kittrell.
Il said that in you we'd got gold
brick"
Your" said Kittreii. What have
you"
"You don't? Well. ] guess It's us
that puts up"
Gentlemen, Gentlemen" said
Glenn. waving white. paciiicatory
hand.
Yes. let me deal with this, II you
please" said Benson. looking hard at
Burns. The street car man sneered
N in nGtn tot mt
looked out the window. And in the
stiffness Benson continued:
Mr.. Kittrell. think minute. Is
your decision final?"
1T is final, Mr.. Benson" said Kit
trell. And as for you. Burns" he
giared angrify at the man. Il wouldn't
draw that cartoon for all the dirty
money that all the bribing street car
companies in the world could put into
Mr.. Glenn's bank here. Good evening.
gentlemen
1t was not until he stood again In
his own home that Kittrell felt the
physical effects which the spiritual
squalor of such scene was certain
to produce In a nature like his.
Neil. What is the natter" Edith
fluttered toward him in alarm.
He sank into chair, and for a mo-
ment he looked as II he would faint.
but he looked wanly up at her and
said:
Nothing; I'm all right; just a little
weak. I've gone through a sickening,
horrible scene"
DEAREST"
And I'm off the Teiegraph-and a
man once more!"
He bent over, with his elbows on his
knees, his head In his hands. and when
| Edith put her calm, caressing hand
! on his brow, she found that 1t was
moist from nervousness. Presently he
was able to tell her the whole story.
1T was after ali, Edith, fitting
conclusion to my experience on the
Telegraph. | suppose. though. that
to people who are used to ten thou
| sand year such scenes are nothing
at all" She saw In this trace OF his
! old humor that he was himself again,
and she Rugged his head to her
bosom.
"Oh, dearest" she said, I'm proud
of you-and happy again"
They were, indeed, both happJ, hap.
pier than they had been for weeks.
The next morning after breakfast,
she saw by his manner. by the humor-
| Gus. almost comical expression about
his eyes. that he had an idea. In this
mood OF satisfaction--this mood that
comes too seldom In the artists life
she knew 1t was wise to let him alone.
| And he lighted his pipe and went to
| work. She heard him now and then,
singing or whistling or humming; she
scented his pipe. then cigarettes:
then, at last, after two hours, he called
in loud. triumphant tone:
"Oh, Edith"
She was at the door in an instant,
and. waving his hand grandly a the
drawing board, he turned to her with
| that expression which connotes the
greatest JOY gods or mortais can
know-the Joy OF beholding ones own
work and finding 1t good. He had. as
] she saw. returned to the cartoon OF
| Clayton he had laid aside when the
tempter came; and now 1t was fin
ished. Its simple lines revealed Clay.
tons character, as the sufficient an
Swer IN ALI tho charUoa tho TaIa1ra ~ n