Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-02-08

them is--must be-to be merciful, Il
want to show mercy where you owe
none. where you believe you can gair
nothing. as you have done. can't
shan't try to thank you. But ! shall
always be praying for you all the good
things you have earned as you go
! and you will so--onward."
He merely repeated an old saying
! II haven't thought as far ahead as to
I morrow. And now you'd better 50 be-
| fore church let's out If people saw
! yon here 1t might set them thinking"
Warren Blake's body was buried and
his tragedy With it. The luck had held
1, to the last No suspicion Of lurking
mystery had been breathed. And WI!
| liam Murchall returned from the fu
neral to II BIRTH
! His enemies have called him inhuman
lacking in moral sensibiiity. There
| are episodes in his career which sup
port the charge. But deep down with
In him had always laid something that,
! long ORIGINATING. now fought to win to
the light He was suddenly arraigned
before himself. become by the tragedy
most pitiess Of judges. The vigorous
mentality that had hnngered and
thirsted for action, lusted for sharp
combat, sought insatiably for power
and ever more power. now turned upon
himself, with precise, merciless strokes
dissected his life for him, revealed its
essential ugliness, disclosed overlooked
| potentialities.
1t was the evening after the funeral.
He was alone in his library. But he
was not reading. he was angrily
watching the gathering Of belated
force in his existence.
He frowned when from the hall came
the sounds Of alteration. heated on
one side and, coolly confident on the
other. Then. the door was thrown
open. and Hais. followed BY the prot
estant man servant, entered. The nov
elist briskly crossed the room and
pla nted himself In q chair before Muir.
chell.
The involuntary host greeted him
1nbospitably. Il told Jim l would see
nobody tonight What do you want:"
You remember. Saturday night I
said you and would have to discuss
the matter of payment? The time
has come. the 'walrus said"
"Well?"
Senator Murchell. have you con-
science:"
Are you trying to be Impairment
young mcn" 4.
How impertnent? I'm merely try
Ing to verify an impression. The 9TH
er night, while you were watching
Warren Blake die, l got the notion
that you had one. Now Warren Blake
is out of the way. Hampden won't
be disgraced. There's to be no scandal
Your plans to save the bank are IN.
der way. Other plans OF yours are no
longer in Jeopardy. So It's time to
think Of payment. have Just come
from Dunmeade.. He isn't q very
happy man, Senator Murchell. Hes
! oppressed BY the knowledge that he
has been weak. He has lost his pride.
his belief In himself, his sense of alb
solute honesty-call It soul for short
The poor fool even thinks he IS TO
blame for Warren .Blake's shooting
himself You and I know better. We
know who .killed Cock Robin" Haig
laughed insinuatingly.
You have d strange sense. OF ,hu-
! NOR. Just what are you trying to in
SinuateY' -, =, ~. 60.
Il mean that we know that the, man
who killed Warren Blake was the
man who Killed Creighton. Hawkins.
| Delehanty, Burns. Schneider, Lartin
and Blake And he's the fellow that
created an. atnosphere g dishonesty
! in political banks ana public treas
urles, made opportunities for thieyery.
encouraged and pro6ted BY necniatiol
jim short. the. man who devised and
built the machine -!hose creatures and