Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-01-22
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By Henry Russell Miller;
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"The Man Higher Up.
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chell maintained his legal
~ residence in New Chelsea only
because an unwritten law re-
quired each end Of the state to b
represented In the senate, and tho va
cancy which he HAD been elected to MI
had been from the western district
This was only half truth. He really
liked these men and women among
whom his youth had been spent, who
looked upon him half Familiarity, half
in awe, and who, until the late upris-
ing and the advent Of John Dunmeade.
had followed unquestioningly his po-
litical gospel. Most of the time he
spent, from the exigencies Of his po-
sition, in Washington or In the big
house In Adelphia; but as he grew
older he came to look forward more
and more eagerly to the summer
months that supported his illegal resi-.
dence."
He looked, hesitating, toward the old
colonial house across the street. Then
he started toward 1t. Must the habit
of q lifetime be broken merely be-
cause q son Of that house had leveled
q lance against him? And, besides,
there was q small matter Of business
to transact. He perceived the figure
of an old woman on bench under the
trees, darning industriously. and he
smiled at first in amusement Then
the smile became gentler.
She looked up AZ he approached. He
held out his hand. Good afternoon.
Miss Roberta"
"Good afternoon, Will Murchell."
She continued her darning. "I'll not
shake hands," she answered his ges-
ture calmly. 81 don't think I'll ever
shake hands with you again. John
saws you're a dangerous man. John Is
right"
81 inferred from his speech" he an
swered with a twinkle. that he held
some such opinion. Were you at the
trial?''
81 was aoti You may sit down."
she commanded, making room for him.
''because I want to ask you a ques-
ton" He obeyed. "What have you
been doing to Hugh and our joint
This house has been like a funeral
ever since these trials began. Hugh
has been as grumpy as-as dog with
boil. And Johnnie doesn't say
much, but he feels it. It's this politics!
WISH" she concluded vengefully, "a
plagued carry OF all you politicians"
"But, Roberta, who'd run the coun-
try?'
Miss Roberta shifted. II guess the
country could run itself better than
you politicians do"
$50 there's GOODNESS between the
Judge and John, eh? suppose they've
fallen out over the trials. Naturally!
John is just hot headed idealist,
while tho Judge is-a practical man."
"A practical mani" she shifted tartly.
If you'd been doing for the judge for
nearly thirty years you wouldn't call
him that, guess. Why, he even be-
lieves that you're going to put him in
the supreme court"
"And you don't?"
'sOf course not! tell him 80, but he
won't believe me. He's so pulled up
with his own importance and selfish
ness he won't listen to sense and tries
to make his sons life miserable"
Roberta" he said abruptly, TRY to
keep John out Of politics"
Because he Is fighting your" =
'.That," he said sententiously. might
be a sufficient reason. But I'm not
thinking Of that. It isn't the game for
man Of his sort"
'sYou didn't think Of that when you
believed you could use him. wish I
could keep him out. But we Dun
meades are set in our opinions. He'll
70 on lighting, now he's started, until
he breaks himself against your hard
ness or becomes-like you"
He got up abruptly and went into
the house. In the library he found
Judge Dunmeade before his desk,
scratching away at an opinion. With
that heavy dignity which he impaired
even to the smallest actions of life the
Judge waved Murchell to seat
'"That son Of yours gave us some
thing Of surprise to-day. Looks as
though Sheehan would have to go over
the road. Unless" Murchell added in
quiringly, "there's q chance to win on
appeal?" ~
mo. JohlD fried his casa carefully.
There were no errors
"Er-about what ought to be the
sentence, do you thinkT'
It would not be correct to say that
the Judge assumed judicial air: that.
consciously, he always wore. 1t mere
" became heavier. "What should you
suggest?'
Murchell made a slight motion with
his hand to indicate that any sugges-
tion from him was negligible matter,
and answered, "Would four months be
too much?
"H-m-m! One must remember, Of
course, that four months for Sheehan
would be q heavier sentence than q
year for another" The judge cleared
his throat. 'I'll take it under consid-
Grafton"
a queer smile softening the lines Of
his mouth the senator sat staring at the
portrait Of Thomas Dunmeade. John"
he said at last. "made good speech.
eh, judger'
.sf,hn elocution vas good" was the