The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1913-04-25

extra pages, al generously explicit,
and wondrous welcome alike to those
who purchase and those who purvey
the news.
The chronicle of all this was accom-
panied in this journal not only with
pictures Of Graystone hall, but of the
abandoned factory of the Internation-
al Power company; also with por-
traits of Rawn and his wife and of
Charles Halsey, late superintendent of
the company; as well as those Of Jim
Sullivan, the foreman, Ann Sullivan,
his wife, and other labor leaders some
times concerned about the mysterious
factory which had housed the des-
perate secret of International Power.
AS it chanced, the portraits of Ann
Sullivan and Virginia Rawn had been
exchanged, so that the beautiful Mrs.
Rawn appeared as a hard-featured
Irish woman of more than middle age;
whereas Mrs. Sullivan, wife of the
well-known labor leader, presented a
somewhat distinguished figure in her
eminently handsome gown and obVi-
ously valuable jewels.
Virginia Rawn looked calmly, smil-
fngly, over these and many other vary
ing details of these closing scenes in
her career. Every WELL" said she,
pointing to the likeness accredited &c
her name, ''this is the last time N )
portrait will appear in print, / sup
pose. What difference does it make?
The older and uglier am, the better
the story! Perhaps for once Mrs. Sui
livan, when she sees her picture
young, rich, with plenty of jewels
will think her dreams have come true!
Maybe she's dreamed-I know did;
and 1 know what I am. The names
and pictures are right, just as they
are. She wins, not l.
"But yes. l suppose this is the end
Of it all, as you say" she added weari-
ly, almost indiferently. "Of course,
we've known it was coming. / sup
pose there was nothing else could
come of it all.'
Halsey at first could make no an
swer except to drop his face in his
hands. A half groan escaped him, in
spite of his attempt to rival her cour-
age or her Indifference, whichever it
might be.
"I've done this" he said at last;
GIVE brought all this on you. It's all
my fault, and it's too late now for me
to help'it. We couldn't straighten out
things in the business now, even if I
went back to work. It's too late. I've
ruined you, Mrs. Rawn.'
eyes, that's plain" she answered
quietly. "But isn't this just what you
wanted? Haven't you always resented
the success of others, deprecated the
wish of some men to get money at any
cost? Aren't you Socialist at heart?
Didn't you want this-just this?"
Want it? No! How could 1 want
anything which meant harm for you?
If only you had come to me and asked
me to go back-asked me to get into
line!"
you'd have done it, wouldn't you,
Charley-for me?' She smiled at him,
her small, white teeth showing. But
back Of her smile he felt the pulse
of a mind.
''I don't know-how could / have
helped it?"
Then you'd have forgotten all your
loyalty to those people over there?
You'd have forgotten all about the
rights Of man of which you told me,
and your devotion to the principles Of
this republic Of which you talked-is
that true? You'd have forgotten all,
everything, for me?"
eyes, would" He looked her fair
in the eye, truthfully. II know that,
now-I didn't know it then, but 1 do
now. Yes, 1 would. Just as told
him-Mr. Rawn."
"You told him, what?'
''Why, that we all have our price. I
suppose I had nine"
$50 you'd have done that If I had
asked you?"
"Thcn in Gods name why did you
not ask me? At least, I'd have saved
you this!" He smote on the paper
with his clenched fist. why didn't
you ask me to save you this smilia-
tion?"
"I did not, because knew all along
what you'd do if 1 did ask you"
Silence fell between them now.
"Why didn't your" he once more de-
manded, half-whispering. You'd al
ready won. You'd have won me-my
principles-my honor"
Because 1 did not want to win!"
she answered sharply.