The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1913-04-12

the morning after BY n cartoon that
viii be sumner. a clincher We have
discussed II here among ourselv -.
anc this is our idea"
Henson drew crude. bald outline.
indicating the cartoon they wished
kittrell TO draw. The idea was 40
coarse. 50 brutal. so revolving. that
kittrell stood aghast. and. as he stood.
he was aware OF Salton's little eyes
liked on him. Benson waited; they all
waited.
Well" said Benson. what do you
think OF it,"
Kittrell paused an instant. and
then said:
Il won't draw It; that's what !
think OF H."
Benson flushed angrily and looked
up at him.
We are paying you a very large
salary. Mr.. kittrell and your work.
II you will pardon me. has not been
up To what We were led 10 expect"
You are quite right. Mr.. Benson.
tut | can't draw that cartoon"
We'll. great God" yelled Burns.
what have we got here-a gold
brick? He rose with a vivid sneer
on his red lace. plunged his hands in
his pockets and took two or three
nervous strides across the room Kit
trell looked at him. and slowly his
ewes blazed out OF a face that had
gone white on The instant.
What did you say. sir?" he de-
handed
Burns thrust his red face. with it's
prognathic jaw. menacingIy toward
kittrell
Il said that in you we'd got a gold
brick"
YOU" said Kittrell. What have
you TO do with IL? don't work for
you"
You don't? Well. guess it's us
that puts up"
Gentlemen. Gentlemen" said
Glenn, waving a white, parifcatory
hand
Yes. let me- deal with this. IL Won
please" said Benson. looking hard at
Burns. The street car man sneered
again. then, in ostentatious contempt
looked out the window. And in the
stiffness Benson continued:
Mr.. kit'rell. thing a minute. Is
your decision fnal?"
IL is final. Mr. Benson" said Xii.
treiL And as for you. Burns he
glared angrily AZ the man. Il wouldn',
draw that cartoon for all the dirtv
money that all the bribing street car
/ companies In the world could put into
Mr.. Glenn's bank here. Good evening
Z gentlemen"
II was not until he stood again in
MS own home that Kittrell felt the
physical effects which the spiritual
Z Sdualor or such scene Vas certain
I" produce IN nature like HIS
Neil! What Is the natter" Edith
huitered toward him In alarm
{ Ire sank into a chair. and for mo-
ment he looked as II he would faint
but he looked waniy up AT her and
said
/ Nothing: I'm all right: Just a li;,l,
weak. I've gone through n slckcning.
a horrible sccne-"
dearest"
And I'm of the Telegraph-and a
man once more"
He bent over. with his elbows on
MS knees. his head in his hands. and
Nhen Editn put her calm. caressing
hand on his brow. she found that II
was moist from nervousness Pros.
'n'F he was able 10 tell her the whole
story.
1t was after all. Edith fitting
f conclusion 20 my experience ON The
2 Telegraph. I suppose. though that
10 people who are used 10 ten thou.
sand a wear such scenes are nothing
~ all She was / nthe trace OF his
cd humor that he was himself again.
ana she hugEcd his head 10 her
bosom.
"oh dearest" she said. I'm proud
~ Won and happy again"
q They were. indeed both happy han.
D pier than they had been for weeks
b. The next morning after breakfast.
/ che saw by hts manner. by the humOr.
Cls. almost comical expression about
E his eyes that ne had an idea In this
mood or satisfaction this mood that
comes too seldom. IN the artists life
she knew ii was wise o. LEI him alone
i And hp lighted bis pipe and went to
= wCrk SHE heard him now End then.
singing or whisfiinE or humming. she
scented his nine then cigarettes.
then. ~ last. after two hours. he called
100 loud triumphant tone
Oh Filth"
she WIS af the door in an instant.
rrf. waving her hand grandIv al the
b drawing board. Dc turned ~ her vim
f th"i expression which connotcs tie
greatest tNt gods or rGurfals an
know OBJ. fnt &C nohoifirr ono's own
work and frlirr o. good 10 had ~
no SOW. returned fY the cartoon of
layton 81" hHi I0id aside when fh
i'Trf'r came aud now ~ was an
Fisd I's simple lines revealed CIas-
'"r.F ohnrutfnr 80 tho sufl-lent an
-v'r t' al Goo ,nsrses thr Telegraph
uushf mas" against him Eff'n
leaned against mo door and looked
% long and rritl,aiIt
~ WIS One he'or'' she call pros-