Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-09-23
born courage. well, then do! An

ts that all?"
Another detail. This child of his Il
the girl whose notoriety has set th'
town by the ears for two seasons, Au
relie Lindstrom."
They did not answer. Then he heart
his son whisper: TITS liei" But Har'
Ian had turned from them to the wall.
He has admitted 1t. It was proven
to his own complete confession"
Without the window the SPARROW
twittered, and the fragmentary music
Of the band practice came to the room
Along the street and in the square, the
! group could see the passing country
people, the teams; and hear the NOV.
Ing Of steps in the court house corri-
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Janet spoke again. Always her calm
ness prevailed. How admitted it?"
The Judge shrugged uneasily. you
Just came to tell me that he had with
drawn. Is that not enough? What
answer can you demand more?"
The woman had arisen. She looked
at her watch. From the room she could
see the News front windows; the door
shut, Hemminger's face appearing once
when a lad demanded entrance and was
refused. Her head was aching with
the press Of bewildering problems
Some way out, some light, something
to break the hopelessness Of 1t all! She
could look down the street to the opera
house, the gathering country people
reading the bill-boards.
"Ah, well!" She turned: Il will have
to believe It, Judge Van Hart! I thank
you. IL" she stared at Harlan. he
must have sat without sound. He
was by the table, his head resting on
his hands. Something like q whisper
| ed cry came from him when Janet
moved toward the door. When her fin-
gers. were on the knob, his voice ar
rested her.
Don't go. Janet! In Gods name, let
me think! Aurelie-Aurelie!"
The father was staring at him in his
turn. It seemed to the woman that the
Judges face was grazing. He reached
to touch his boys arm and could not
his hand dropping uselessiy.
my son." he quavered, what dc
you mean? Aurelie? His child-and
your"
The other man raised his head. y
love her-thet is all"
He arose and faced them. know II
now, all Of you'll" His stubborn speech
forced its way between set teeth. "And
Wiley-God help Wiley! understand!
I'm going to him-going-going!"
He found his hat and was rushing to
the door when Janet stopped him.
wait! want you, Harlan"
I'm going to Wiley. They beat him
down with this! His life's ambition
his hope-he renounced It all for her!
see that, Janet!" -
Yes. But here-you can save him.
Save him?"
a.Does he want the truth known?
Do you want It known? You love
her, Harlani"
He stopped. The judge raised his
hand dispassionately. Janet hurried
on; "You can save him. Tanners
ont there-I saw him when I came
in, talking with the sheriff. In the
corridor! Bring htm!"
Harlan stared. zT'll kill him!" he
muttered. Then she saw light break
on his face. He was gone.
They stood face to face, Janet and
the magistrate, when Harlan return
ed. They had not spoken. The Judge
appeared unnerved at last. Tanner
put q curious face in the door. When
Harlan closed 1t behind him, he start
ed in q grinning trepidation. The
younger man motoned him to the
table. He laid upon it the pages from
Boydston's slips. Then he turned to
the little gray boss and quietly, as II
beginning an address to jury, he
spoke:
"In January, a year ago, you paid
Dan Boydston two hundred and fifty
dollars to be divided with Curry and
another supervisor for putting through
the contract you got for building the
Broad creek bridge. On April the
second Of this year, you paid Boy
ston four hundred dollars to secure
the road contracts in district six
and in June you paid him five hun
dred dollars to award your company
the Sinsinawa creek dam work. And
before that" he glanced over the
slips, you have bribed two. and pos
sibly three, Of the board for the last
seven years to put road and bridge
work not where the county wanted It.
but where 1t was most profitable to
you. I am going to bring all these
instances before the January grand
jury" .r.
The little boss had stood hat In
hand, his cigar cooked downward,
listening. He never moved until the
recital was done. Then with gri-
mace, he tilted the cigar. His eyes
shifted to Janet Vance.
where did you get them facts?"
do they read right?"
II amt saying anything. But where
did you get them figgers?"
"Boydston confessed"
The Judge was staring. Tanner
took a step nearer on the rug. He
adjusted his glasses carefully.
Harlan's hand came down on the
table before him.
Don't touch that paper!"
Young man, I amt no ruffian
Le' me see." He looked slowly.
"Boydston's writing, isn't it?"
I'm not saying. I'm not talking
Only" he looked past Janet to the
Judge. What the hell do you want
young man."
Il want you to say!"
II amt saying anything. You
must have gone crazy"
uorlon uoo foldinp over the notes