Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-01-04

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1T the f,7t'"r our present uiI'j"ma ire
King Of Wall street. rmp"r"r> l'c~ his
favor anu princes wait 1T his door.
hat could the real ruler of the world
do"
Ei,"n>' voice again sank into low.
uns>i"nIt,. whispers. Will" rs h!Hrk
eyes a"afn ircame two points OF fierce
ylraming light.
When the crucial moment came fnr
Stulrts uamhuod 10 answer. tn"
Src,rh ~ brave dcnunciatjon died om
bis Lips. At the door Of this yellow
empire mi@hticr than kings in purpl"
rue. his conscience halted. hcSitAtch
and sta mmered. He found himself.
in spite Of honor and character. for
the moment measuring himself with
Bivpns In the struggle for supremacy
which would sooner or later come be
tween them II he should enter such
an alliance.
"You needn't rush your decision.
Jim. Take your time. Think 1t over
from every point Of view. You're
bound tn accept in the end"
Stuart flushed and his hand trembled.
ITS no use in my Quibbling. Cal.
your offer is a stirring one. 1t tempts
me immensely. / feel the call Of the
old blood struggle in me. I'm begin
ming to see now that the worlds battles
are no longer fought with sword and
gun"
Take your time. jim" Birens broke
in. rising. I'm the meantime I've got
to see more Of you. Nan wants it. and
I want 1t. The politicians have turned
you down. but the big men who count
are afraid Of you and they'll go out
Of their way to meet You. Come up to
dinner with US tonight. I want you to
make my home your home whether you
accept my offer or not"
Stuart hesitated.
"Really. Cal. I oughtn't to go to
night I'm afraid I've let you take
too much for granted. I've got to fight
this thing out alone. It's the biggest
thing physically and morally I've ever
been up against. I've got to be alone
Cor awhile"
"Oh, nonsense, be alone as much as
yfu like later. Nan insisted on my
bringing you tonight. and you've got
10 come, to save me from trouble if
aothing else. I've an engagement down
iown after dinner. You and Nan can
talk. over old times. Il promise you
faithfully that not word Of bust
ness shall be spoken"
Stuart felt the foundations Of life
slipping beneath his feet and yet he
couldn't keep back the answer: !
"rAll right. I'll come"
As Stuart dressed for the dinner that
night he thought of Harriet with
pang. He had promised her TO try to
keep out of danger. But could she
know or understand the struggle
through which he was passing? He
wondered vaguely why he had seen so
little Of her lately. She had become
more and more absorbed in her music.
and her manner had grow shy and
embarrassed. Yet whenever he had
resented 1t and stepped to lounge and
chat and draw her out. she was always
her old sweet self. The doctor. too.
had avoided him Of late. and he motto.
ed that his clothes had begun to look
shabby. He caught him burrying from
the house and laid his hand affection
ately on his arm.
"These are tough times, doctor, and
If, you need any help you must let
me know"
The older mans voice pembled as he
replied:
"Thank you, my boy. that's very
unusual speech to hear these days II
renews my faith in the world"
You're not in troubleT
The doctor lifted his head gently.
sMy troubles are so much lighter
than those Of the people l know ]
can't think of them. So many of my
friends and patients have given up
in this panic. So many ,have died for
the lack of bread. I'll let you know
II I'm in trouble myself"
He paused and pressed Stuart's
hand.
I'm glad you asked me. The sun
will shine brighter today. must
hurry"
With a swing of-his stalwart form
and a generous wave Of his hand he
was gone.
When Stuart reached the drive he
alighted and walked slowly toward the
Blvens palace. He had never been
there before He had always avoided
the spot He smiled now at the child
ishneSs of his attitude toward Nan.
The full moon had just risen and
flooded the drive and park and river
with silvery mystery. He studied the
effects Of the building with wonder
and admiration. Evidently Bivens had
given his architects a free hand and
they had wrought poem in marble.
So fascinated was Stuart with the
beauty and perfection Of the great
house he walked around the block be-