Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1913-11-05
CHAPTER x.
In the Day Of Battle.

Ralph Van Dyke, corporation lawyer,
and the railroads mouthpiece In Wash
lngton, sat by the desk lamp In the
library of Mark Robertson's Hotel Kes-
wick suit, readlng-and here and there
altering typewriter sheets.
Across the desk from him sat Jim
Blake, cigar in one hand. telephone
receiver held to his ear.
The master of the machine was not
leading his forces in person tonight
He seldom did so. The commanding
generals place is on a convenient
hilltop; not in the vulgar thick OF the
fray. And, for divers reasons, Blake
had chosen his son-in-law's apartment,
on this night, as his hilltop. The tele-
/ phone admirably filled for him the dual
roles of spy-glass and courier Just
now, he was listening intently to a
report from Tim Neligan at the Capt.
toll.
Good old TIM" he broke out after
a moments close attention to the re-
ceiver. What dye think of that, Van
Dyke? We get the roll-call."
Good" pronounced Van Dyke.
glancing up from his reading.
"Standish still in his seat2" queried
Blake into the transmitter. Yes?
All right. Keep right on with the pro-
gram I gave you. No need to change
1t unless something unexpected cuts
loose. And 1t won't. What? No
Not yet. Cant get word out OF her
But we will. Don't you worry. Sc
long"
Well" he added to Van Dyke, ai
he hung up the receiver and pushed
the telephone back on the table-desk'
fat surface. This Eoll-call gives US
another hour to breathe in"
Wen need it. AnF MORE" said VaI
Dyke, returning to his reading
Sure you're making that stronl
enough. Van Dyke?" f'e asked Don
use the word utenstr when spade
will do just as wei. Cut out an,
fowery stuff and bang away at tn
point
81 have, replied Van Dyke, handin
Blake the edited pages Look it owe
and see how it strikes you.
Blake took the manuscript an
scanned its contents from beneath hi
drooped lids. AS he read, a look {
UNQUALIFIED approval replaced tn
doubt on his face He nodded en-
phatically, once or twice In his il
terest he unconsciously mutteTed, ha
aloud.
Standish, the arch reformer, b
murmured. "a moralist dethroned-
scandalouc past of a house lead'
| brought to light-disciple of purity
| politics convicted of dissolute priva
/ life'-H'm! That's the stuff. It
Il make EN- sit up, guess"
II eff we can use it," corrected Va
II Dyke. "As It stands, it represen
H nothing but three spoiled sheets
II white paper
H eth represent one perfectly go'
Y insurgent chief split up the back, /
:. fore another hours past" retort
~ Blake. 'Tll have the Woman's mar
by that time"
to What Is that stubborn little tie
mt phone girl holding out for, wonder
ITS past mel" growled Blake.
lis it was a man could size up the gal
y" at a glance and I'd know just WI
nd move to make Every man has alwa
ife had his price Except Ore. And
ne crucifed Him. But with women
be different. You can't tell what wo
RS. ans going to do. For the mighty GO
in reason that she doesn't know, hers'
a This Kelly girls got me guessing. S
let me think l could buy her dead ca
es Then she played for time. And n
the she's thrown us down altogether a
to won't say a word"
me You've sent over to central for Il
r duplicate list of all the numbers t
md we're called up from the Keswick
me day? Let me look at them"
"They aren't here yet repl
an Blake. 81 only sent for them a
she minutes ago. You see, | though
could save lot of time by getting
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