Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1913-10-22

make out. they haven't seen each 9th.
or since won't swear 10 that part
OF Il. Hut II they have. his secretary
doesn't know a. Nor"
who was the Woman" queried
Robertson.
THAT" answered Blake reluctantly.
'ls the one thing left 10 find out"
Van Dyke fairly groaned.
Then" he demanded. how is this
miserable story going 10 help usG''
oh" replied Blake. "the nets clos
ing around her / hope 20 have her
name tonight"
Tonight We've got 10 have Il to
night. Before the Mullins bill comes
up The names no use 10 US after
that"
But" asked Robertson, even II we
do get II tonight. what use can We
make Of ~ The house will be on the
final debate OF the bin by ten o'clock.
BY making use Of every trick We
know we can fx only few hours de.
lay at most. What good"
What good7" retorted Blake. Just
this: stAndlsh's long suit ls morality,
| A lot OF US have had Bmirches on our
names from time TO time. He never
has. so the clergy are for him and
the people swear by him. It's his
chief pull with both church and pub.
lie Now-if we can get this story
properly authenticated. on the floor Of
the house tonight. it'll give a lot Of
men-Gregg, here, for inBtance-an eX
cuse to swing over to us"
"Oh. we've got him! We've goI
himl" mutterod Robertson once more
his usually quick mind loafng bllssful
ly over the single grand idea.
Yes" amended Van Dyke dryly
we've got him-lf we can get the
Woman's name In time. II all de
ponds on that. without It, our story
is worthless. Thus far, II seems, M
one knows her name"
Except Standlsh," corrected Blake
What good does that do US? H,
won't tell"
What one man knows" returned
Blake sententlously. another can tint
out"
And" put in Gregg, lowering hi
voice, speaking OF finding out, re
minds me. That little devil of a tele
phone girl over there-Do you sup
pose she could have heard anything
we've been saylng2"
IF she has a whole pair Of ears,
answered Blake, sinking his own voice
she surely could. Especially what Nv
been saying. For I've been strainin
my voice TO talk loud enough for he
to catch what said, ever since we sa
down here"
"The deuce you have" exclaime
Van Dyke. What for?"
For the same reason I've bee
laying down." returned Blake. Don
worry over that. A man whose voic
is as tired as mine isn't straining tina
throat unless it's for a good causi
And you can leave the finding of tn
Womans name to me, too, | guess
Now trot along. all of you. Mark, G
in and order dinner. I'll be there |
five minutes. I've a couple Of thing
to attend to first"
The group began TO drift across tn
corridor in the direction Of the dil
ing-room. Blake detached himse
from the rest and started back towar
the telephone switchboard. But Tor
noting his fathers move, intercepte
him The young fellows face locke
worried and his manner had lost SON
Of Its wonted buoyancy.
Dad" he said.
"Hey?" asked Blake, stopping an
turning toward his son.
u Reading Toms face, as he was a
customed by instinct to read evei
- countenance that came into his rams
~ of notice, Jim nodded and led the we
/. to the amen corner.
a Now, then" he demanded, hal
~ guyingly, half-anxiously, whats {
- your mind? Speak up, son. The
- never yet was a delicate subject tn
wasn't the better for getting aired"