The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1913-05-30

"The last tribunal will give you moth
ing"
with Bivens. l refuse his generosity.
I'll take only what the last tribunal of
the people shall give me-justice."
"The last tribunal of the people will
give you nothing" the lawyer said
emphatically.
"I'll stand or fall with it. 1 make
common cause with the people. know
that Bivens is a power now. He
chooses judges, defies the law, bribes
imagines that he rules the nation. But
the Napoleons of finance today will
be wearing stripes in Sing Sing to-
morrow. A despotism Of money can
not be fastened on the people Of Amer
lea. Only a few years ago a great
millionaire who lived in a palace on
Fifth avenue boldly said to a newspa-
per reporter, The public be id!
Times have changed. The millionaires
have begun to buy the newspapers and
beg for public favor. We are walking
on the crust Of a volcano Of public
wrath. l am content to live and fight
for the right, win or lose, and play
my little part in this mighty drama"
II had hoped you were tired of fight
ing a losing battle"
'Tll fight this battle to a finish and
I'll win. II God lives I'n win-Pm so
sure Of 1t, my boy"
The doctor paused and his eyes
flashed.
'I'm so sure of it that I'm not only
going to refuse this bribe from Bly,
ems, but my answer will be harder
blow. I'm going to begin another big
ger and more important suit for the
dissolution of the American chemical
trust"
Stuart slipped his arm around the
older man with movement of in
stinctive tenderness.
Look here, doctor, I've lived in your
home for fourteen years and I've
grown to love you as my own father.
You must listen to me now. can give
no time to your suit. l am just enter
ing on a great struggle for the people.
Tremendous issues are at stake"
"You'll go down a wreck if you fail"
"Perhaps, but it's my duty"
"Good boyW the older man cried,
seizing Stuart's hand. "You can't fail.
That's why I'm going to risk all in
my fight"
"But the cases are not the same"
"No, I'm old and played out-my
life's sands are nearly run, l haven't
much to risk-but such as l have
offer it freely to God and my coun-
try. l envy you the opportunity to
make q greater sacrifice-and you ad-
wise me to compromise for a paltry
sum of money a righteous cause mere
ly to save my own skin. I'm proud of
you-proud that you live in my house,
and tried to teach you the joy and the
foolishness of throwing your life
awayw
With a wave of his hand the stall
wart figure of the old man passed out
and left him brooding in sorrowful
silence.
He seized his pen at last, set his face
like flint and resolutely wrote his an
swer:
Dear Nan-Your letter is very kind. I'll
be honest and tell you that it has stirred
memories I've tried to kill and can't.
hate to say no, but must. Sincerely,
JIM.
On the night following Stuart work
ed late in his Office developing his
great case. He was disappointed in
the final showing of the evidence to
be presented to the grand jury. His
facts were not as strong as he ex-
pected to make them.
At 10 o'clock he quit work and hur-
ried home to refresh his tired spirit
with Harriet's music. AS he hurried
up the steps he nearly collided with
handsome young fellow just emerg-
ing from the door. He was dressed
well, and he had evidently been calling
on some one-perhaps on Earrietl
Stuart let himself In softly and start
ed at the sight of Harriet's smiling
face in the parlor doorway. His worst
fears were confirmed. She Yas dress
ed In dainty evening gown and had
evidently enjoyed her visitor.