Judith Gap journal. [volume] (Judith Gap, Mont.) 1908-19??, 1913-12-05

pr1uce. aoo no was gong TO win It II
he had to spend every cent in bic pos-
session.
Then. too. there was suspicion nor
haps harboring somewhere in his brain
that II hs saved the kingdom for the
old king maybe the princess might
think pretty we'll Of him. He did not
dare fancy that she would think we'll
Of marriage-but she might.
That very thought put all the courage
that an American could muster into
his system.
II the king left the palace II would
be over his dead body. Hawthorne told
hlruself
IN go" said the king.
You must do nothing Of the sortv'
nercely contradicted Hawthorne. STEP
ping In front Of the king. THAT
would bs' the last and worst of all your
blunders. 1t would wind you up for
good"
''Sir:' mildly expostulated the king.
1T Is TAR better to run away than to
be sent away. especially when one IL
not certain where they will send him."
you're wrong!' denied Hawthorne.
believe me. It's always q whole lot
safer and better and wiser to stay and
face the music. - we'd run away at
Bunker Hill ind Lexington and Get
tysburR and Santiago. where would
the United States he today? We'd be
running yet"
Put" expostulated De WITT. 1T H.
his majesty's only chance. To stay
would be fatal. Escape is the only pos.
sible''-
There Is one thing" said Hawthorne
gravely. that your majesty cannot run
away FROM
'Eh? calculated the king
History retorted Hawthorne. You
can't run away from history. II Will
brand you through all ages as the cow
ardly king who let himself be bluGfed
OF his throne"
You are right. Mr.. Hawthorne" an
swered the king in sudden decision.
while his dropping shoulders squared
themselves and his wontedly listless
manner took on strangely royal dig
nifty. lyon nre the hest Of our advis-
ers. De Wiz. we have changed our
decision. We shall remain
''Sire!" exclaimed the chancellor from
the window. 1.-THE square IL black with
people. Some one Is haranguing them"
"Of course some one is." sneered
Hawthorne. "A mob must always be
told what to do
"A mob" muttered the king. Il fear
4 mob above all things"
BAH! shifted Hawthorne. "A mob
is nothing. The only thing to fear Is
the mind that does the mob's thinking.
That's the thing to fear-and to beat.
F, And I'm going to beat It. Your majes-
ty will give orders to have my friend
Blake admitted? He is at the gnte.
| can use him just now In my business. "
At nod from the king the chancel-
| lor hurried to the door. gave an order
to an attendant in the nnteroom and
returned.
"Yes." went on Hawthorne. "Once
let me get a strnngle hold on the mind
that's doing the thinking for that mob
out there and III send this silly revolu.
! ton screeching up tree"
| ''You have plenty Of confidence. Mr..
| Hawthorne" commented the king in
half admiring irony.
''Sure have. That's what I'm here
for. And guess I've got u corner on
| the local confidence market A revolu-
tion is nothing but politics. and politics
Ii my middle name. Hello. there" rs
distant clock struck. midnight!
Time for our guests 10 drop i'm
! "Your majesty" exclaimed life
guard officer at the door. n crowd is
Mt the gates: Regiments Of the army
are with 1t. General Hohenloe is at
their head. and he demands admittance
iiM the name Of the nation.'
| '-Then." drawlcd Hawthorne. ''let
the nation ill.,"
NO. no"' cried the king. Hold the
gates: Hold
| NO nothing Of the sort snapped
Hawthorne LET 'enl. in. Let in the
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