The Detroit times., 1913-08-20

Don't But I'll be district attorney on
the first of next month.
fhe little boss took out his cigar
Judge. he grinned but his lips were
trembling, what the hell We got
intoo"
I The Judge suddenly burst from them
with "A groan Tanner Don't speak
to me-don't look at me. tell you"
The boss rubbed his chin and watch.
ed Harlan / never could account
for folks For the day before election
things are moving into a mighty rum
pus Look at the folks in town?
been waiting half an hour for the boy
TO bring me a copy OF the News
And |. retorted Harlan, am wait
/ ing here for the paper YOU have IL
your pocket Currans signed with
drawal
En-" The boss hdgeted His eyes
went 10 the judge You told them
Il did Tanner. this is damnable
This is. an outrage. the judge turned
on Harlan. My boy, you misunder-
stand me. | knew nothing-know
nothing, The hate OF this he shiy-
ered-'God, II is IN my blood, our
very blood. Harlan. The dirt. the tur.
moil the sensationalism OF II ALL"
Father. | did not dream you did.
You brought me up in the reverence
OF the law-its spiritual quality its
invincible purity | could not dream
dShonoy OF you. But you--you hest
tate You stand still II is not
enough in man--not enough in a
Judge The only good is the fighting
good"
What do you mean
II want Currans withdrawal
demand it."
He is out OF the fight He dare
not speak tonight His own paper
is printing his resignation
Give me that resignation" Harlan
advanced on Tanner. Give il 10 me
or I'll take IL from you
The boss reiterated. lie looked to-
ward the door Janet was moving TO
it, Keep of, damn you, he growled.
Harlan was following him. Thad )
hand went into mis- coat pocket. Keep
OF Here then, make a trade. Gt
me that stun or Boydston's, | tell
you, I'll keep my mouth shut, If you
gi' me that stun that damn fool
wrote
Well" Harlans grim smile came.
The little gray boss reached trem-
bling hand from his pocket. From the
door Janet turned She had torn the
paper from Tanner. even as Harlan
was searching for his own.
Go" she cried That's enough.
Those notes are mine Harlan You
cant trade them"
Harlan's smile deepened. With q
sweep OF his hand he hurled Tanner
against the wall You rat" He
looked back 10 his father Il want
you all TO listen. | am going 10
marry Aurelie Lindstrom am going
TO prosecute Boydston and Curry and
Tanner. And If you'-he smashed
the other man closer to the fioor-if
you ever mention--or if ever hear a
word against the name Of the girl | IN
going TO marry, I'll walk into the First
National Bank and Kill you. Is that
plain"
The little boss struggled TO answer.
The Judge laid hand on his son 5
arm. Harlan Marry her? Your
family-your mother"
The young man gave brief attention.
Very good" He lifted the little !
gray boss TO his feet. Tanner, my |
father wouldn't kill a man under any |
circumstances. would he? It's been |
bred ont OF him. and his generations
before him. But | We got il back some |
where II there's any need at any {,
time"
He kicked the door open and threw
the boss out
There was some commotion in the |
corridor. 80 much so that Thad's exit |
was not noticed An excited boy was |
dashing down the hall calling for Mar
ryat. the sheriff
He could not find him, and stopped |
before Harlan at the door
Mr. Van Hart, they want you or |
some officer. There was big fight J
at the quarry, The contractors da-
COS tried 70 sneak into Ilndstrom |
field and start work and he shot into |
:em lie killed three. and ones the |
foreman"
At Harlan's back The Judge was lis
tening The young man saw some
thing oIt OF the window IS he turned. |
4 column Of white smoke going up |
from the back yard OF the News shop; !
and d glimpse of Janets gown He /
INST realized that sho had gone And |
that for the FIRST time IN fifty years, !
there would be no issue of the Rome
News.
The boz Nas pulling al his sleeve IN |
hysierical excitement
Hold on. I'm going SON" But he !
turned again 20 his father. rhe Judge !
was striving 20 speak
He said L'ndstrom lie said Lind
s'rom' KILLED lhe men
You sent aim down, the son NUT
tered briefly m sorry. father
CHAPTER XIV