Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1914-01-31


socialistic talk. What he wants to
DO is to give to the people OF this
country for nothing what this Interna.
tlonal Power Company is planning to
sell them for ever. What we want is
monopoly! I've been gambling every
hing I've got on the certainty OF tina.
monopoly. I'm in soak, In hook, up
70 my eyes on the market, this min
ute. I'm margined to the full extent
OF my credit The biggest men of
America are back of me. I'll be rich
II this thing goes through--one OF the
richest men In America But I'd al.
most rather lose It all than to see you
side In with him. or listen for Ave min.
utes to his rotten talk about the
rights OF man. There are no rights
OF man except what each man can take
for himself! AS for MIN. I'd kill him.
or get him killed. II knew first how
he got that current through the re-
ceivers- Give me that. and I'll let the
rights Of man wait while. Ill show
them thing or two!
But of course" he added. frownIng
again In helpless perturbation. we've
got to get him in hand. Grace couldn't
DO IT,"
No; on the contrary, I can-ir /
payl"
Then pay!" he snarled suddenly.
his voice harsh, half choking. What's
the price-nothing worth mentioning
But It's got to be paid. no matter what
1t is, We're caught, and we're
squeezed! We've got to pay. no mat
ter what 1t Is, Jennle!"
is 1t no matter to you, Mr.. Rawn? p"
How can 1t be? I'm almost crazy
tonight! Do 1t, that's all. and draw
on me to the limit"
TO the limit, Mr.. Rawn?"
TO the limit" He looked her
straight in the eye. and she met mis-
gaze fully. She shivered slightly
again. but her delicately clean.cut face
showed no further sign. Only she
shiyered. and pulled her wrap a tribe
closer about her shoulders
Very well" she said. u may have
TO draw on you-and myself. too"
ITS all in the game, JennIe--we've
got to play it together-were two of
the same sort-~we've got to climb, to
succeed. We run we'll together. One
must help the others hand"
Yes. it's a game" she answered.
and so rose, and left him without fur.
Their word
John Rawn followed her up the stair
mumbiing some sort OF conJugai affec.
ton, but she left him at the landing
and passed toward her own apart.
ments down the hall. giving him hard
ly even look OF farewell He fol.
lowed her with his eyes. standing a
little time. his hand resting on the
Intel of his own door.
Alone, Rawn seated himself In the
Ellzabethan armchair devised by his
most favored decorator as fitting for
this Elizabethan room. A vast oak
bed, heavily carved. with deep and
heavy curtains. represented the deco,
rator's idea of what the Virgin Queen
preferred The walls were deeplv
carved in wainscot and cornice A
rude attempt was made at strength
and simplicity in this, the sanctum of
the master of Graystone Hall. Grant
ed the aid of lively imagination. this
might have been the apartment of
some feudal lord OF another dav. as
the designer and architect had not
failed delicately 70 suggest to Mr.
Rawn.
1t is possible that IN the time Of
Elizabeth pier glasses with heavily
carved frames were not common in
the size affected by Mr. Rawu in his
private apartment He stood before
the great glass now and gazed at what
he saw; face haggard and lined,
shoulders STOPPING a little forward
body a little stopped. a little heavy.
little soft: the watch charm hanging
In free air--the figure OF a man no
longer athletic. II ever so.
Rawn stood engaged In his reGulnr
nightly deyotions-he made no pray.
ers of eyentide beyond that to his mir
ror. But now something he saw
caused him to ding himself into a seat
at a smaller glass, where the light
was better He gazed into this also
intently. Something seemed strange
about his eyes. about his mouth He
turned his face slightly sidewise and
studied the deep, triangular lines at
the corner OF the chin He saw a roll
OF fatht the back OF his neck. and OBJ
served a certain throatlness. a volu.
minousness OF flesh below the chin
The latter stood out distinct. pushing
forward the rich mans chin, the old
mans chin. He lifted 4 finger and
touched the arteries on his temples.
They were frmer TO the touch than
once they had been. He looked At the
veins on his hands. and realized that
they stood fuller than was once the
case. His nose, large, Just q trlhe
dubious seemed to him to have gained
somewhat in Solor in late years. re
looked At his eyes In eager question.
ing Yes they belonged TO him. But
for some reascg they lacked brillianca