The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-10-09

was guilt1tss of humorous intent For
myself shouldn't think of disturbing
any advantage your interest in my
work might accidentally give you. But
to my wife and daughter, who are
entirely dependent upon me, this would
mean much"
Isn't 1t little late, after wasting
your substance in riotous invention, to
begin thinking of them? Besides"
Mark looked at his watch pointedly.
II hardly see your right to ask me
to give them the consideration you've
never given them"
Timothy flushed painfully. rising.
"You refuse, them"
Il do"
"Then you had this stock In mind
all along?"
IF you'd made as shrewd guess
before" Mark grinned.
Il was told you are apt to do this
sort of thing"
The loser in DEAL" Mark re-
minded him coldly, always finds
something to criticize. If there's moth
ing else can do for you-good day.
Mr.. Woodhouse'
so this is what you call a deal?
should choose another term. shall
take enough of your time to give you
my view of it. You came to me to
get that stock, but you did not come
frankly. You resorted to subterfuge.
You flattered me. You took advantage
of your inside knowledge of its value
and Of the fact that I'm rather a fool
in such matters to get it absurdly
cheap. But / suppose one need hardly
expect particularly of conduct from
your sort"
Mark sneered. AT least you felt
no obligation to particularly OF con-
duct when you thought you were get
ting a good round sum for something
of no value at ALL
That" said Timothy with dignity,
Il supposed and you pretended was
practically a gift to science. ! shall
keep you no longer, SIR"
And Timothy stalked away. For sew
eral days Marks familiars observed
in him an unusual irritability of tenn
per.
Steel had come into its own. 1t was
the first principally Of industry.
Swiftly as the sun seeks it's zenith.
its leaders were rising to power and
prestige, doing big things in a big,
bold, precedent-defying fashion that
stirred the world to just admiration.
And above the others-in the estima-
ton of all who did not march with
the army of steel-towered that giant
MacGregor, and in his shadow but too
big to be obscured wholly, jeremiah
Quinby, their names and fame known
wherever the stout fabric was used.
After many years Quinby's project
was a fact, the more splendid for the
delay. 1t stood just across the street
from MacGregor's library. This prox-
unity called for a comparison, by
which the Institute of PaieontolOgy
suffered no whit. Somehow it's noble
lines and masses, in exact copy OF
the Parthenon, seemed to suggest in
its founder simple majesty of char
acter not shared by the author Of the
elaborate library.
MacGregor could not have believed
that comparison was intended, since
he accepted an invitation to share with
Quinby himself and an ex-president Of
the United States the h0nors on the
occasion of the dedication. He, as did
the ex-president, made speech, in
which he paid high tribute to his
% to- &ho ~ c<,.ih
uting surplus wealth" This tribute
Quinby, when his turn came, formally
assigned to the thousands of obscurely
faithful who had given their
strength, their courage, their patience
and talent, nay, oft their very lives.
to upbuilding the industry which made
this project possible" Some OF his
hearers interpreted this merely as the
too great modesty of superlative, tri-
umphant genius. But when, expand
ing this text, he thus brought his pero-
ration to q close:: Let labor and
capital, the Siamese twins of produc-
ton, dwell together in unity, in amity,
in the forbearance that springs from
love!" the audience applauded enthusi-
astically; reckless Of damage to new
kid gloves.
That evening, in the celia of the in
stitute, was held a great reception.
The Truths were there-as who that
counted was not?-but together only
until they had reached the end of the
receiving line. Mark betook himself
to chair in a corner occupied by the
skeleton of some prehistoric monster
and there watched the crowd.
He caught a glimpse of Unity, a
beaming happy Unity, the center of
laughing group, and scowled angrily.
:. Though their life had been super
ficially unchanged, he had had his
freedom. 1t had been a partial use
less freedom that he did not want,
paid for by the loss of even the pre-
tense of affection, by an ill-disguised
mutual aversion.
His reflections were interrupted by
hand on his shoulder. Henley sat
down beside him.
Taking it in?"
Mark nodded
We're outshone."
"As the stars by the sun. Do you
care?"
moi" snarled Henley, in a tone that
gave his words the lie. Mark repressed
another sheer Here was Henley, the
man Of magnificent achievements, of
real genius, jealous as woman over
Quinby's hollow glory!
He seems" Mark nodded toward
the respondent Quinby, "to attract the
women"
Its mutual. AS happen to know"
$50? I'd have classed him with