Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1914-10-16

you 6nOulQ KNOW tnaI men III mo
position may not consider their ori
ate impulses. Our wealth is a trus
"a sacred trust" He paused, per aps
to control the rising emotion inspired
by thought. THE secret of my sue
cess has been harmony in my organ
ization. Harmony / must have-I will
have. And SO ! must reserve the RICH,
! and means to GUST any who e tt
disturb 1t. The work to which l have
given myself-the projects you. LEAR
hold SO lightly-depends too closely or
my business success to allow me tt
violate successful presidents. Even
/ he beamed on Mark. even for the
sake Of your brilliant young friend
Even for you"
Quinby's face had o put Oh it,
smiling benevolent mask. His voice
had not risen nor lost by SO much at
g note its wonted musical stately
cadence. But Mark. a silent and al
most forgotten listener, knew that IL
the last words menace spoke as cleaI
and venomous as in the hiss of a
snake. He could interpret the men
ace; Henley had rested toe securely
In his Importance to the company; he
now had his warning; like Damocles
sword the power of Quinby's contract
rested heavy overhead.
II he had not known from Quinby's
voice, Mark would have understood
from him to whom the menace had
been spoken. Henley's hands. resting
on the desk, clenched until the nails
bit into the palms. The ugly imperi-
GUS face was deathly white. His black
eyes blazed. Mark thought for a mo-
ment he was about to spring upon
Quinby and 1nflict physical injury, or
at least hurl at the vain shallow poseur
the splendid defiance of the man of
real worth. of invincible and unpur-
chasable spirit. Because he had a pro-
found respect and a sort Of love for
Henley, he wanted to see and hear
hat defiance. He forgot his own in
terest in the scene.
Henley reached again convulsively,
for pen and paper. Quinby raised q
hand-a beautiful, soft, perfectly man
toured member-in humorous protest.
My dear Toni" How the purring
paternal phrase, addressed to Henley,
stung! Mark felt the hot blood rise,
%resentful for his master. If you are
about to resign again. l beg Of you.
consider. have made one concession
to that threat. But if you make it
again, I shall be obliged to break of a
relation hat has been both pleasant
and profitable. 1t will cost me some
thing, perhaps. butt will cost you
more"
Now" muttered Mark.
Now was the time to hurl defiance,
to overwhelm Quinby and Quinby's
power under manly scorn. Quin-
by, outwardly serene as midsummer's
skies, smiled on. Henley was silent.
The blazing anger in his eyes died
down to a smoldering, sullen, futile
rage. The pen dropped from his hand.
What a SCATTERING Of idols was
there! Mark turned away that he
might not see.
His glance fell upon Quinby. The
mask of benevolence had been pulled
aside. Ugly triumph and still uglier
hate shone. In that moment Quinby's
revenge for a thousand sneers and the
open contempt OF years was taken.
Mark hated him.
After a long heavy silence Quinby
turned to Mark. do you accept the
agreement"
sit seems to be Hobson's choice"
Quinby IS and too Marks right
hand in both of his.
Let me be the FIRST to welcome you
into the company. I'm SUR we shall
be-harmonious."
Il can see," Mark answered with a
shrug, that harmony pays"
Quinby was gone. Mark. sickened
and saddened. watched a man, for the
moment mad. belatedly giving voice
to his rage. He paced swiftly back
and forth across the room, like the
wild beast he had become. He cursed
in~coherently the departed Quinby.
pouring forth a flood Of coarse bias
phemies. He flung his arms about.
smote and kicked chairs and desk as
though they had lives to be taken.
This. with Quinby present, would have
struck a responsive chord In Marks
barbaric soul. But this. with Quinby