Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-03-06

was my girl, my baby! Take care Of
her. John, have got to 60 back
| home!"
In the next ensuing moment or so,
what swift changes now were wrought
| in the late despair of our friend and
hero, Mr.. John RaWn, master of the
International Power Company, already
in imagination controlling in good part
the destinies of a people-the great
John Rawn, philanthropist, kindly en-
ployer. wise friend of the less favored
ones of earth; the benefcent, kindly,
omnipotent John Rawn? Why had he
despaired, why had he ever doubted,
why had he ever set himself even mo-
mentarily apart from that original des-
tiny which always he had accorded to
himself? Was he not a leader-had
he not been devised to be so in the
plans of the immortal gods, ages age? ?
Was he not one of the few select ones
assigned to rule his fellow-men?
| John Rawn stood before the old.
gray woman, and scarcely heard her
last words. He sighed deeply. His
self-respect was coming back to him
in waves, great, recurrent waves. At
last a smile crossed his face. The i'm
perious glance of the born ruler, Of
one better than his fellow-men, the
look Of the man set apart and licensed
| to rob and rule-returned once more
to his eye.
'It's a million dollars!" he cried
aloud, exultantly, once more. It's God
has sent it to me! I'll take it as a
sign. Watch me in the morning! I'll
make them hunt their holes yet. By
God! / Wilt"
| John, John, you mustn't swear. It
isn't right! John!"
II beg your NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS."
he rejoined, with fine condescension,
every instant now becoming more
himself. 'In fact, want to thank
you-it's clever of you, must say. 1t
isn't every woman who'd have done
what you have done, I'm sure"
'Why wouldn't they, John? 1t isn't
money woman wants to make her
happy. I've tried that. Grace tried
it. 1t doesn't work. 1t takes some
thing else besides money, / reckon.
We're lucky when we find that. any
of us, / reckon If we don't, we've
got to take just what God gives u.s.
But money doesn't buy everything in
the world John, sometimes l think
| it buys about as little as anything
you can think of" She gulped just
| little in her thin throat
"All the same,' said he firmly and
generously, by this time almost fully
! the great John Rawn once more, 1t
was very decent of you, Laura
''Well, never mind about that, John:
It was. you who made 1t. never did
understand how you earned it SO fast
I'm glad if it will do you any good
And see, john" she added shyly, fun
| bling again in her bag, I brought you
little present, John. I've been do
ing these, you see. / make quite
lot out of it. / never used any of that
money you gave me, at ALL did these
| things-the way I did before, when
we were getting our start together,
John, you know. 1 thought be
you'd like a pair"
She held out to him pair of braces
embroidered carefully in silks. He
took them in his hand. She also looked
at them closely, in professional scru-
tiny, her steel bowed spectacles on
nose. She pronounced them good.
"But, john" she added curiously-
"you know, while l was up there, do
ing what.I could for Grace and the
baby-it seemed to me like as if
heard some funny sort of noise down
here-something like shot. What
was it?"
"It was some of those COMPOUNDED
laboring people" said John Rawn,
frowning. "Yes-they came here after
Halsey."
WELL" said John Rawn, "Halsey-
Charley Halsey-you remember him,
believe? Well, they shot him.
Goodnight, Laura" he added
suddenly, and held out his hand to
her, generously, nobly. "Im very
sleepy. I've been up so long-and I've
lot to do tomorrow. After all, there's
no use in our having hard feelings.
Good-by."
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