The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1914-09-16

MEs MuKee, COuuuueQ MISS ItuOUeS,
"will doubtless be one of tho states
chief witnesses when the case against
Cargnn comes to trial. as will also Pro
fessor Thaddeus Bolton. holder Of the
Crandall chair Of comparative litera-
ture at Reuton university. and David
Kendrick. formerly Of the Suburban.
but who retired six years ago to take
mp his residence abroad. The latter
two went TO the inn to represent
Prosecutor Drayton and mnde every
effort In their power to secure the
package Of money from the reporter
for the Star. not knowing her connec-
tisn with the affair.""
"well. Mr.. Mageer asked Professor
Bolton. laying down the paper which
he bad been perusing ut distance Of
about an inch from his nose.
"Ouce again. professor" laughed Ma.
go. reporters have entered your life."
The old man sighed.
~YCu got " get me out Of this" Max
was sui telling the mayor.
"For Gods sake" cried Cargan.
'Shut up and let me think" He nat
for moment staring at one place. his
face still lacking all emotion, but his
eyes a trine nrrrower than before.
You haven't gpt me yetr' he cried.
standing up. by the eternal. I'll Hght
to the last ditch. and I'll win. I'll
show Drayton he can't play this game
On me. Ill show the Star. That uirty
sheet has bounded me for years. Ill
pat tt out OF business. And Ill send
tho reformers bowling into the alleys,
ack Of the fuss they started them.
selves"
Perhaps" said Professor Bolton,
but only after the fight Of your life.
CarGan."
I'm ready for itr' cried Cargan. 81
amt down and out yet. But to think
q wom"n-a ustie bit Of a girl could
have put In my pocket-it's all a big
joke. Ill beat them. III show them.
The games far from played out. I'll
win. and II ,don'e-
He crumbled suddenly into his seat.
his eyes on that unpleasant line about
Prison Stripes For the Mayor"
"lf don't" he stammered pitifully,
well. they sent him to an island Mt
the end. The reformers got Napoleon
at tho last ! won't be alone In that. ''
AT this unexpected sight Of weak
ness In his hero. Mr.. Max set up q re-
newed babble Of fear ut his side. The
Tnin was In the Reuton suburbs now.
At neat little station IL slowed down
to a stop and fiorid policeman en-
tered the smoking Cur. Cargan look.
ed up.
"Hello. Dan." he said. His voice
was iifeless: the oldtime ring was gone
The policeman removed his helmet
and shifted It nervously.
~ thought ia tell you. Mr.. Carsan."
he said. 81 thought I'd warn you.
You'd better get or here. There's a
big crowd In the station at Reuton.
They're waiting for you. sir; they've
heard you're on this train. This lying
newspaper. Mr.. Cargan. it's been tell.
mig taies-l guess you know about that.
There's big mob. You better get Off
here. SIR. and so downtown on car"
IL IT, mighty Cargan had looked
Imp anu beaten for q moment he look
Cd that way no more. He stood I'd
and his head seemed almost to touch
the roof OF the car. Over that big
patrolman he lowered: his eyes were
cold and hard again; his lips curved
IN the smile Of the master.
And why" he beloved. should ]
get or here? Tell mo that. Dan"
well. sir" replied the embarrassed
copper. they're ugly There's no tell.
Ing what they might do. It's a bad
mob. This newspaper has stirred
'em up."
ugly. are they?" sneered Cargan
"Eyer seen the bunch I would go out
Of my way for. DAMP
81 meant II. all right. sir" said Dan
las n friend to n man who's been
friend to me. No. I never saw you
afraid OF any bunch yet. but this
This" replied Cargan. rs the same
old bunch - the same lily livered
crowd that I've seen In the streets
since laid the first paving stone un.
der 'em myself I'm 'Ol. Afraid of
them? H! I'D walk through an ant
hill as scared as I would through that
mob. Thanks for telling me, Dan, but
Jim Cargan won't be In the mollycod
die class for century or two yet"
Yes. SIR" said the patrolman I'D.
miringly. He turned out OF the cur.
and the mayor turned TO find Lon Max
pale and fearful by his side.
What ais you now?" he asked.
I'm afraid"' cried Max. did you
hear what he saidy A mob! I saw a
mob once. Never again for mew He
tried to smile to pass ii Off as n pleas
ant jest. but he had to wet his lips
with his tongue before he could go on
Come on, jim. Get or here. Don't
be fool"