Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1914-05-05

"Well. whU could have guessed itr'
went on Mr.. Bland. "As say. don't
care what you do. just passed you
the tip. I've got that nice little pack
age Of the long green. I've got It
where you'll never lind It"
"How did you get hold Of it7' IN.
quired Mr.. Lou Max.
IT had my eye on this little pro-
fessor person." explained Mr.. Bland.
'sThis morning when Magee went up
the mountain l trailed the highbrow
to Magee's room. When I busted in.
unannounced by the butler. he was
making his getaway. | don't like to
talk about what followed. Hes an
old man, and sure didn't mean to
break bis glasses nor scratch bis dome
Of thought. There's ideas in that dome
90 back to the time Of Anthony ].
Chaucer. But-he's always talking
about that literature chair Of bis
why couldn't he stay at home and sit
in It? Anyhow, got the bundle all
right, all right. wonder what the
little fossil wants with It."
"The Docs glasses was broke" said
Max. evidently to the mayor Of Reu'
ton.
"Um-m," came Carean's voice.
'.bAnd, how much do you make work
Ing for this nice, kind gentleman, Mr..
HaydenY'
"Oh. about $1,000 year. with pick
ings," replied Bland.
"YesY went on Mr.. Cargan. II
amt no Charles Dana Gibson with
words. My talks little rough and
sketchy, l guess. But here's the out
line, plain as l can make 1t. Two
thousand u year from Hayden. Twen-
ty thousand in two seconds II you hand
that package to me-"
mo-" objected Bland "Ive been
bonest-after fashion. I can't quite
stand for that I'm working for Hay
den"
Don't be q fool" sneered Max.
"Of course" said the mayor, II ap'
preciate your scruples. having had
few in my day myself, though you'd
never think so to read the Star. But
look at it sensible. The money be.
longs to me. II you was to hand II
over you'd be just doing plain justice.
What right has Hayden on his side
l did what was agreed. Do get my
payT'
mo-" said Bland. but his tone was
less firm. II can't 90 back on Hay
den. Mott wouldn't
"Twenty thousand" repeated Car
gan. "Ten years salary the way you
are going ahead at present What's
Hayden ever done for you? He'll
throw you down some day. the way
he's thrown me-"
"I-I-dOn't know wavered Bland.
"You get the package" suggested
the mayor: take $4,000 out and slip
the rest to me. No questions asked" "
"Well"- began Bland. He was lost
Suddenly the quiet Of Baldpats noun
tain was assailed by q loud pounding
at the inn door and q voice crying
"Bland-let me I'M"
There's Hayden now" cried Mr.
Bland.
"It amt too late," came the mayors
voice. "You can do 1t yet 1t amt
too late"
"Do whatT cried Bland in a firm
tone. "You can't bribe me. Cargan.'
he raised his voice. "Go round to the
east door, Mr.. Hayden" Then he add
ed to Cargan: That's my answer. In
going to let him In"
"Let him in," beloved the mayor
LET the hound In. guess I've go
something to say to Mr.. Hayden"
There came to Magee's ears the
sound of opening doors and Of return
ing footsteps.
How do you do, carganT said q
voice new to Baldpate.
"Cut the society howdydoes," replied
the mayor hotly. There's little
score to be settled between me and
you, Hayden. amt quite wise to
your orchid In the buttonhole ways.
don't understand your system. When
1 give my word keep 1t. Has that
gone out of style up on the avenue
where you live2"
There are condihons''- began Hay
den.
1.-THE b. there areF' roared Cargan
"A mans words his word. and he
keeps 1t to me or know the reason
why. You can't come down to the
city hall with any new deal like this
was to have two hundred thousand
Why didn't get it2"
Because" replied Hayden smooth
", 'the-er-little favor you were te
grant me in return is to be made use
less by the courts"
"Can help thatT the mayor De
manded. "Was there anything about