The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-03-19

fight. We need some money for print
Ing and stuff. Got anyT"
Mr.. Curran smiled. Good Lord.
Arne! I'm bled dry as a bonel I tried
to get sone more on q mortgage at
the bank. Cal Rice rubbed his hands
and said. Wait till after election
don't know whether he's trying to a
me with a threat Of foreclosure on the
News. or wants to conciliate me in case
I'm elected" He glanced at Janet rue
fully. But money? Our crowd has
no money. Money be damned! I'm
simply going on telling men that I'm
Wiley Curran and I want them to vote
for me-and whyl"
The farmer student went away dis
satisfied. The candidate was In Miss
Vance's office. He had been there an
hour talking lightly of affairs but con
scious of some right In the old intimacy
Janet had been reserved; impersonal
business like. She looked thoughtfully
at him now.
'"Wiley. you must have money. It's
the crisis Of your campaign. Arne's
right. You're winning splendidly. The
state press IL noticing your fight down
here. I should almost say the country
is. for Hall is a national 1igure. It's
It was the first touch of her old m
thusiasm for his success. For his sue
cess was in the air. There was q
sense OF change, an undercurrent OF
panic on n side. Of vivifying unity
on the other. Men were talking of new
issues. new ~igures-the control OF q
commonwealth vas being wrested from
accustomed hands, and the obscure
group OF malcontents In Winnetka
county were acute with this feeling Of
being on the crest of a wave. The
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Vance's phrase Of q pigs and politics
campaign among the farmers; It had
undoubtedly caught the popular humor
Curran nodded buoyantly. His con-
strafnt vanished with Janet's. Yet his
intuition told him OF a change in her
She sat forward now and spoke as ono
turning to a definite point Of business
wiley. you need money. And ! have
Il idle in the bank. / want you to use
It."
He stared at her. A flush came tc
his face. "Janet?"
You can give me your note"
Il could write q bushel OF them--bu'
who'd take them?"
II will-for $500"
1T wouldn't be worth q cent at tho
bankl"
Doubtless not. But to me" She
looked away seriously. Then, with hot
ALAiPuloC OkCunAhB LAAOoBbs Cht "IiSS
I want you to win-win!" She swept
up his hand from the table. Your big
chance. and I want to help!"
He was silent. Then muttered:
Janet. I can't take your money! T.
I'm not worth II, girl. GOD bless you
I'd not feel right. I-our friendship &C
beautiful-so big a thing" he woulG
not finish. A damning Of re-
creance was on him. She loved him
and he had been able to make
such a disaster Of himself that she
would not love him. That was the
wonderful thing about women! AnC
Janet, with her great wide horizons, tC
love him! Her steady, au-for- giving
faith in him; Janet the confidant Of
men like Governor Delroy. the leaders
Of new ideals. Janet. whose work was
W calling her to finer achievements
She had refused advancement. she had
waited-for him! No, he would say nc
more A man had best stumble on II
his wi fashion.
I'm sorry" She looked away imper.
~sonally. Il only meant it for the com
mon good,-the new democracy we're
lighting for. Just that-you are one Of
the leaders now-one Of the coming
men-Pd hoped" Her voice had dice
low. Then she went on in her bushes:
tone, go see Purcell today. will you
wiley?"
Within the hour she called up tht
Honorable T. p. Purcell, Mr.. Curran't
political manager, and told him hel
check for $500 was to his credit in ar
Earlville bank. The candidate vas not
to be apprised at present. Young Mr.
Purcell was too pleased to dissent: he
leaned much on Miss Vance.
a MI. Curran walked to the Junction
and took the interurban 20 EarlvillC
kAnN ASfnwnN0n Hgtfh fhn ArNpnzk fnNnn-
ton to see his political manager al
once But he e into the Hote
Metropole with q director Of the stone
and contracting company which hac
been SO d~isgruntled over he Tanner
company's monopoly Of county work
and was, therefore, for reform and
revolution. And after this conference
he suddenly remembered Aurelie. He
had been assuring himself that he
didn't know she was under the same
roof. but this was futile.
Il suppose ske's leaving tonight" he
unused, land / ought to call up-why
Of course I had! To let the little CIR
go way in this fashion would be a
shame. ~Besides"-he reflected upon
other reasons-"well, / must see after
Aurelie." So, feeling rather brotherly-
fatkerly, and altogether equal to the
matter. he inquired. And the burst OF
ivy ONCT IhO tOOL1 NCACpAAOAhC AAf1AO AL
queerly giddy. See him? Why. come
right up!
Miss Lindstrom was packing and
entertaining Morris Feldman, Of the
Majestic theater, who vas sitting or
her trunk, impressive. prophetic and
prepared 10 assume the glory Of heI
burst on the world.
I'll give you a letter. Miss Lindstrom
to Conan q Snitz, who put over all
them big music shows in New York.
Believe me"-Mr. Feldman laid a fat
diamonded hand over his fat chest
you got to show Conan & Snitz, Miss
Lindstrom. This here Chicago beauty
bunk, that don't go in New York. Miss
Lindstrom."
Amt l just as good looking as
used to be, Mr.. Feldman?"
Forty ways for Sunday, Miss
Lindstrom. You look the part now.
with them ~clothes-and I'm glad you
took my advice and put your salary in
clothes. It's all the business. Miss
Lindstrom. 1t dom go much with
Snitz, but Conan he falls for that.
Conan he knows the goods when he
sees 'em. When 1t comes to girls he
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