The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1914-02-04

They knew 100 per cent of that
game OF which he knew absolutely
nothing. He had deied them, SHE'D
his hat into the ring, and now was
obliged to chastise them drastically.
He sighed, thrust his neck out stif1y,
and said. trying to be cocky, but,
that the excitement had died down,
realizing that it would be easy to be
gloomy:
Funny Pembroke isn't here"
He proposed to scorn that person,
he was keyed up to a mighty candle
power OF hot contempt, but he wanted
to get at 1t, get it over with, before
his energy had oozed away.
He'll be along" said Wallace.
as 1t eleven, YETI"
Just"
Out came B~roadway's neck again.
He was ever rather nervous. What
are we going to say to him when he
gets here?"
Remember that o promised to let
me handle him." said Wallace arr
ingly. He thinks I'm your secretary"
The Judge saw that they were
ried. IF you boys want to talk things
over I'll skip along"
mo, stay here, Judge" Broadway
urged. 1--WE may need a lawyer"
The judges face glowed with his
satisfaction.
We're just waiting for Pembroke"
said Wallace
Pembroke! Oh, yes; some of the
men told me that he is in town.
What's he coming here for?"
ITO try to give us a whole lot of
money" Wallace answered. But we're
not going to take it," He grinned up
at Broadway. we don't need it, do
WEI"
Jackson looked at him with mourn
full eyes,, recollecting all the bills he
had left behind in New York city.
Don't make me laugh. | didn't sleep
we'll"
The Judge saw his young friends
increasing discomfort. You've made
the people Of this town very happy to-
day. my boy. You ought to sleep well
after this. They owe you a great
debt"
Jackson passed the compliment, but
Let's get on a cheerful subject" With
a sickly effort to relieve his mind he
turned to Wallace. "How's the bar
ber?"
The judge seized this opportunity
to extol a local genius. Amt he a
nice fellow, thought"
Yes" said Wallace dryly, he cut
Taft's hair once"
Il shouldn't be surprise" the judge
assented heartily. He's from Hart
ford"
His remarkable appreciation of the
was a continual Joy to the two friends.
who smiled across his nodding head at
one another.
Wallace looked around appreciative-
ly. The old gentleman had pretty
nice Offices here"
Yes" the judge agreed. He nod
ded toward the desk at which Broad
way had carelessly taken his position.
Seems strange not to see him sit
ting at that desk" He sighed. First.
old Oscar Jones sat there, and he
died; then John sat there, and he died
then Andrew sat there, and he died
now"
Broadway, who had listened to the
brief but tragical recital with expand
ing orbs, got up, and. as he edged
away from the too fatal piece of Office
furniture, eyed 1t with suspicion and
distaste. That's the last time I'll sit
there" he declared.
But Judge Spotswood had not seen
the byplay and did not hear the youths
resolve. He was launched on reminis-
cence. Every man in the plant loved
the old gentleman. They all feel
mighty bad. Just think-he was alive
" hours ago. and now the whole
towns In mourning"
1t was at this j~uncture that Higgins,
a new and happy Higgins, entered,
cap In hand. respectfully. He vas
smiling genially. Excuse me, Mr..
Jones, the men want to know if you
have any objection to their celebrat-
ing tonight"
He bowed respectfully to Josie, who
entered at hat moment.
They're thinking of having a torch
light parade and fireworks in honor
OF your taking up things at the works,
Is it all right"
The Judge beamed happily. What
could be more significant of the new
day which had dawned on Jonesville
than this speech from Higgins, erst-
while the dissatisfied, the complainer?
That's a bully ideal" he exclaimed
enthusiastically.
Wallace and Jackson looked at one
another In a pleased appreciation. 1t
was Josie who instinctively saw the
flaw which had escaped the horde of
workmen in the shops and which now
escaped the four there in the office.
why, judge!" said she, shocked and
scandalized.
What's the natter"
But Josie would not even look at