Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-01-23


one thing we can't do, Jennie" said
he. I'VE can't side III with any of his
i socialistic talk. What he wants to
do is to give to the people of this
country for nothing what this Interna-
tlonal Power Company is planning to
sell them for ever. What we want is
monopoly! I've been gambling every
thing I've got on the certainty of that
monopoly. I'm in soak, in hook, up
to my eyes on the market, this min
ute. I'm margined to the full extent
or my credit. The biggest men of
America are back of me. I'll be rich
II this thing goes Throughout of the
richest men in America But I'd al
most rather lose it all than to see you
side in with him, or listen for five min
utes to his rotten talk about the
rights of man There are no rights
OF man except what each man can take
for himself! AS for him, I'd kill him.
or get him killed, if | knew first how
he got that current through the re-
celVers. Give me that, and I'll let the
rights Of man wait while I'll show
them thing or two!
TBut of course" he added, frowning
again in helpless perturbation, we've
got to get him in hand Grace couldn't
do it."
NO; on the contrary. I can-if I
pay!"
Then pay!" he snarled suddenly,
his voice harsh, half choking. What's
the price-nothing worth mentioning
But it's got to be paid, no matter what
it is. We're caught, and we're
squeezed! We've got to pay, no mat
ter what it is, Jennie!"
is it no matter to you, Mr. Rawn?'
How can it be? I'm almost crazy
tonight! Do it. that's all. and draw
on me to the limit"
ITO the limit. Mr. Rawn?'
"To the limit" He looked her
straight in the eye. and she met his
gaze fully. She shivered slightly
again, but her delicately clean-cut face
showed no further sign. Only she
shivered, and pulled her wrap trife
closer about her shoulders.
Very well,' she said. q may have
to draw on you-and myself, too"
It's all in the game, Jennie--we've
got to play 1t together-w we're two of
the same sort-we've got to climb. to
succeed. We run well together One
must help the others hand"
Eyes, it's a game" she answered:
and so rose. and left him without fur.
Their word
John Rawn followed her up the stair.
mumbling some sort of conjugal affec-
ton, but she left him at the landing
| and passed toward her own apart
ments down the hall, giving him hard
/ ly even look of farewell. He fol-
lowed her with his eyes, standing a
little time. his hand resting on the
Intel Of his own door.
Alone, Rawn seated himself In the
! EliZabethan armchair devised by his
most favored decorator as fitting for
this Eltzabethan room. A vast oak
bed, heavily carved, with deep and
heavy curtains, represented the deco
rator's idea of what the Virgin Queen
preferred. The walls were deeply
carved in walnscot and cornice. A
rude attempt was made at strength
and simplicity in this, the sanctum of
the master of Graystone Hall. Grant
| ed the aid OF a lively imagination. this
might have been the apartment of
| some feudal lord of another day: as
the designer and architect had not
/ failed delicately to suggest to Mr..
Rawn.
1t is possible that in the time of
| Elizabeth pier glasses with heavily
carved frames were not common in
| the size affected by Mr. RaWn in his
| private apartment. He stood before
the great glass now and gazed at what
he saw; face haggard and lined,
shoulders STOPPING a little forward,
body little stopped, little heavy,
a little soft; the watch charm hanging
in free air--the figure of a man no
| longer athletic, If ever so.
/ Rawn stood engaged in his regular
nightly devotions-he made no pray
ers of eventide beyond that to his mir
ror But now something he saw
caused him to fling himself into a seat
at smaller glass, where the light
| was better. He gazed into this also.
intently. Something seemed strange
about his eyes. about his mouth. He
turned his face slightly sidewise and
studied the deep, triangular lines at
the corner of the chin. He saw a roll
| of fat at the back of his neck, and OBJ
served certain throatiness, a volu-
minousness of flesh below the chin.
The latter stood out distinct, pushing
forward the rich mans chin, the old
mans chin. He lifted a finger and
| touched the arteries on his temples
They were armer to the touch than
once they had been. He looked at the
veins on his hands, and realized that
| they stood fuller than was once the
case. His nose, large. just a trifle
dubious. seemed to him to have gained
/ soma what in color in late wears Ha