The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-01-22
CHARLES TENNEYJ JACKSON

twice been elected against the hostile
conservatism OF q reserve county TO
her superintendency.
Curran sighed. Janet, i couldn't
afford it" x ny hasrI,
Suppose your campaign could be
fnanced-" her cool business smile was
on him. And then her enthusiasm
broke past It. "Oh, Wiley, it's a big
camel A mans game! i never was
so interested as in what father and
Arne tell me-, and what I see is going
on over the county, And you're going
to be in iti ! told Delroy so! They'll
build his Organization on you and YOU
fight down here-they're eager to break
IN, and the county SO needs leader
shipl" TIA. a.a.. aao ".
He smiled, but he felt the inward
.tremor of the man who Is conscious OF
his limitations OF daily nervous force.
The need OF are OF II had held him
from any q crucial effort, that Y
preme hazard OF fortune; for the physi-
cal integer. after all. Is the factor Of
success. He had tried to tell himself
that youth was done, its visions, its
~nobleness, it's lechery; it's easy purity,
which Is virtue untempted; n Its
evil, which is ignorance OF good. But
Of late had come his rebirth, the surge
Of aspiration and hope to h ma,
lows OF his life. Now, with the prodigal
years done, should come q mans real
work. ~. '.
He reached across the desk for
Janet's hands. Girl, I'll do 1t. You
can tell them so. I'll make the hght!"
She threw back her strong shoulders
laughing, the tears in her eyes: That's
all I want to knowl Just to hear You
speak that way, Wiley! I'm going to
telegraph Deiroy, and schemmerhorn
Of the state central committee, and call
up Mr.. Purcell-and fatherl"
He was mazed as h arose with
that imperious incision of hers and
went out. Janet had always left him
gathering his wits-perhaps that was
one reason why-well, he eve could
analyze his admiration for Janet.
He was at his job-press that after
noon, when Hen and Ben McFetridge
drove up in a begilded motor. With
them was a fresh-faced young Hebrew
who was introduced as Morris Feldman
Of the Majestic theater. '.~
"And"-continued Hen-"we got the
little girl all right"
"Got herr" Wiley looked w,
Your prize winner. Old man was up
in the woods with his dogs, chopping
brush, and the old lady vas Off some
where, and we talked with the girl
Told her we were going to put her out
with a show n h most dropped
dead"
4 bnouIu Inluh Bne "Oulo! BaSpeo
Wiley.
'%SheIl get used to our ways" con-
tinued Hen-'heavy on the job-eh.
Benz" ..
might there-eh, HEMP" said Ben.
Morris, here, has been trying to see
Miss Lindstrom for q week, blu he was
afraid OF the dogs. But the minute
he handed her a line of conversation
we had her. He's got a mar in Du-
buque so crazy about this prize beauty
business that he wrote a play about 1t.
Morris a y all the people up h val
ley are crazy about it-and It shows
what a dead one this town is. We can
play up n Town the state and get on
to the Meyer e. Sammet circuit later
" " say, think of the paper we
can get out-three-sheet stuff and the
window stuff: Miss Aurelie Lind
strom, the 500, 900 Prize Beauty Win
ner.' Some class. eh, Hen
Got the Frisco Morning glory
Bunch skinned a mile" said Hen.
Crazy, maybe" said Ben-"but we
got her name on a contract"
But she can't act!"
Don't need to-" said young Mr.. Field
man. Nobody mas to know how to
act-it's all in the line OF dope you put
over. Hand out some bunk that the
public Is crazy about and they'll eat
IL Sliu lillS bllA6 6ON lS-DlS SOSN paper
in the west has been spreading on her
for two weeks now. It's a pippin. I
wanted to bite myself when she signed
| up. Steinman & Franks were after her,
too--they were going to have a man
down here from Chicago today"
Those big vaudeville people? I
guess, II she going in the business at
ali, she ought 10 have gone with them"
Leave 1t to u.s." retorted Hen.
Morris read this here play to Us last
night-four acts, and in the third they
blow up h MILL"
Mr.. Curran IA down on the plat
form: 'Hen, are you In earnest?"
got an option OR a lot OF scenry that
was made for the Mile the Model COM
pany; and II blew Up, and the etuff's
in Dubuque stored. And wait till you
see our paper. Morris, here. t~elegraphed
for his booking agent to pick up some
people. All to the candy-eh. Benz"
Right there" said Ben. And II
n Mile the Model scenery doesn't fit
Hambury's piece. he's willing to re-
write the play to tit the scenery"
Wiley sighed: Hen. you and Ben
are wonders"
mo, we're out for the coin this trip.
And to give hat little girl a chance.
shes got me going. And besides Ben
and me got $50, 900 OF Tular Oil stock to
unload and we thought maybe If we
spread on this show, itll advertise u.s."
Wiley looked his concern. Now, It's
all straight Wiley" went or Hen. and
you can say SO in your little old sore
backed newspaper. Morris, here, will
give you a column OF dope that will
make this old town weak in the pins"
Still Wiley hesitated; he was super
sensitive to a degree about anything
concerning money despite his unpaid
bills "I-I-don't like 1t, boys. You
see this girl-Well!" he floundered-
for an instant Harlan's name was on
his lips then, after all, what
did he know Of Harlan and Aurelie2
He went on doggedly: shes a good
little girl, Hen-after all"
Bet she is" retorted Hen-'and I'm
going to see she gets her chance"
The editor watched the machine roll
up High street. He went in and sat
at his old desk, and lighted his old
pipe, and stared at his old shop. He
wished that sometime he would grow
UP.
CHAPTER XII
THE DAUGHTER OF JEZEBEL