Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1914-03-06
;bin drifted back to the old affection

ship drifted back to the old affection.
yet there was this one reserve.
Wiley would look up from his job
press to find Harlan's serious face
turned to him in q study. Harlan was
easily the best dressed mar in the
county even the drumrnerS about the
Elks' club in IIarlville. or the Hotel
Metropole. We're no more punctlllous as
to business garb. And Wiley was in
his shirt sleeves and we'll linked sleeves
at that Invariably they rawle at
each other with summer laziness: Hot.
isn't It,. H%arlan?"
Yes"
'Bucking hard?"
Some dinky line fence case Donley
turned over to me. Justice court. Term
is closed. and dad is off to the ST. Law
renee for vacation"
Make a note of 1t. Farmer caught a
big catfish-7O pounds-at Ellick's ford
Thursday. Dig up a sQuib about that!"
Harlan laZily wrote out the copy; 1t
was the old high school habit to help
Wiley get out the News personals. Also
to jibe the editor about his paper.
Worst country sheet in Iowa. Wiley
worse and worse!"
II know. But still able to squawk
occasionally" Wiley was distributing
type as Jim Minis was fishing. He
kicked the job press half an hour, and
then did the printers work under the
impression that he was getting both
IdShS ldIlIleE advanced somehow OF
other. Still able to make Old Thad
cuss. Even If his Retail Merchants as
ISOLATION is doing it's best to head off
all my advertising. had can round up
the county to put through his Sin creek
steal. but still the News can call at
tention to it,"
Harlan stirred: "Still you praised
my argument before the board"
That was you. SOM! But as to the
creek diversion. every one of those poor
devils in the pocket will be drowned
out"
"They haven't a sign of title. And
every property owner on the north side
will benefit"
Sure"
You're hurting you political
chances, Wiley"
Il know. But I cant help that. The
under dog gets me, Harlan. 1 been
one. myself. l nave to fight for 'em!
Mine own people! 1 can't stop to con-
slider whose land is benefited, or who
has the title at law. Pm only think
ing OF those people who fought flood
and droughts and stumps to make
themselves their little corn patches and
down there. The News his hand
patted the splintered old type case
fondly-"it's Away fought that way,
somehow! It's never right-it's always
wrong. Ask any of the law abiding,
ASoHSSS1OiS pCOplO LII IOWA duu IHcYl III
tell you so.'
Harlan smiled. Here on the start
OF your primary campaign. you're maxi
Ing enemies of your home people. And
want you to succeed, Wiley. In spite
OF Hal being a friend Of fathers
and everything; I hate greed and p
preston as badly as you do. Only
That's it-only! It's hard to go
against ones class, isn't it? Hate OPP
preston, hate wrong-onlye except ones
privilege. ones class. ones tradition.
1 Why. right here between you and me,
whole problem which confronts the ma
ton! We give to Tanner, to the prop
erty owners-our sort-the privilege Of
exploiting others who can't help them
selves. And a hoary tradition Of the
courts exists to defend the privilege.
hotly-"Harlan. come on over to Earl
Vile to dinner with US Sunday night
and meet this Mcbride. the chap who's
organizing the soft coal miners. He's
q new article In this courtyard he's
behind me In this fight against Hall.
I want Q to meet him."
Mcbride, the man who defied the
supreme court last year and went to
jail for At?'
Eyes. I'm glad no did. He made
lot OF people stop and think-and that's
The judges son smiled tolerantly.
"A right. I'D like to see him. I'm
curious. But his friendship won't help
you. Wiley"
Wiley smiled in turn. But thus It
Vance came over to the lucent table
d'hote dinner at the Hotel Metropole
to meet Mike Mcbride. The dining
room Of the Hotel Metropole. all ex-
cessively new and Ear1v1llian. with q
tapestried wall Of stiff necked steeple-
L n o4wM I~~~ &c H~,,. ~
climbing a fence; while over a bulg-
ing and lavender hill dashed q motor
car, the cloud OF dust and the ladies'
wells forming a diaphanous perspective
in five more colors. which, with the
Hunt club dogs and the riders coats,
made the picture Of General Parsons
above h Parsons house mantel over in
Rome, seem old and faded. You would
understand at once that It belonged In
a town which had an ~interurban. and
an Elks' club. and pressed its trousers.
along with other cOcky modernity. But
neither Arne Vance nor Wiley T. Cur
ran let on to being impressed, for they
had dined in q number OF the beplast-
cred n multt-colored cafes OF am
bilious western cities. And Harlan. or
about with q smile and then at Nc
Bride a. he stirred his demi-tasse-even
} the girl walters said demi-tasse-now In
Earlville.
This 10 q live wire town" McBrtde
was saying. land when It gets through
laying out parks and boosting factor
les It's going to 90 after you fellows
over IN Rome who've run the county
80 long" He was q short thick, red
br0wed man to whom one would rather
; break disagreeAble news over the tele.
: phone. HI. fingers were hard and
! stubby, and he dug sugar IA Of thu
bowl and dumped Il into his demi'
3 tAsse without 90 much 70 . glance q
: the dogs done In four coloro. He wen,
after locaa affairD lilps : man who coult