The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1914-10-17

mess not IN vice, OUT IN Cream con-
tented homes and wholesome sports,
gave OF their best to the labor because
OF It's earnings they had just share.
living hopefully. {. She measured II
by the life Of the steel maker as she
had seen 1t, and him by the quality
OF his dream.
DO you see it:''
Il see it,"
One OF the things I've learned is to
understand men OF wealth. Their cruel.
ties are the cruelties OF cowardice-
the fear OF those who have that those
who have not will force a distribution
OF the spoils. They're afraid OF any
thing new or different. Therefore they
will fight me as only towards can-un-
I'll they're convinced even humanity
can pay dividends. That" he frowned
is where Quinby will pinch me- Every
dollar he takes from me will lessen my
chances OF pulling through the first
fight"
Cant you stop him."
AS easy stop a mad snake. Quinby
has much to take out on Henley and
me. And we're helpless"
Perhaps way out will be found"
The fiat lifeless voice, so unlike hers,
recalled him TO her.
Are you disgusted!" he exclaimed
remosefully. Here I've been clack-
ing away like Quinby himself, never
noticing how tired you are. Let me
take you back TO the hospital"
mo. ! arranged to stay here over
night to begin packing my things up"
Put your lease"
Even leases" she answered quietly,
don't always run their full course.
The agent has a tenant who wants
this apartment and promised to move
out next week"
"Kazia!" He found himself flush
ing. Only by a strong effort could he
make his eyes meet hers. That means
you think I'm forgetting you In my
new plans"
81 think" she answered, only that
you're a man and that love. especially
such love as ours, isn't enough"
He looked at her in silence for a mo-
ment. "Kazia." he began very gently,
Il could lie to you, but there must be
no lies between US. Love isn't enough
even such love as ours. A man must
do his work. It's the inescapable
law. But that doesn't mean that love
that you-won't always have a big
place with me, place all your own"
He drew her closer. SO that her head
rested on his shoulder, and smoothed
the thick dark hair. 1T never occurred
to me you wouldn't be as interested
as in my plans You've given me so
much, you've seemed so much a part
OF what I'm to do-Ive thought Of 1t
as our work"
A hand stole over his mouth. She
raised her head. and she was smiling.
Don't! You make me ashamed.
And now you must CO."
Cant stay to help your"
"A man pack!" she laughed gaily.
"A man." he sighed, trying to be 10
cose. has so many limitations. But
it's all right, Kazia?"
Its all right"
But when he was gone the gay man.
ner vanished. The strong figure
dropped YEARLY. She fell to her knees
beside a chair. burying her face in her
arms.
What does he know Of lover"
The next evening. returning to his
hotel for a late dinner. Mark found q
memorandum to call up the Todd hos
pital. From the hospital he received
word that Mrs. Whiting had gone to
Rose alley and asked him to follow
her. Some one was dying. He did
not wait for dinner, but hailing a, cab.
set out on another Journey to Rose
alley.
He stumbled hastily up the gloomy
staircase to Romans door and raped
lightly. 1t was opened by an unkempt
foreign woman, doubtless a neighbor,
and he entered. Save for her the
kitchen was empty. But by the light
of a smoky lamp that stood on the
table near an inner door, he saw a
group dimly outlined. On a narrow
bed lay a huge dropsical figure. SEEM
ing to Mark already dead. The Matka,
more faded than ever, sat at the dy-
ing mans side, motionless as he, her
gaze fixed rigidly upon him.
Thank you for coming" Kazia said.
I'm glad you sent for me. Is there
anything can do?'
Yes. get Piotr. He went away early
this morning and doesn't know. 1t
was very sudden. You'll probably find
him at" She named a corner a mile
or more distant. He makes speeches
there every evening""
The cab came to halt at a corner