The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-04-02
CHAPTER xM.--(continued.)
QlAMES TENVKY JACKSON
= WnHM SOULS. Ny BROTHERS

NJ" Harlan watched him silently. The
slider man went on more slowly: IT'S
Just that things have come too, easy for
you. boy. Never had a rough and
tumble fight in your life-clean, strong.
shelteredI That's why I'll loved you,
son! And why III envy you. ]
years." Nm
And while they a in the dusk the
eyes OF both went to the street, to four
men who were crossing from the court
yard. One was RUDE Van Hart Rubc
and autumn were here ice more. An
other was Arne Vance. Another was
r. T. Purcell. the dapper young law
yer-manager Of Mr.. Curran's campaign.
And the fourth was a little, cheap
arrayed, f~ast-talking man at sight OF
whom Curran started with q smothered
cry. 49,.
RUDE greeted them all with his la
comic shyness. Finished with the Cot
ton Belt league, Wiley. They canned
me when the pennant rush came. And
here's a guy that used to know you,
he says. Shagged up the lire with me
from Memphis. / happened to mention
you, n he sure was delighted to md
his old friend, Wileyi Ladeau, that's
his name" E ~ -.
Curran was staring. Maurice" he
muttered at last. -
The newcomers small coffee colored
face wrinkled amiably. He held out his
hand. Arne Vance n T. p. Pur-
cell appeared noting, with merciless in
tentness, Curran's greeting. Curran,
the most democratic Of men, to whom
even the lame dogs came for sympathy,
appeared not honored by Ladeau's &C
C~uaintance. IA
"Curran," muttered MI. Purcell,
-Arne and I came on this man in front
Of the billiard hall He was saying
mhNnnfhfn H-tA1lfn mArnA NraUU NynWD
But we-we heard q bit, and we took
him away" ...
Curran glanced at his friends face.
Arne was grim. The ewcom went
on weKH reminiscent pleasure: "Yaas, i
ahc $Srnember dat Wiley man! I say,
Oh Wiley? Name o. God-dat same
Wiley of dem OF scalRwag daysi How
we laugh-him an me, and Gamblin'
Gawge, when we all get run u OF
Ascension TO dem games we rum"
The candidate was staring, listening.
Ladeau beamed On: And at Plaque
mine we was all broke. Name o. God,
we all come down to AK OF man Bowler
TO feesh heads to make a coubouillon
under de bridge"
wiley raised a ~deprecating hand. He
smiled wanly. Maurice, I-I-never
touched a card since" He smiled still
on hi: political hackers. Never,
4l1Ce- e. . " IL & #.. H. .
"since dat Ieetle Adrienne made you
promise when you talk her to NAwfyns,
Ehue, dem OIL Creole dhysi" He sighed
Dat leetle Adrisnne OF Butte La
Rosel" g.. ..a.H t..s...
The dapper Mr.. Purcell coughed.
Arne stirred. wiley, were you ever
marriedf"
The chuckle of the stranger broke
the pause. Married. Dem Cajun
girls, when dey love-Nom de Dieu!-
dey don't stop 20 marriagel"
The Honorable T. p. Purcell coughed
again. He glanced hurriedly out the
door at q passerby, then at the can
didate. a" think, gentlemen, this Is
enough. ALI very interesting to Mr..
campaign. I'm glad"-he wiped his
managerial brow perplexedly-"we
overheard this! I was coming to
speak to Mr.. Curran about his cam
paign this fall, and we just stumbled
on this-ah-gossip, fortunately We
at his watch and smiled: This talk
IL 1t In true-Well, I must goi And
wiIey'-he turned to the candidate
remember the committee wants you
TO go through Dallas county like a
house aare. Start at ~Pleasantville on
the 10th. But Harper will speak with
you, and we'll arrange the rest of the
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Wiley's hand-"And, old man, ia cut
out all these malingerings OF youth with
III loquacious friend, here"
Toni muttered Wiley. lit was al
most 20 years agol"
Then It's all outiawed. But this
constituency Of yours-and you know
how sensitive they are to gossip Of the
people-you know Americans in gem
eral win never stand for any sort Of
of-well, this sort OF thing, Wiley!
P~uritans-that's it-that'G what we
are! Except about money! But this
sort Of thing"-he looked about at the
others again and smiled. Just between
friends, chr
Arne nodded. II Wiley Curran had
confessed to philandering with the
whole trike Of CaJuns, whoever they
were, there would a been those to
love him. When Purcell had gone,
Arne arose and touched Wiley's arm:
Look here, why didn't you ever tell
some one Of this?"
"Why7 1t was long ago-hsfore I
drifted west-when I'd landed III New
Orleans broke from Cuba. We had a
nlibustering gang n 1t busted. oh,
we'll" he sighed. "Arne. what's the
use of calling up things7 I'm not
ashamed Of anythinE-much. Young
n foot free-and. anyhow, 7 always
played fair with women and every
body"
II know Il. But this-gtrL Wiley?
Did you marry herr"
There was q stiffness for a long time.
Outside q late bird was singing in the
sugar trees and the %tnd was south.
II seemed to bring a dream to Wiley's
eyes; nights Of youth, misspent but
1unutterably a in memory.
Did you marry her, Wiley?"
Wiley turned slowly toward him with
q touch OF defiance. Yes"
Arne stood back. That's all I want
20 know, old boy. And Janet, too You'd
better tell her. You'd better nave every
thing above board to begin with. It's
the only way. Purcell's right-the co.
pie, the great, clean, wholesome heart
OF the people. They sort Of love you.
Wiley. but they wouldn't stand any
thing in a leader that seemed-a-a
double life"
TT never was that. I never con-
cealed q thing. Only here, when !
drifted back to the old town. what was
the use? All dead and buried. Arne."
This girl?" Arne turned abruptly to
Ladeau. You know what became Of
herr" .
Dat Wiley man-ask him."
Il was told" retorted Wiley, that
she died. II was after I went west
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