The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-03-26

News Is Insisting that the county, al
those squatters In h pocket whose
patches will be flooded by the new
dam. He insists they have a moral IT,
tie to that no-man's land"
And acting on that anarchistic the
.ory," went on the Judge amiably,
whom the contractor sent there. / call
that an excellent example-Curran does
not hesitate to put the law aside in
his cryings for what he terms justice.
To announce outlawry."
IF Lindstrom Is an outlaw, father"
Harlan said quietly. 1.-THE law made him
one" -. 800 3
The Judge looked UP. He Redeemed.
Nothing In his kindly life. his righteous
world, hurt as did the gossip that he
had crushed Lindstrom's manhood. And
his son spoke as one who had brushed
aside glib phrases and easy presidents
and has stared at the soul OF the man
crushed. The Judge frowned. to forbid
discussion. THE law ann take ac-
count of a mans degeneration under
punishment. But you, my SON? You
are going into office as a public prose-
cutor-where did you get these ideas?"
Think. A fellow can't help it. And
the new things. father--the spirit Of in.
qutry. fearless. reasoning. weighing
values" -.
The judge had shaken his head. It
always annoyed him to have to con-
slider that it was not enough to be vir-
tuous. 1t was comfortable to believe
that everything was honest, decent,
wholesome, G~od-fearing and conform
able to the constitution-everything ex-
cept the men who passed before him
at the bench. They were another order
OF beings; he deprecated their exist
ence, and sent them to jail. When Har-
land had gone up town the father
sighed. 1t was well enough to sit be-
hind the ~impersonaIity OF the law, but
the one-armed Quarryman standing
guard over his wretched patch against
all society, mute, imbruted, hostile!
Men had talked of II: Judge Van Hart
sent him to jail two years ago and he's
hardly spoken to a soul since; just kept
to his shanty, o his children out of
school and become a sort of religious
fanatic and anarchist" i
The judge spoke to his wife at bed
time. My dear. do you upp that
extraordinary affair he had with that
girl two years g had anything to do
with it?" She looked up in sur
prise. "Lindstrom?"
|. Yes. The girl has been back, you
know, and is-Pm told-extraordinarily
pretty"
The lady shifted. II told you how
she nearly upset my trap!"
But Harlan"
Harlan did not glance ct her--her
~scandalous behavior around the square!
me dust OF that machine was thrown
In every ones face! And tina affair
a mere boys infatuation-for a month.
n her career since-the impossible
stories they tell of her! AS If It were
possible with Harlan!" She had a Ro-
man matron's pride In this a
Jawed serious son. A century Of Amer
lean democracy was needed for him.
the sober sturdy sort Of which they
had sprung.
The judge sighed again. Somehow,
he has never been quite the same to
me since-hS has seemed to look at US
now and then so measurfngiy-and
there has been something almost alb
normal in his desire for work-as IL
he were trying to forget"
Harlan was in his office two hours
on that same indomitable application.
AT 8 he closed the desk and went across
to Wiley's shop. for a light was there,
and he felt like b~antering the editor
as In the old days. It would be y re-
l1eI alter the curious sense Of strain he
had como to feel a. home. Yet he could
not bring back exactly the old open
comradeship with Wiley; and that, also
was curious. He had felt oddly alone,
conscious as he was OF a furtive and
friendly interest. in him. When he
dropped in the court house the other
candidates were cordial. but there was
a hushing of conversation. He began
to mix with he county crowd" as he
said. under an idea that It was what
a young man, and the onIy new face
on the ticket, should do. But some-
how he was treated with respect and
passed by in the chatting fellowship
or the local politicians.
He spoke OF 1t to Curran as they sat
In M dusk. Curran was complacentIv
at ease since his triumph: he had dis
covered a pleasant vanity in this new
regard of men. PERHAPS" he sue-
gested, they're rather afraid OF Won.
Harlan. You've laid aside your bulI-
dog pipe. and the college clothes do
mo- stick out so conspicuously. but All
the same you're different" He eyed the
young man intently. And besides.
you'll be the district attorney. the flrst
one whom they are unable to size up"
L don't see what n honest man
has to fear in that"
Curran smiled automatically. "Ex-
actly! But there are Dan Boydston
and Curry, the two men who put
through Tanners contracts on the
board-all friends of your fathers. but
you-well, the old crowd wonders about
you"
Harlan looked away. Boydston's
daughter was one OF the two or three
town girls under his mothers especial
social chaperonage, who met their
eastern connections.
"Well, they al supposed that the son
OF your father was safei"
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