The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-05-14
CHAPTER xxIn-(continued).

you - n stared at Harlan. He
must have sat without a sound. He
was by the table, his head resting on
his hands. Something like a whispered
cry came from him when Janet moved
toward the door. When her fingers
We're on the knob. his voice arrested
her.
Don't 90. Janet! In Gods name let
me think! Aurelie-Aurelie!"
The father was staring at him In his
turn. 1t seemed to the woman that the
udge' face was craving. He reached
to QUO his boys arm and could not,
mis- hand dropped uselessly.
MY SON." he auavered. what do
you mean? Aurelie? His child-and
you?"
The other man raised his head. II
love her-that is ALL"
He arose and faced them. Know it
now, all Of you!" His stubborn speech
forced Its way between set teeth. And
Wiley-God help Wiley! understand!
I'm going to him-going-going!!"
He found his hat and was rushing
to the door when Janet stopped him.
Wait! I want you. Harlan"
I'm going to Wiley. They beat him
down with this! His life's ambition.
his hope-he r%enounced it all for her!
see that. Janet!"
yes. But here-you can save him!"
Save him?"
Does he want the truth known? Do
you want it known? You love her. Har-
lan!"
He stopped. The judge raised his
ms hand dispassionately. Janet hur-
ner's out therel saw him when I
came in, talking with the sheriff. In
the corridor! Bring him!"
Harlan stared. I'll kill him!" he
muttered. Then she saw a light break
on his face. He was gone.
Thew Stood POGO r. fooo T,-.A .-a
the magistrate. when Harlan returned.
Ihey had not spoken. The Judge ap-
peared unnerved at last. Tanner put
a curious face in the door. When Har-
Ian closed it behind him. he started in
a grinning t%repidation. The younger
laid upon it the pages from Boydson.s
slip. Their he turned to the little gray
boss and quietly. as If beginning an
ADDRESS to a jury. he spoke:
In january. a year ago, you paid
pan Boydson $3.50 to be divided with
curry and another supervisor for put
ting through the contract you got for
building the Broad creek bridge. On
April q OF this year, you paid Boydson
$400 to secure the road contracts in
district six-and in June you paid him
5000 to award your company the SIN
that" he glanced over the slips, you
have bribed two. and possibly three,
of the board, for the last seven Years
to pu road n bridge work not where
the county wanted it, but where 1t was
most profitable to you. I am going to
bring all these instances before the
January grand jury"
Inc little boss had stood hat in hand
his cigar cooked downward, listening.
He never moved until the recital was
done. Then with a grimace, he tilted
the cigar. His eyes shifted to Janet
Vance.
Where did you get them facts?"
DO they read right?"
Il amt saying anything. But where
did you get them figgers?'
"Boydson confessed"
The Judge was staring. Tanner took
a step nearer on the rug. He adjust
ed his glasses critically.
Harlan's hand came down on the ia
BILE before him. Don't touch that
paper!"
young man. amt no ruffian. LIE,
me see" He looked slowly.
"Boydson's writing, isn't it?"
I'm not saying. I'm not talking.
Only" he looked past Janet to the
judge. What the hell do you want.
young MANI"
Il want you to say!"
Il amt saying anything. You must
Harlan was folding over the notes
Don't! But I'll be district attorney on
the first of next MONTH"
The little boss took out a cigar.
Judge" he grinned, but his lips were
into?"
The judge suddenly burst from them
with a groan. Tanner! Don't speak
to NEEDN'T look at me. I tell YOU"
The boss watched Harlan. 81
never could account for folks. For the
| HQ " hafnra a1nofiNr fHs-r-
into a mighty rumpus! Look at the
folks In town? I been waiting half an
hour for the boy to bring me a copy
of the News"
And l." retorted Harlan, IAN wait
Ing mere Tor the you have in
drawal."
"Eh?' The boss fidgeted. His ewes
went to the Judge. You told them!"
II did. Tanner, this is damnable!
This is an outrage" the Judge turned
on Harlan: MY boy, you misunder-
Ing. The hate of this"-he shivered-
God, it is in my blood, our very blood.
Harlan! The dirt, the turmoil. the SEN
sationalism Of it ALL"
Father, / did not dream you did.
You brought me up in the reverence of
chile purity. I could not dream dis
honor Of you. But you-you hesitate.
You stand still. It is not enough in a
man-not enough in a judge. The only
good is the fighting good"
What do you mean?"
IL want Curran's withdrawal. I de-
mand it,
H is out of the fight. He dare
not speak tonight! His own paper is
printing his resignation"
"Give me that resignation" Harlan
advanced on Tanner. Give 1t to me-
or I'll take it from you"
The boss r%etreated. He looked to-
ward the door. Janet was moving to
It. Keep off. damn you!" ne growled.
Harlan was following him. Thad's
hand went into his coat pocket.
Keep off! Here then, make a trade
Gi' me that stuff of Boydston's, I tell
you! I'll keep my mouth shut, If you
81 me that stuff that damn fool
wrote!"
Welt" Harlan's grim smile came.
The little gray boss reached a tremb-
ling hand from his pocket. From the
door Janet turned. She had torn the
paper from Taner, even as Harlan was
searching for his own.
go" she cried. THAT'S enough.