Evening capital and Maryland gazette., 1915-06-22

There was silence IA the room. at
once so rich and repressed in its mold
ings and furnishings. where Gordon
Barclay received and gave orders to
such Of his fellow millionaires as were
IN his confidence.
Semmes and sturtevant, Of all men
deepest in his confidence, were
strangely moved. The great man for
once had not been dealing with facts.
but with fancies. Very quietly and
earnestly he had been painting for
them that terrific future to which, as
he saw it. the restless forces OF the
world were driving.
1t may have been that the presence
of Professor Stilliter in the room had
kind of hypnotic effect upon the two
men. He stood in shadow against the
wainscoting, and his eyes never left
the back Of their heads.
At first Barclay showed them some
Of the achievements Of capital-steam-
ers too great to be tossed by the
waves, interminable freight trains
creeping over high trestles, square
miles OF corrugated iron roofs, the
chimneys belching black smoke;
streets as bright at midnight as at
noon, and as crowded:
And then he showed them some Of
the failures of capital-men and WON.
en- starving in hundreds, rotting Of
disease or perishing Of sheer disap-
pointment and despair. Bread lines,
soup kitchens he showed them; roof
less men dying of exposure. And then
in swift flashes he showed them. stand
ing upon a soap box at the corner OF
a slum, a man in tattered rags, with
the forehead OF the first Napoleon and
the lion-roar voice of Mirabeau-a man
who spoke to the wretched and the
unfortunate, and the idle and the mis-.
chievous, and filled their hearts with
fire and passion and hate. .
He showed those same men, armed
with guns, with poles, with machetes,
with hammers, stopping a limousine
on Fifth avenue, dragging out an old
man in fur-lined coat and hanging
him, more dead than alive, to the
nearest lamppost. He showed them
that same crowd, ever growing in mum.
bers and anger, tearing a policeman to
pieces; he showed them banks and
other strongholds of capital THAT rose
suddenly heavenward in puffs of sor.
did-smelling gray smoke, and were
not.
And he showed them themselves
fleeing by night, in disguise, a price
upon them, dead or alive; and he
showed them Napoleon-Mirabeau
bringing order out of chaos, and pre-
pairing to hold what he had taken, now
begging, now commanding, now
wheedling, now killing, and then he
showed them battles and leaping can
non-and at last a white flag raised
over fortress, and themselves per
sonally, all three, in the uniform of
generals, led forth blindfolded and
bound and stood with their backs
against whitewashed wall.
Finally Sturtevant looked his friend
and master in the face and said;
well, what's the answer"
81 think" said Barclay, that ! have
devised a remedy which shall serve
US ALL Mr. Stilliter"
AS Professor Sulliter advanced Mr..
Barclay said to the others: "The
worlds greatest psychologist"
"You do not have TO tell us that,
said semmes, and they bowed to the
professor.
"wen," said Barclay. Tets have a
look at her"
Professor stilliter drew from his
pocket folded picture frame Of red
leather.
But" said sturteyant, what is the
remedy"
For answer Barclay simply touched
the photograph of the little Amesbury
girl with the tip of his finger.
she is the answer" he said, "but,
by the way, Stilliter. what do you hear
Of the mother"
Professor Stnliter shrugged his shoul,
ders very slightly.
"Dead?"
Dying"
Barclay was not unmoved. "she
thinks" he said. that she is only dy,
ing of grief. AS a matter Of fact, she
IS taking a great place in the march
Of events"
What are the child's habits?"
She has a nap" said Professor Still
liter, from 10 to 1890, and from
3 to $3.50. At other times she Is
mostly out of doors with her nurse
There is wood back Of the house, II
which she has playhouse, a seesaw
etc. If you wished to see her It would
be simple matter, but am ready tc
stake my reputation on her. She Il
absolutely cut to our plan"
Which," said Semmes. "is so far q
complete mystery TO Sturtevant and
myself"
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