The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1915-06-24

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fnd the necessary proof. Well, I've got
the proof. all OF IL. There's enough OF
1t to put him comfortably where all
thieves ought to be-" .
Horace made a great effort to pull
himself together.
Will you be more specific, CARR he
said, but his voice shook.
Adam looked at him in wonder. and
with a trace of pity in his eyes,
It's going to be pretty hard, Horace.
/ hope you'll take II like a man."
Horace Strengthened up; his gaze
tried to meet that of the detective
without quailing.
Il have asked you to be quite specific,
Carr" he repeated. .
Where is your son?" demanded
Adam abrutly.
Horace seemed to draw his shoul-
ders in as IL his body was undergoing a
Tightening process.
MY son? He-See here, Carr, what
do you know of him? Where Is he:
Don't waste words. For-for Gods
sake, out with It." ...
DO you mean to say that you dou't
know where he isl" demanded Ad I'M
loudly. isn't he at homer"
Ssh! Tot so loud, please! No. he Is
not at home. l will be quite frank
with you, he did not come home last
night. He's-he's gone"
Are you speaking the TRUTH"
Il understand, Horace. 1t is natural
for a father to shield his son He con-
fessed to you. You are going to stand
by him while
Carr, as God Is my witness, l lid
not suspect my son until l looked in
to your eyes out there in the bank a
seemed to tell me what it was you had
come to say-and to do. Now, Adam, l
am asking you how much you want
What Is your price?" -
Adam Carr drew back his arm as II
to strike. A savage light leaped into
his eyes.
That's the second time you've asked
me that question. I'll answer 1t this
time" He stuck his hands Into his
coat pockets and faced Mr.. Blagden
squarely. Il rave a price and you'll
have to pay 1t. You'll be a long time
doing It, Horace. but it's got to be paid.
Once you Gus me Of being a thief.
You drove me out of this town. dis
graced. YOU
Il was a boy then, Adam. We are
men now. l ask you to overlook
that"
Adam held up his hand. you have
never publicly admitted your error.
even though you knew you were wrong.
All these years you have allowed Co
rinth to believe hat you are still un.
convinced. l want to say to you nov
that / wouldn't sell the knowledge l
have of your sons rottenness for all
the money in this bank. You can't pay
only paw 1t with suffering. You are \
good man. Good men suffer harder
than bad men. You had no mercy on
your sister. You are pleased to say
that she's In hell; that's enough for
you. Your children? You--well. we
UynpSf small ~ fharn aTnnnSn Un11
can't help being what you are"
Il am an honest. God fearing man
a Christian whose"
And like that other God fearing
man, you have a prodigal son. Will
you have the courage to kill a fatted
with shame, or will you publicly con-
sign him to h devil as o did your
sister because she was not good enough
to come in for your passover"
My boy car be saved. The Cases
arc not the same"
How about the Widow Payson's
boy?"
Have you done with this! What dc
you mean to do?"
Il am going to put my proofs-and
they are unassailable-before the peo-
pie of Corinth."
Horace eyed him quite calmly. He
was master of himself once more, so
ANA "o IN - 0AS WI
cerned.
"This institution will not prefer
charges against the son of It's presi-
dent. I shall restore all OF the money
that Is missing. That will be the end
OF it,"
Not exactly" said Adam. with a
smile. you forget me. I am going
to hunt this world over until I find
the thief. Then I shall bring him back
to you It rests with the bank, OF
course, whether he shall be sent to
prison But I shall do my part. never
fear. You can't keep me from hunting
him down, and you can't keep me from
giving the story to the world. Sit down,
Horace. I want to tell you just what
I know OF your sons actions"
Half an hour later, Adam Carr left
the bank. Before 5 o'clock In the az
%ternoon. representatives Of New York
and Boston papers were in Corinth III
vestiga ting the report that the son OF
Horace was a defaulter. and that he
had fleI.
The whole ~blighting story OF Chef
wynd's crime was TO find It's way into
the great n~ewSpapPrs
Corinth was appalled,!
Once more TOdville rejoiced. and
along the water front the denizens
spoke without fear or restraint. The
snug little CITY was shaker as by n
monster convulsion.
a Bla gden had gone wrong. A male
Blagden! A son Of The Blagden at
that!