Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1915-03-18
CHAPTER XIX.
Unto Him That Hath.


Mr. Richard Meade It was now-uot
Dick. II Reynolds had followed the
activities OF the times no would have
seen his friends signature over articles
OF import In an enterprislng weekly
For the reporter had abandoned
his newspaper work and joined the
stan Of powerful publication. He
was valued man, q "muck-raker' and
crops were Ens.
II year had wrought so much TO
the detriment OF Bob, It had been, on
the other hand. equally beneheent to
Dick In the clsarness Of eye, direct
nesa Of manner and quiet reserve, one
read accomplishment OF purpose. Dick
was success. and the reward OF sue
cesa was manifest In his outward ap-
pearRnce, and his environment He
sat ut desk ~ big az Brands In a
suite a. finely furnished and az richly
earpeted. He looked out upon q busy
thoroughfRre, one Of the cross streets
In New York's colony of publishing
houssm- He inspected the passing
throng, not with . restless spirit Of in
CURRY and conjecture, but with calm
observance and quiet analysis. Dick
was stin q socialist. but q socialist Of
dssds. not words. He had learned to
subdue his direct frontal attacks on
thu enemy and to take more credit
unto himself and his kind. In this re-
spsct he had oatdistanced his employ
srS and HIS writings attracted serious
attention from the men who think.
When Dick thought Of Bob and his
vsnal surrender TO Brand he did not
scoff at his friend or rain al his ira
ducsr, He pitied Reynolds. not only
for what he had done but for what he
vase paipabie victim Of the systems
way. And the very worst kind OF a
victim, for at hrst the system had
merely stolen q part Of the mans earn
ing power and now II had stolen the
man himself. The reporter knew be-
yond q doubt that the false premises
on which Bob had founded his new
prosperity presaged only one thing
collapse. And unlike Reynolds, he had
not simply wondered and dreamed He
had watched. He had kept himself in
formed about Bob, ready when the in
svttahls should come. to extend the
needed aid.
Dick rose nov. put on O well fitting
tweed coat and walked lstsurely over
to the subway. He got OF at Wall
street and made his way to the ofices
OF q prominent broker, He gave his
card to one Of the clerks and In a
moment was shown into the private
sanctum OF the firms head.
Hello. Meade" the broker greeted
You look prosperous What can do
for you. husinsssf~
The young writer smiled and twiried
his stick.
No." he replied. T guess you've had
about enough for ons day. Broke pretty
good for you. didnE tt?"
I'm amount OF trade, yea. That's thu
only way Il ever breaks good for us,
Commissions are all we ask, Meade.
Never speculate
The broker pressed his lipa firmly
together a IL he feared thsy might
part and curl into treacherous rrsn
Tut. tut" his caller cautioned, "you
might make II SELDOM, to say the
least vat be changed his bantersax
tone to one Of sharp easinsssltks L.
fiection.
~Hsnnfns.~ no said. time In ssansy
TO You and to ma. too. l know come
thing ara want TO know q little morn,
Bob Reynolds specolates through your
house There was an awful slump I'm
Wire today. How badly
was he stung on it,
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