The Dickson County herald. (Dickson, Tenn.) 1907-1979, 1915-02-26
CHAPTER XIX.
Unto Him That Hath.

VINO ftim nat rain.
Mr.. Richard Meade II was now--not
Dick. II Reynolds had followed the
! activities of the times he would have
seen his friends signature over articles
OF import In an entorprising weekly
For the reporter had abandoned
his newspaper work and Joined the
star OF powerful publication. He
was valued man. a "muck.raker" and
crops were fne
II year had wrought 80 much to
the detriment OF Bob. II had been, on
the other hand, equally benshceat TO
Dick. In the elearness OF eye. direct.
ness OF mannegand quiet reserve, one
read accomplishment OF purpose. Dick
was q success. and tho reward OF sue
cess was manifest In his outward ap-
pearance and his environment. He
sat at a desk a. big rs Brands In q
suite as finely furnished and a richly
carpeted. He looked out unpn busy
thoroughtare. one Of the cross streets
In New York's colony Of publishing
houses. He inspected the passing
throng. not with restless spirit OF In.
ouiry and conjecture, but with calm
observance and quiet analysis. Dick
was still q socialist, but . socialist Of
deeds. not words. He had learned to
subdue his direct frontal attacks on
the enemy and to take more credit
unto himself and his kind. In this 70.
spect he had outdistanced his employ
ers and his writings attracted serious
attention from the men who think.
When Dick thought OF Bob and his
venai surrender TO Brand ne did not
scoff at his friend or rail at his ira.
Queer. He pitied Reynolds. not only
FOR what he had done but for what he
was---A paipable victim Of the system Q
way. And the very worst kind OF q
victim, for at FIRST the system had
merely stolen part OF the mans earn
ing power and now It hal stolen the
man himself The reporter knew be-
yond q doubt that the false promises
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.
evitable should come, TO extend the
needed aid
Dick rose now. put on a we'll ftting
tweed coat and walked leisureiy over
| TO the subway. He got OF at Wall
street and made his way to the ofi!ces
OF a prominent broker He gave his
card to one Of the clerks and In 4
moment was shown into the private
sanctum OF the firms head
Hello, Meade" the broker greeted
You look prosperous, What can I dc
for you. business."
The young writer smiled and twirisd
his stick.
No" he replied. Il guess you've had
about enough for one day. Broke pretty
good for you, didn't Nr'
In amount OF trade. yes. That's the
only way II ever breaks good for US.
Commissions are al We ask, Meade.
Never speculate"
The broker pressed his lips firmly
together as II he feared they nigh,
part and curl into treacherous grin.
Tut. tut" his caller Cautioned. you
might make It seldom. to say the
least" But he changed his han,erins
tone to one Of xhArp basinessiike In.
! lection.
"Henning,' he said. time Ia monsy
to you and to me. too. I know come.
thing and want TO know . little more.
Be,b Reynolds speculatss through yoar
house. There was an awtal slump In
Consolidated Wire today. How badly
wrs he stung On IT."
Why. thAts eonnaentaL Meade.