White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-07-18

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1t left sr on the night that Mason
stumbled upon the notorious Sid
Dodge's. place. running wide open.
You see," he finished, IF l wasn't
sure that whole outfit is as crooked as
hell. | wouldn't come up here squealin
like a kid. But I'm dead sure those
dice were loaded. the wheel was lop
sided and the cards were marked;
and | think that this rotten lot of
underhaud piratss"-Mason wondered
At his qualifying. adjective--should be
sent up
Mason felt it was a strange trick of
fate that sent that young loose
mouthed rounder to the district at
torney's Office at Just the time it was
possible for him to act. He had been
admonished by his chief to forget it"
when he reported that fragrant viola
ton of the law, n it seemed to his
highly imaginative mind that this mo-
ment had been opportupely selected by
an unseen Judge To weigh the sincerity
of his principles against the material
success" of his career. He knew that
his principles were right-that his
ideals were noble. aspiring. splendid.
truerknsw that they would be true
no matter how their iniunctions were
sighted, CLOSED over. spurned-knew
that truth was unalterable. e~verlast-
ing, infinite. Truth wouldn't be any
the less truth or his ideals any the
less fine because be failed to stand by
them. What good would 1t be-where
was the advantage of his broad a
ception of what was right and just II
he failed to acknowledge it IN his
actionse
That night the busy trafic Of Sid
Dodge's gilded cafe was interrupted
in the midst of its feverish play by .
squad of police. headed by Ellis Mason.
and the entire outfit loaded into Q
waiting patrol wagon. Clarice Adair.
the dancing girl and guiding spirit
of the place, recognized Mason as
the man who, two nights before. had
refused her urgent persuasion to play
While the police were busy taking
charge of the place, he went up to
her.
I'm sorry, but you'll have TO be
detained. You remember. l said Id
be back soon, when l felt luck to be
with me-" he laughed: You see. I've
made a clean sweep. as promised
She looked up at him. all the fierce
vindictiveness of her passionate SOU
finding expression in the concentrated
stare of her hate-glowing eyes.
Yes. you have made q clean SWEEP
OF it this time" she said slowly. in
tensely. Make the most of 1t. Tht
banker always wins-in the end"
He turned from her. smilingly. bu'
annoyed at her covert threat, and pro
ceeded in the direction of the mel
under him.
Charles Gibson was a pillar of &c
ciety.' Ponderous and portly, he wa
endowed by nature with . dignified
heavy face, and pompous air that hi
snow-white hair and ivory-heade'
cane did a great deal toward maxim.
impressive. He was ~fifty-five year
old and seemed sixty-ive. His deeply
scanned face and massive jaw were hi
greatest assets. and would hav
v0uched for him had the rest OF hi
appearance needed endorsement.
His voice, never harsh or striden
had = peculiar booming quality ths
made his slightest utterance seeI
} fraught with significance. It's yer
tone commanding tho respectful aud
!. ence that many another voice OF grea
: er volume and moro sincerity tried fc
} In vain.
His Bible class revereuced thu