The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1916-04-13
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AS you know. had debt to pa,
before ] could say: Come, little girl
let's go and get married SO becam,
stockhclder In Cortwright's powe
company, knowing perfectly well wher
consented that the hundred Thousand
dollars worth Of stock he gave me wal
q bribe-the price of my silence ant
noninterference with his greedy
schemes"
But you didn't mean TO keep Il;
you know you couldn't keep III" she
broke in; and now he did not need to
look to know that her lips were trem
bling piteously.
Il did keep it,"
She dropped quickly on the step be.
side him and sympathetic hand crept
Into his.
You kept II until the unhappy day
when you gave It 10 my father. and he
! land he threw II away" She was
crying softly, but his attempt to com.
fort her was almost mechanical.
Don't cry about the money It had
/ the devils thumb-prints on Il, and he
merely claimed his own and got it,"
Then he went on as one determined to
leave nothing untold Cartwright had
bought me, and | served him as only
man in my position could serve him.
/ became a promoter, booster with
the others. There have been times
when word from me would have
pricked the bubble. haven't said the
word; | am not saying it now. If
should say It I'd lose at a single
stroke all that have been fighting for.
And am not good loser, Amy"
For once the keen, apprehending per.
ceptiqn failed.
II don't understand she said. speak
ing as If she were cropping in thick
darkness. 81 mean don't understand
the motive that could"
FIe turned to her in dumb astonish-
ment.
Il thought | had been making 1t
plain as | went along. You wanted
something-you needed Wherefore
II must be purchased for you. And
the curious part of the besetment is
that | have known all along that | was
killing your love for me. If it wasn't
quite dead before, 1t viii die now-now
that have told you how l am fiinging
the last vestiges of uprightness and
honor to the winds"
but how2" she queried. "You
haven't told me-"
with the dam completed before CON
gress could intervene, Mirapolis would
OF course. be quite dead and ready for
it's funeral But II the Cartwright peo-
pie industriously insist that the spend
Ing of another million or two of gov
eminent money is only another plum
for the city and its merchants and in
dustries, that. Notwithstanding the re.
newed activities, the work will still
stop short OF completion and the CITY
will be saved by legislative enactment, |
the innocent sheep may be made to
bleed again and the wolves Will es-
cape"
She shuddered and drew a little
apart from him on the log step.
But your part in this horrible plot,
Victor?" she asked
ut is as simple as 1t is despicable.
In the first place. | am to set the STU.
alton before the department in such
light as TO make 1t clearly matter OF
public policy to take advantage of the
present Mirapolitan crisis by pushing
the work vigorously to a conclusion
After thus turning on the spigot OF
plenty, am expected to crowd the
pay rolls and at the same time to hold
back on the actual progress OF the
work That is all-except that am to
keep my mouth shut"
but you can't, you can't!" she cried.
Then in passionate outburst; III
you should do such thing as that. 1t I
wouldn't kill my love-I can't say that !
any more: but it would kill mel
shouldn't want to live!" ,
He looked around at her curiously, !
rs II he were holding her at arms !
ength.
shall dc what you would have me
10 Amy? Or shall dc what is best
or your" The opposing queries were
IS impersonal as the arm s.length gaze
Perhaps might be able to patch up
ne ideals and stand them on their feet
you would pay the penalty
N your life in poverty and privation
n hopes wrecked and ruined. ana
With my hands tied. That is enc horn
4 the dilemma, and the ether is
ct me tell you. Any, it is verse than
our worst fears, They will strip ycur
ather OF the last thing he has on
arth and bring him out in debt to
hem. There is one chance, and only
me, so far as can see. Let me sc on
s ! have begun and can pull him
ut"
The tears had burned out of the
'teadfast eyes which were resting, ,
With the shining soul looking out
through them, upon the crimsoning /,
now peaks of the distant Timaryonis. ,
How little you know the real love!
he said sic WHY 1T neither weighs
Tor measures. nor needs to; it writes
is own law in the heart, ard that law
an make nc compromise with evil. 1t !
las but one requirement-the lest
rood of the beloved. II the way to
hat end lies through sacri6ce-if it
lSkS for the life itSelf-so let IL be- If !