Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-11-15

him by the arm. and with n strength sur
prsing In one Of his stature wrenched him
away. Father O'Malley's face was white
and terrible; his voice was deep, menacing (;
the hand he raised above Longorio seemed
70 brandlsh a weapon.
"stopl" he thundered "Are you a mad
man? Destruction hangs over you destruc-
tion OF body and soul. You dare not sep
arate those whom God hath Joined"
God God l' the other shrilled. II don't
believe In Him. am god know OF no
other"
"Basphemer" roared the little man.
Listen, then. So surely as you harm these
people, so surely do you kill your earthly
prospects. You, the first man OF Mexico
the dictator indeed Think what you are
doing before II is too late Is your dream
OF greatness only dream7 VIII you sacri-
tice yourself and all your aspirations In the
heat OF this unholy and impossible passion
IohlBht' now, you must choose whether
you VIII be famous or Infamous, glorious or
shameful, honored or dishonored Restrain
your hatred and conquer your lust, or for
go forever your dreams OF empire and pass
into oblivion"
You are a meddler" Longorio stormed.
You make a loud noise but shall RID
Mexico Of your kind. We shall have no
more OF you priests"
Father OMalley shook the speaker as a
parent shakes an unruly child. See You
have completely lost your head. But
Whether you are more good than evil God
must judge, but the people of Mexico are
good people, and they will not be ruled by
man who is wholly bad. You have the
power TO remove this man and this woman,
yes, and this priest who dares to point out
the pit at your feet but IL you do you will
never command another Mexican army.
| There Is no war. We are not your enemies
The world knows we are here, and II holds
you accountable for our safety. Tomorrow
Won xnFf1 1,aYs 20 90, ,Ifar
Longorio listened. 1t was plain that he
recognized the truth of o'Malley's words
| but he was convulsed with rage.
| Good !" he cried. "I see my dreams dis
| solve, but 1 am not the first great man to
| trade an empire for a woman. Antony, the
| Roman general, laid his honor in a woman's
| arms. l had n shining destiny. but Mexico
| will be the sufferer by my betrayal. In
| stead OF Longorio the Deliverer, l shall be
known as Longorto tho Lover. the man who
| gave all"
| OMalley interrupted forcefully. Enough
| of this Come with me. l have something
more TO say to you" lie flung open tn,
| door into the hall and, taking the genera
by the arm, fairly dragged him from thu
| room and into the one opposite. The lieu
tenant and his men looked on in amaze
ment, shufiing their feet and shifting theil
rifle butts nosily upon the floor.
Alaire turned an anxious face to Dave
| saying, He is wonderful. Longorio 4
| almost-afraid of him"
YES; he may bring him to his senses. !
he doesn't" Dave cast his eyes desperatel
over the room, conscious all the time tina
he was being watched with suspicion by tn
men outside. He stirred restlessly an
moistened his lips. ''Longorio would b
crazy to injure you"
Ten minutes passed: fifteen. Alair
leaned, motionless against the table; Day
paced about, followed by the eyes of th
soldiers. one of the latter struck a mattel
and in the silence 1t sounded like gur
shot. Dave startled, at which the soldier
laughed. They began to talk in murmur
The odor of cigarette smoke drifted in to II
man and the woman.
| Finally the door through which Fatht
O'Malley and Longorio had passed opene
and the priest emerged. He was alone. II
face was flushed and damp his eyes WEI
glowing. He forced the Mexicans out of Il
way and, entering the living room, close
the door behind him.
"wen?" his two friends questione
anxiously.
i've done all can. The rest is out
| our hands" The little man sat dow
} heavily and mopped his forehead.
what does he say?"
He told me to come here and wait.
, never saw a man so torn, so distracted"
Then he is waverng. Oh-h!" Alai
clasped her hands in thanksgiving, but Il
father cautioned her:
Don't be TOO sanguine. He is not afra
, of consequences. He appears to have
conscience He Is without mercy and seen
; lost to shame. 1 have never met a m;
quite like him. Do you know what
! feels at this moment? Chagrin. Yes. NOR