The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1916-06-17

il left off on the night lhat MdSoh
stumbled upon the notorious Sid
Dodge's place, running wide open.
You see" he finished. If | wasn't
sure that whole outfit is as crooked as
hell. wouldn't come up here sIuealln
like a kid. But I'm dead sure those
dice were loaded. the wheel was lop-
sided and the cards We're marked,
| and | think that this rotten lot OF
underhand pirates"-Mason wondered
| AT his qualifying adjective" should be
sent up"
Mason felt il was strange trick OF
| fate that sent that young loose
mouthCd roundCr to the ristrlct at
| tOrnev's Office at just the tine 1t was
possible for him to act. He had been
admonished by his chief to forget II
when he reported that fragrant viola
zion of the law. and it seemed to his
hichly imaginative mind that TINS mo-
ment had been Opportunely selected oE
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 we're noble. aspiring, splendid
true-knew that they would be true
no matter how their injunctions were
sighted. CLOSED over, spurned-kneN
that truth was unaltcrable, everiaSt
ing. infinite. Truth wouldn't be any
the less truth or his ideals any the
less fine because he failed to stand by
them. What good would it be-whert
was the advantage of his broad con
ception of what was right and Just
he failed to acknowledge it in hi!
! actions?
That night the busy traffic of Si'
; | 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
waiting patrol wagon. Clarice Adalr
the dancing girl and guiding spirit
of the place. recognized Mason a
: the man who, two nights before, ma
refused her urgent persuasion to pla!
( While the police were busy takin
: charge Of the place, he went up
:. her.
I'm sorry, but you'll have to b
detained. You remember, ! said |
g be back soon, when | felt luck to .
=. with me-" he laughed; "You see, "
= made a clean sweep, as promised.
q She looked up at him, all the fierC
# vindictiveness of her passionate so'
ie finding expression in the concentrate
p. stare of her hate-glowing eyes.
Yes. you have made a clean swet
M Of it this time" she said slowly, j
20 tensely. Make the most of it. II
at banker always wins-in the end.
20 He turned from her. smilingly, b
NJ annoyed at her covert threat, and pr
y ccedcd in the direction of the m'
lis under him.
81 V.
he Charles ellison was pillar OF
by Ciety." Ponderous and portly. he W
by endowed by nature with a dignifC
* heavy face, and pompous air that /
eff srow-wEIte hair and iyory-head
Nv cane did a great deal toward maxi
by impressive. He was ffty-tye yea
ne old and seemed sixty-fve. His deep
scanned face and massive jaw were
.xt greatest assets, and would ha
nd vOuched for him had the rest Of
ng appearance needed endorsement.
ed His voice. never harsh or stride
asst had a peculiar booming quality Il
it'll made his slightest utterance Sc
i've fraught with significance, its "
he tone commanding the respectful al
ed, encc that many another voice Of gre
al er volume and more sincerity tried
the in vain.
son His Bible class revcrcnced {
.ly. voice and unconsciously achnoWlcdi
ing its influence by an unusual rroficic