The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1916-05-11

plenty Of 'em-who will kill you like a
rat in a hole If you go back on them
as you are threatening to. Don't you
know that?"
The younger man was balancing the
paper cutter across his finger.
That is the least OF my worries, {"
he answered, speaking slowly. 81 am
all sorts OF moral coward. suppose;
I've proved that often enough in the
past few months, God knows. But I'm
not the other kind. Mr.. Cortwright."
Then I'll take a hand!" snarled the
tyrant at bay. "l'll spend a million dol.
lars. If have to, blacklisting you from
one end OF this country to the other!
I'll fix it so you'll never build any.
thing bigger than a hog pen again as
long as you live! I'll publish your rec.
ord wherever there is a newspaper to
print it," He pounded on the desk
with his fist-"Ill do it-money can
do 1t! More than that, you'll never get
a smell OF that Chigringo mine-you
nor Dave Massingale!"
Brouillard tossed the paper-knife in.
to a half-opened drawer and squared
nlmselr at the blotting pad.
That is your challenge, is it?" he
said curtly. so he 1t. Start your
machinery. You will doubtless get
me, not because you nave money, but
because for a time was weak enough
and wicked enough to climb down and
stand on your level. But If you don't
hurry. Mr.. Cortwright, I'll get you first.
Are you going? One thing more-and
It's a kindness; get your son out OF
town before this Massingale matter
comes up for adjustment 1t will be
safer"
is that all you have TO say?"
Pretty nearly all, except to tell you
that your time is growing short, and
you and those who are in with you had
better begin to set your houses in or.
der. II you'll come over here at eight
o'clock tomorrow night prepared to do
the square thing by David MassingaIe.
III withhold the publication OF that
letter which will stamp you and your
associates as criminals before the law:
but that is the only concession / shall
make"
You've got TO make at least one
more!" stormed the outgoing magnate.
You don't have to set any dates OF
anything OF that kind for your damned
drowning actl"
In justice to good many people
who are measurably innocent. shall
have TO do that very thing returned
the engineer firmly. "The notice will
appear I'm tomorrow's Spotlight"
Il was the final straw in the stockv
promoters crushing wrath burden. His
rat face turned purple. and for n sec.
ond or two no clawed the air. gasping
for breath. Brou1lard sat back I'm his
chair. waiting for the volcanic up-
heaval. But it did not come. When he
had regained a measure of self.control.
Mr. CortwrIght turned slowly and went
out without word. stumbling over the
threshold and slamming the door
heavily as he disappeared.
For time after the promote or'e
WordIcss departure Brouuard sat at
his desk writing steadily When the
last or the memorandum sheets was
hlied he found his hat and street coat
and left the office Ton minufes later
he had penetrated to the dusty den on
tho second floor of the Spotlight office
whore Harlan was grinding COPY for
his paper Br0ulard took o. .hair at
the desk end and laid the s.eets or
pencilcd government paper unter the
editors eyes.
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