The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1916-02-10
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IL was OelWeen UHlI-pdbt loui wv
Ave that Miss Grierson. driving In the
basket ~phaeton, made a stop In front
OF the Farmers and Merchants bank.
Since II was long past the olosing
hours, the curtains were drawn In the
bank doors aud street facing windows.
But there was a side entrance and she
went straight to tho door of the pri.
vate room, entering without warning.
Her father was not alone. In the
chair at the dosk.end sat a man iiorid
Of face. hard.cyed and g~ross.bodlcd.
His hat was ON the back of his head.
and clamped between his teeth under
the bristling mustaches he held u OF
Jasper Grierson's fat black cigars. The
conference paused when the door
opened; but when MHrgcry crossed
the room and perchcd herself on the
deep scat OF the farthest window, II
went ON In guarded tones at n silent
signal from the banker to his visitor.
There was a trade journal lying In
the wIndow-soat, and Miss Grierson
took 1t up 10 become idly Immersed In
"A study OF the advertising pictures. u
she listened To the low.toned talk Il
vas only mechanically. II would say.
Yet there was a quickening of the
breath o aud again. and a pressing
OF the white teeth upon the ripe lower
lip. as she turned the pages of the I'D.
yertiSing supplement. these, though
only detached sentences OF the talk.
drifted across 10 the w~indow.scat:
~ ,u're lxed to put the entire re-
spousibility for the ruction over on to
the other side OF the house?' was one
~ the overheard sentences; II was her
fathers query, and she also heard the
answer. We're goin' to put EN- In
bad. don't you forget It.. There'll be
some broken heads. most likely. and
II they're ours, s~omcbodyll pay for
EN-" A little farther along II a her
father who said You've got to quit
this running to me. Keep TO your own
side - the fence. Murray's got his
orders, and he'll pay the bills. II any.
thing breaks loose, | won't know you.
Get that?" I'm on" said the red.
faced man; and shortly afiarward he
took his leave.
When the door had closed behind
the man who looked like a ward heeier
or Il walking delegate. and who had
been both, and many other and more
questionable things, by turns. Jasper
Grierson swung his huge chair TO face
the window.
"Wcll?" he said. "how's Galbraith
coming along?"
The smolderIng fires In the daugh.
ter's eyes leaped up at the ~provocation
lurking In the grim brutality. but they
were dying down again when she put
the trade journal aside and said: Il
didn't come here 20 tell you about Mr..
Galbraith. ! came to give you notice
that 1t Is time 20 quit. When | asked
you to put Mr.. Raymer under obliga.
lions to you. | said Id tell you when
II was time TO stop"
The president OF the Farmers and
Merchants tilted his chair TO the
lounging angle and laughed; a slow
gurgling laugh that spread from lip TO
eye and thence abroad through his
great frame until he shook like a gro.
tesque incarnation of the god OF mirth.
Il am to turn around and help him
out OF the hole. am |? oh. no: | guess
not" he denied. It's business now,
little girl, and the ~tea.hghts are barred.
I'll give you a check for that span o.
blacks you were looking ut, and wen
call II square"
Does hat mean that you intend to
go on until you have smashed him ?"
she asked. quietly ignoring the puta.
tive bride.
I'm going TO put him out OF bust.
ness-him and that other fool friend OF
yours-if that's what you mean"
Again the sudden lightning glowed
in Margery Grierson's eyes; again
there was a struggle. short and sharp,
between the leaping passions and the
indomitable will. Yet she could speak
softly.
What Is the reason? Why do you
hate these two 80 desperately" she
asked.
Jasper Grierson famed away the
nlmDuS OF cigar SMOKE Win Wnlcn ne
had surrounded himself and stared
gloomily AZ her through the rift.
who said anything about hating?' '
he derided. That's n fool woman's
notion. This is business, aud there
Amt any such thing as hate in bust.
ness"
81 hate ~" she said coldly. Then
she dragged the talk back to the chan.
mel It was leaving. II ought to have
broken IN sooner; | might have known
what you would do. You are espons.
bile for this labor trouble they are
having Owe AT the iron works. Don't
bother TO deny IL; ! know. That was
your 'hcelCr'-the man you had here
when ! came. You don't play fair with
many people; done you think you'd
better make an exception OF me?"
Grierson was mounting his cigar
again and the smoky nimbus was
t%hickening to its customary density
when he said; You're nothing but a
spoiled baby, Madge. II you'd cry for