The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1916-01-15

sake take them away" said Dodson.
his cause; the facts would speak for
themselves. And he had small cam
era with him, with which he took pho
tographs of the dumping.
1t was that, however, which was his
undoing. He had to expose himself
as he took the pictures, and some keen
eye among the men saw him. In O
moment he was dragged from. the
boat.
"It's spyr' cried some burly ruff
fan.
And a moment later Bruce was fight
ing for his life. He fought well, but
the odds were too great He was over
powered In no time and savagely beat
en-. But then the plotters made ia
tai mistake. Left alone Bruce might
soon have died. But they threw him
overheard.
The cold water revived him to some
extent, and he was able to cling TO a
floating spar that camo proyidentlally
within his reach. And IN hour later
he was spied from the deck of a yacht
and picked up. He was unconscious
when he was dragged on board. When
he came to an hour later a strange
man bent over his cot.
"Arc you Bruce Larnigan," he said
hoarsely, like the papers in your peck
ct sayY'
IT am" said Bruce. astonished Mt the
others emotion.
"Bruce-I'm Tom-you're my broth
err said the stranger.
1t was a wonderful tale they made
Of 1t, between them. Tom left home
in at Of boyish passion years before.
He had disappeared. and the family
had long since believed him dead.
II didn't have the heart to go home
q failure, Bruce" ne confessed after
he had heard Brnce's story. "Buf, by
the Lord. I'll 60 home now and do
the work you set out to do! You'll be
in hospital for spell, old chap, and
you're lucky at that But leave things
to me. I'll get through somehow"
So Tom went east In Bruce's place.
He carried q letter to Dorothy Max
well, and he carried also an absolute
determination to defeat the graft syn
dictate and do Bruce's work until Bruce
recovered.
{ But his arrival ut home dismayed
him. He learned of his mothers suf-
ferings, and he learned, too. that Doro-
thy Maxwell, tho girl Bruce loved and
trusted. was engaged to Stanford
Stone.
"rn play a lone hand, them he said
defiantly to himself. "I1l not deliver
Bruce's letter. But I'll get this man
Dodson by myself"
Chance guided him to meeting Of
the poor held in protest against the
rise in the price Of bread. Tom Larni-
gan seized his chance. In a moment
he displaced the speaker.
"This IL n time to act-not to talk"
he cried. "Follow me! I'll lead you
to the man who raised the price Of
breadr'
with q roar like that Of . pack Of
wolves the crowd followed him, grow
ing greater at every block, until At
last It stormed the doors Of the great
ONCE building In which st. John Dod-
son had his once. surged up to biz
ONCE. and beat down oil guards and
barriers until II was atrAis very door.
Then Tom went III al6le TO fnd the
great man covering It r. a..
.sSha1I LET them IN. - be r1fSd. "of
will you yield. you cufr'
1--WE ordered the price back to the
old nguresr' cried the frightened Dod-
son. "For Gods sake take thsm
awayr
Tom believed him. He told the
crowd they had won thsir nsht. And.
even a. be spoke. Z shot rang out
Dodsou had Killed hlmself.
At once Tom and his nQkboe yent
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