The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1917-09-27
LESSON IN DIPLOMACY
BY HARRISON CHASE.

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81 think that fighting is the mosi
horrible thing In the world" Doris At
kinson announced to Tom Stanton. u
believe In the peace-at-any-price pol
Icy"
Stanton smiled ever so slightly at
her words.
Don't you think that sometimes ii
is absolutely necessary to fight?" he
asked.
mo- She shook her head decisive
ly. '"There is no reason in the world
why men should fight one another"
"But supposlng tramp or some
rough character should meet me on a
country road and demand my money.
Wouldn't 1t be wise thing if l were
In position to protect myselfT'
you could probably get better re-
suits by being kind to him." she re-
torted. 'You could ask him to tell
you how he sank so low as to be
common thief?'
"Yes, l could" He smiled grimly.
"But | have faint Idea that he would
be more interested In taking my purse
than he would in answering ques-
TONS"
Its all in the way you do it," she
said wisely. II have yet to meet
man l couldn't handle by diplomacy"
The heavy roadster glided rhyth-
mically along the even road. over
the rim of distant hill, glorious colors
streaked the sky. signifying the end
of perfect day. Tom blessed the
good fortune that had permitted him
TO take Doris home in his car. The
long drive to Glenwood was almost
over; but Doris had promised to let
him see her again-and he was salts
fed.
For time they drove along without
speaking. Gradually the sunset faded
until Il single star peeped out from the
darkening sky. Tom switched on the
lights.
well" he said finally, 81 was heavy
weight boxing champion in college"
He stole glance at her. 81 hope that
doesn't make you like me any the
less"
~ never said that l liked you at
ALL" she parted. but l hope that
you'll forget your boxing lessons when
you're with me-"
The road sloped suddenly into a
deep valley. On both sides stretched |
wood through which a noisy stream |
rippled. The glaring light from the |
car blazed a path for them. The way |
was deserted. But suddenly, when
they were still about fifty yards from
the bridge, a man stepped out from
the shadow of the trees to the right.
Planting himself squarely In the mid
lie of the road. he held up his hand.
Stanton threw on the brakes and came
% halt.
"What is it?' he asked.
sect out"
The stranger spoke harshly. He was
large man with full beard and evil
yes. He spoke determinedly. His
dice was menacing. Stanton refused
o permit himself to become alarmed.
"What do you want?" he asked.
"Never mind what | want. You get
ut of that car" The stranger reached
lto his pocket and drew forth some
hing which glittered in the light from
ne car.
Doris seized her companions arm.
"We might just as well get out" he
aid. ''The man is armed"
He stepped from the car, the girl
blowing. Then he faced the tramp. {
"What next?" he asked. c
"Throw up your hands," S
sand If l refusel'
"Tll shoot you"
The stranger raised his arm threat I
lingly, and again the CLINT of steel
lshed. Stanton, his eyes following
-ery move of the man before him, :,
ddeply smiled. Ii
"Shootl" he said. v
"Oh, don't I" Doris turned fear-filled S,
es to her companion. a
Stanton spoke without taking his a
es from the man. IL
sno vou mind STAINING 81 side for 81 | d