The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1917-04-16
CHAPTER /.
A Financier Dies

Gabriel Warden-capitalist. rail-
road director, owner OF mines and
timber lands-paced the great liv-
ing room of his home near Seattle.
Twice he had phoned TO ask and
to learn that the train from Van
oouver had come in and that its
passengers had left the station.
II was not like Warden to show
nervousness; Kondo, the japanese
doorman, who watched him thru
the portieres, three times saw him
60 to the window and, watch in
hand. stand staring out. 1t was a
Sunday evening in February-cold.
cloudy, chilly. Warden evidently
saw no one. but each moment, Kon-
do observed, his nervousness in
creased He turned suddenly and
pressed the bell. Kondo entered
the rom; he noticed then that War
den's hand was shaking.
"A young man who may, or may
not, give his name, will soon ask
for me. He will say he called by ap-
pointment. Take him to my smok-
fng-room. ! will see him there.
Warden went up the stairs to his
wife's room He had promised to
accompany her to a concert; she
thought he had come to beg off
She suddenly saw that he had come
to her to discuss some serious sub
Ject.
Cora" he said, when he had
AIA1nA ssI nj I'D
vice on a business question"
= "A business question:" She was
greatly surprised. Sh was years
younger than he; he usually kept
all business matters from her.
81 mean II came to me thru some
busin ess-discoveries."
"And you cannot decide 1t for
YOURSELF"
II had decided It: but now--It
may lead to a result which / have
felt I haven't the right to decide
entirely for myself"
Warden's wife felt alarmed.
you mean 1t affects me direct
ly?"
ut may. For that reason I must
do what you would have me do"
He seized both her hands.
Cora" he said, what would
you have me do If had found out
that a young man had been outrag-
Cd In every right by men who are
my friends? Would you have me
fight for him? Or would you have
me-lie DOWN."
His fingers almost crushed hers
in his excitement. She stared at
him with pride then. why, you
would fight them!"
mo matter what 1t costs, Cora"
he said. ''if go into this fight,
shall be not only an opponent to
some of my present friends; | shall
be a threat to them-something
they may think II necessary to re-
move"
"You mean some one might kill
your"
SHOULD that keep me from 60
ing in? Would you have me afraid
to do thing that ought to be done,
Coral"
NO." she said; IL would not. :"
"All right then. That's all | had
to know. The young man is COM
ing to see me tonight. I'll tell you
all can after I've talked with
him"
He went directly downstairs.
The telephone bell rang. Warden
answered. He spoke no names.
Apparently the other person wish
I'd to see Warden at once. Warden
finished, "All right; I'll come and
get you"
Turning to Kondo. he ordered
his car. Kondo heard Warden d.
rect the chauffeur. Patrick Cor
boy, a faithful Irishman, to a drug
store. Corboy drove to the place.
A young man OF less than medium
height, broad-shoulder and wear
ing a macintosh, came to the
curb and spoke to Warden. Cor
boy did not hear the name, but
Warden Immediately asked the
man into the car; he directed Cor
boy to return home. The chauf-
feur did this, but was obliged on
the way to stop several times. be-
cause OF obstructions.
Almost Immediately after War
dan had left the house. the door
bell rang. A young man with a
quiet and pleasant bearing inquir-
~ for Mr.. Warden and said he