Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-01-26

Naturally. knew it was false. Ev-
elStilins about her is false except her
eardrums. And that's why l ask YOU
70 tel ms whether you intend to marry
Mr.. Smith, Mr.. John Smith
Miss Mallon looked Mrs. Kane full
in tne eyes.
How can /. Nellieo He hasn't asked
mo-"
This was not sufficient answer for
the young widow.
Il know she said. What / mean
49, when. according 10 your plans. is he
To ask you?"
Edith, her face grave. showing nei-
Their mirth nor resentment, reached
over ard, pulling one of the long
stem1nea roses from the BOWL in front
OF her, brushed her lips with the flower
of it.
Il don't think she said, a little shade
of sadness in her voice, he will ever
ask me-
Mrs. Kane cast off her lightness. She
was as responsive to Edith's moods as
flowers are to the dew.
OH" she said regretfully. Then
you don't know who he is-do you?"
Il know what everybody else knows"
the other om answered. 1T should
be enough"
mo, MOI" Nellie cautioned her. "Nev-
er make that mistake! 1t isn't enough"
Edlth rose and went to the window,
where her father had stood a few min
utes before.
Mrs. Kane, looking at her shoulders,
Il little.
Accept this rom me-" she forced the
gayety back INTO her voice; IF a man
n!deS ms past from you, you may kiss
hlm-good-bye."
After a moment, she put a question::
who is he?"
Edith turned toward her. smiling.
"A great man. That's enough. sure
lN. isn't it?"
I, Mrs. Kane regarded her seriously for
Il long moment.
No. she said incisively. mot even
III he were as great as George Wash
ineton. Napoleon Bonaparte and Viii
nam Shakespeare--all rolled into onec'
CHAPTER TWO.
Ihere was about John Smith some
m~definable thing which other men did
not have. a tenseness and swift force
nat made him seem the hit fire Of
NE. lie flamed through his days. He
dominated dinner ables i'm the eve
nings. The quick turn If his head, the
flash of his black eyes. the strong, fast
movements of his hands, the sureness
OF his stride-these were the unmistak-
able, Haunting banners that caught tho
eye and drew attention to the MASTER
lul spirit of the man. He was brilliant.
There had been born in him a marvel
ious faculty for stripping from a situa-
uon all eXtraneouS inc%onSeQuental
facts so that he might see. and make
others see, Inc stark-naked figure of
an issue, Il truth. The most striking
ming lhnl1f hiton Vr-o 81. D~, Cd
his final conviction that what he pro-
posed to do he would do. He was abso-
lutely alien to doubt. And, while he de-
voted himself to a serious work. a tire
mendous task. he was alert, sparkling.
His mind was electric. Physically he
was like wires. Tall. thin, broad of
and narrow Of thigh, he per-
petually was strung taut. His reserve
enefgy never was exhausted.
lie had come to Washington early in
the preceding May to conduct a fight
which made the young laugh and the
tlrely unadvertised, he had taken his
place almost within the shadow of the
capitoPS dome and had made the calm
announcement:
Whisky must be thrown out of the
United States!"
among his associates as "Cholliewollie'
printed in his paper q short am
nouncement of Smiths arrival and mis-
sion. What the agitator wants." the
article said, lis action by congress on
the pending resolution to authorize an
amendment to the federal constitution
providing for the absolute abolition Of
n liquor traffic in the United States
and Its possessions. He says he will be
satisfied with nothing less than that. Ha
is not here for a compromise. He wants
to force the big fight"
A few days later Waller called on
t agitator" in his u"npretentious Of
the northwest of the capitol. Chollie-
wolfe was always on the lookout for
something unusual. He had decided to
take Mr.. John Smith seriously.
What l want" he explained. and
what you ant for the sake of your
fight. is something hot. something that
will be printed on the front pages of
the newspapers. Give me a good inter
view. and I'll fix it up in great shape"
Smith ran his right hand across his
black hair-a cfS racteristic gesture of
his-and studied Walters eyes.
How" he asked, rising from his
chair with his lightning like rapidity Of
movement. how would you like t. have
something about the attitude Of the big
men of the country in regard to the
liquor question:"
Pump it OUT. Waller agreed pleas
antly.
He was a stout, fair haired man of
about 35. and carried a cane. He spoke
in a slow. agreeable drawl, and his
impression. that he could not possibly
take life seriously, particularly WASH
ington life.
4(CoLs!.iued Next week.)
After taking measurements of the