The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1920-07-15
PART IiI-continued.

wen DO more than that" said
Ford. I've been thinking of what
Mansel did-saving the Regents pas
sengers-and can tell him that after
he's helped us oute by testifying he
can come to me and I'll see that he
gets a fresh start"
I call that mighty liberal of YOU"
said the ambassador.
iris Ford shook his head. "No-
Mansel will be doing great thing for
! baseball-helping to soak the gam
| blers-so he deserves consideration.
Besides there must be plenty Of good
In real hero like him.
Ought to be, and bet there is"
The ambassador pulled out his watch,
caught the time and got quickly to
his feet. "If you'll excuse me-" he
said. It'll complete the job with the
British ambassador SOS we both can
get back to Rome, Won't 1 see you
there?''
Sure" answered iris Ford, 1--WE
play game of ball there before long
our club and the new worlds cham
pions."
'Of counsel hadn't forgotten that
big event. Keep this under your
shirt-Tve promised the president to
get the king to see-the game!"
Zine"
The ambassador gripped Iris Ford
by the hand preparatory to going.
zone minute, please" begged Ford.
John Bisner bobbed his head.
"Funny thing-but Mr. Shute has
got it awful bad-gOt stuck on a girl
Why"-Tris Ford leaned toward the
mbassadOr-"She's made him forget
all about being kidnaped-forget all
about baseball" This was the cli-
max.
Forget baseball! The ambassador
couldn't believe it.
eyes, sir. Why-he hasn't asked me
a thing about the world series yet,
and I haven't had chance to tell
him about the round-the-wor trip of
our club and the worlds champions"
"You don't tell me! He has got it
bad. Hope she's the right girl :
"Shute swears she is-all right in
every department. She's what want
to talk to you about if you'll give me
q minute more"
The ambassador was obviously SUR
prised.
"You can help" Iris Ford added
quickly. "You see, she's an American
girl, and she's in trouble-in trouble
over here"
"Over here? Where?" For the first
time the ambassador spoke sharply.
Genoa"
ashes not Imogen Leonardo"
THAT'S her name-Imogen Leonard.
And Win Shute says she's mighty
fine girl
"I'n be d-d!" exploded his excel
lency John Bismer. Then, after
period devoted to deep thought:
''Does the White House know any
thing of this-know your mar Shute's
interested in this particular young
Woman?
mot as know" answered Ford.
didn't know it myself till less'un an,
hour ago. But say-why did you
ask?
It was the born diplomat, Tristram
Carlingford. who put the question.
1t was the ambassador ex-officio
who parted:
Because Washington knows that
Imogen Leonard is under surveillance
by the Italian government. 1t is an
International matter. And for the
present, regret to say, can do moth
ing for you. bid you good-morning,
Mr.. Ford
The ambassador bowed-rather
stiff1y, the manager of the Giant-kill-
ers afterward thought-and hurried
off. His gait at least was not accord
ing to the canons of diplomatic usage.
Literally and f1guratively Iris Ford
threw up his hands when he got back
to Win Shute's room.
The president of the United States
had been indicted into office with one
dominating ambition, namely, to place
a trust magnate behind the bars.
While engaged in popularizing himself
with the electorate he had attacked
the giant combinations, and especially
lambasted the heads Of the trusts. :
Guilt. he insisted, was personal,
therefore nothing short of mag
Mates confinement in penal institu-
ton would make the punishment fit
the crime"
Rut when it came actually to pick
ing the one trust-the one magnate
upon whom the presidential wrath was
TO descend-it was far from an easy
assignment. The ramificati0ns OF big
business were. multifarious, and to
turn in one direction was to tread on
some important body's money-crusted
corns in another Ultimately, the
presidents own predictions 1nf1u-
enced him-nnconsciously. or course.
AS a boy he had been afraid or nre-
arms of every variety. Hunting held
for him no lure. Even when ne be-
came first citizen the presidential sa-
Iute Of twenty-one guns made him
hmm. He much preferred Hail to
IL Chief, canahly rendered by some