The Dallas express. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1893-1970, 1922-08-19
unto THE 9TH GENERATIONS

had that poise which proclaims the
thoroughbred.
She was not a New Jersey girl,
though she had prominent relatibes
in Elliston she was abe daughter of
southern ex-senator and full of the
bue blood of the South. On o visit
to her EIliston relatives she had met
John Clarewood, andshe who in
Washington had been proposed to by
foreign noblemen and American mil
lionaires had chosen fall in love
with the young lawyer. Her father
had stormed, her blue blood relatives
had stormed, but she had snapped her
fingers oat them and married the fan
she wanted. Now, they had lived hap
PLY together for sevcR years.
YES" said John Clarewood as he
heard her going down the stairs,
Virginia gave UP 4 Let to marry me.
Ey en- If should put bel in the white
House, 1t would be no more thu. sa.,
deserves"
He leaned back and lit Il cigar.
From his Leather case he drew some
papers, which he had reod over with
grim smile, imagining what headlines
the local newspaper would carry in
a few days when the sensational ar
rest would be made. He was o. strong
built man of thirty five. with broad
features and crisp black hair. In court
with his face set hard, he looked like
a natural fighter; at home, with his
face relaxed. he looked like the boy
he really was at heart.
VI 10 1laafaA fefr Of 81
not of Elliston, New Jersey, a town
and county of two numbered people,
he knew what a job was before him.
Elliston, rampant with all kinds of
vice, had become known as a pest
hole, and had the worst nafe of any
large city in the state. For ten years
an all-powerful gang had held the
city in its grasp, not merely robbing
the clay treasury and exporting tri-
butte from small officials but shelter
n ing and encouraging open indecency.
"Elliston! / wouldn't live in such
place"
That was an often heard phrase
and was bitterly represented by OIL
der families of the city. Wnally they
had got together and nofinated one
of their own circle, John Clarewood,
for district attorney. His ancestors
four generations ogo had been pro-
minent in founding the city, and their
man of ability and upright characaer.
ia of ability ad upright character
"Clean the town, John. clean it,"
they told him.
He had promised and undertaken
job which all his predecessors In
office had evaded or juggled with. In
diligently, quitely, relentlessly, he
had marshalled his evidence, and now
was ready for the fight.
1.-THE big game starts tomorrow"
he said as he looked over his papers.
Soon dinner was announced and
he went down into the dining room
and sit opposite the woman whom he
loved as ardently as on the day he
married. There was not a happier
couple in the city. -.
The dinner hour passed gayly, with
joking and laughing. They had risen
from the table and were about to go
into the living room when they heard
a ring at the front door. In a foment
the maid came in with a card. John
Clarewood read it and frowned, nod
ding to the maid.
"Who is it, John? asked Virginia,
noting his frown.
"Wardell, one of Broder's lawyers"
He went thoughtfully in to see his
unexpected visitor Wardell was
jackal for Jim Broder. He had always
been afraid of John Clarewood. but
now. as Clarewood approached him,
Wardell met him with faint look
of derision or his rather pinched face.
Clarewood saw the look Wardell
had never dared to look in abe eye be
fore, but now he seemed very sure of
himself. Clarewood at once knew Their
was danger in the air but had no idea
of what 10 could be-
''Good-evening, Mr.. Clarewood,' re-.
piled Wardell, with heavy sarcasm.
"The called on every important bu
siness." -.
$50 I surmise, since 1t could not
wait till tomorrow, at my office"
returned Clarewood. meeting sarcasm
with disdain.
Mister District Attorney" began
Wardell, turning red under Clare
woods contempt, "after you've heard
me tonight you'Il he glad to see fe
here or anywhere else. and go on
your knees. too"
What do you mean?'
you'll soon see what l mean, Mis-
ter District Attorney" 49,
Ito be continued Next Week.