Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1922-01-25
Bulldog
DrufI1n1Ond
The Adventures of a
Demobilized Officer Who
Found Peace Dull

''Terrance, Victor. A wonderful
speaker. Appears really TO believe
that what he says will benefit the
wOrkingman. Consequently very va!u-
able; but individually mad.
Does he mean to insult us deliber-
ately?" demanded Crofter, his voice
still shaking with passion.
but l don't understand said Victor
Torrance, dazedly, Does Mr.. Peter
son not believe in our teachings, toof"
He turned slowly and looked at Hugh,
who shrugged his shoulders.
''He should be here at any moment,
be answered, and as he spoke the door
opened and Carl Peterson came in.
Good afternoon, gentlemen" he be-
gan, and then he saw Hugh. With
took Of speechless amazement he
stared at the soldier, and for the first
time since Hugh had known him his
face blanched. Then his eyes fell on
the open ledger, and with dreadful
curse he sprang forward. a glance at
the faces OF the men who stood watch
ing him told him what he wanted to
know, and with another oath his hand
went to his pocket,
Take your hand out, Carl Peter
son" DrummOnd's voice rang through
the room, and the arch-criminal, look
ing sullenly up, found himself staring
into the muzzle Of a revolver. Nov,
sit down at the table-all of you. The
meeting is about to commence"
Look here" clustered Crofter, "I'll
have the law on you. :"
"By all manner of means, Mr.. John
CrOfter, consummate blackguard," an
swered Hugh, calmly. "But that comes
afterward. Just now--sit down."
I'm ID if 1 WILL" roared the 9th
ser, springing at the soldier. And Peter
son, sitting sulleniy at the table try
ing TO readjust his thoughts to the
sudden binding certainty that through
some extraordinary accident every
thing had miscarried, never stirred as
half-stunned member Of parliament
crashed TO the floor beside him.
''Sit down, said" remarked Drum
ulond, affaoly. "But If you prefer to
lie down, It's all the same to me. Are
there any more to come, Peterson?'
mo, d--n you. Get it over"
fright Throw your gun on the
door" DrInmond picked up the wea-
pom and put it In his pocket; then he
rang the bell. II had hoped" be muir
INJURED, ''for a larger gathering, but
one cannot have everything
Save TO Peterson, who understood,
II only dimly, what had happened, the
thing had come rs such complete
surprise that even the sudden entrance
Of twenty masked men, who ranged
themselves in single rank behind their
chairs, failed to stir the meeting. 1t
merely seemed in keeping with what
had gone before
IL shall not detain you long, gentle
men," began Hugh, suavely. Your gem
eral appearance and the warmth OF the
weather have combined 10 produce in
me a desire for sleep But before l
hand you over to the care Of the
spOrtsmen who stand so patiently be-
hind YOU, there are one or two remarks
/ wish to make. Let me say at once
that on the subject of Capital and La
Dor I am supremely ignorant. You
will therefore be spared any disserta-
ton on the subject. But from an ex-
haustive study of the ledger which now
lies upon the table, and fairly inti-
mate knowledge Of it's authors move
ments, l and my friends have been put
10 the Inconvenience of treading on
you.
y There are many things, We know,
which are wrong In this jolly old coun-
try Of ours; but given time and the
right methods I am sufficiently OPP
timistic TO believe that they could be
put right. That however, would not
suit your book. You dislike the right
method, because 1t leaves all OF you
much where you we're before. Every
single one of you--with the sole pos
sible exception Of you, Mr.. Torrance.
and you're maids playing with revo-
luton for his own ends; to make mon
ey out OF ito gain power.
LET us start with Peterson-your
leader How much did you say he de-
manded, Mr.. Potts as the price of rev.
olution?"
With a strangled cry Peterson
sprang up as the American millionaire.
removing his mask, stepped forward.
1.-TWO hundred and fifty thousand
pounds, you swine, was what you asked
me-" The millionaire stood confront
ing his tormentor, who dropped back
in his chair with a groan. And when
refused, you tortured me. Look at
my thumb"
With a cry of horror the others sit
ting at the table looked at the mangled
flesh, and then at the man who had
done it. This, even to their mind, was
going too far.
''Then there was the same sum-"
continued Drummond, ito come from
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