The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1924-02-07

usual %forethought he had timed II
hour of the girls passing.
THAT would show the place was M
far off," said Hasbrouck Rutherfor'
keen reasoner on the habits OF won
en-and young working women III pa
ticular.
Another thing" proceeded Jaspe
Haig, that l sawl She was as clos
to me, you must remember, almost, a
you are. And l noticed, In nat sec
ond, one little ornament she mad
little silver filigree cross"
And now Rutherford l~aughed-th
Earring laugh of a heavy man.
"You should keep up" he said Iron
ically-not unwilling, no doubt, to ex
hibit his undoubted superiority t.
Haig on one subject at least. "Yol
should keep your eyes open to the de
tails of one of your main interests
You know what that was, probably
that badge? 1t was the White Cross
that girls welfare society in the Cor
gam shops, wherever they may be
Nine chances out of ten," said Has
brouck Rutherford, proud of his own
special knowledge, 'she is from one
of our own stores"
The lawyer said nothing for a min
ute-considering his words and his
next course of action, no doubt.
wen find her some way" he said
then briefly, without doubt. And to-
morrow 7"
"We'd better" said his companion
decidedly, and moved his great bulk
upon the thick leather lounge where
they sat. "We'd better-after today !"
"Why today?" Haig asked him
sharply. Especially"
"She was worse again-Adelaide-
decidedly weaker, as she was yester-
day. The time is growing shorter
now-in spite of everything"
Then the two sat there for some
minutes, silent.
The maker of the Gorgam Trust
that sixty-million-dollar fund fixed by
the great merchant fnancier Daniel
Gorgam upon his delicate daughter
Adelaide-in spite of his particular
and much-vaunted foresight, had prob
ably, as a matter of fact, never con-
templated this exact crisis In the life
of trusts, when he conceived and
brought into existence that quite cele-
brated creature of the law. They are
a strange tribe, these trusts, these cor
porate things, these legal persons,
these supermen which the hnanciers
and lawyers have let loose upon the
earth from their ink-bottles these
latter days-stranger and stronger
and more terrible in their own way
than their own ancestors, the Jim
from the bottles of the fishermen in
the old Arabian tales. They have
their own deep purposes and wills and
desires-yes, even their own affec-
ions.
A trust, for example, you may say
It first glance, has no soul. Quite
1t is inhuman, impersonal, cold
you like. But looking
you must admit, being in a
way a creature created or released by
spell, it lives only by some strange
special contingency it has certain ne
,essities of its life very sharply
And one quite obvious neces-
ity, especially in a trust of this par
ocular type, is some human being, or
'eings, to exist for. So in its way a
rust of this kind, hung upon a single
life, is. the most devoted Of creatures,
Iatural OF legal. Like the lover in
he ballad, when the one dear object
f his affections dies, it expires at
nee.
1t was an immense thing, this Cor
ram Trust-a monster that thousands
new or felt, often without really
moving it. But if this one delicate
at it's heart, Adelaide Ruther-
ord, were to die without offspring, as
here was every certainty now she
would, it must itself expire at nee
But what would become of her unfor-
innate husband, and of the managing
of that great fund, whose lives
llso had grown so intimately con-
,erned and dependent on it?
Here was a sharp contingency which
Id Daniel Gorgam in his prophetic
had not properly provided for.
quite naturally, then, someone else
must do so.