The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1926-12-19
Copyright, 1925, by Upton sinelair.'

Copyright, 1925. by Upton Sinciair.)
No, he could never make rad.
ical" out of this darling Of the
world; he would have to make UP
his mind to that She would listen
to him. because she loved him, even
the sound of his voice talking non
sense; she would make feeble
pretense at agreeing, but all the
time it was as if-he had the measles
and she waiting for him to get
cured, as If ha were drunk and she
trying to get him ION the wagon
She had apologized to Rachel, and
had got Paul out of jail, but merely
to please him, and in reality she
hated both these people. Still more
did she hate Ruth, with a cold, i'm
placable hatred-an intriguing mink,
pretending to be a simple country
maiden in order to win an oil princei
No women were simple, il you be,
lieved Wee, and damn few of them
were maidens.
Nor would Ruth ever stop being q
s nuisance. In the midst of one Of
their happiest times she sent Bunny
another telegram-her brother was
in jail again, this time 1t was for
contempt of court Bunny consid-
cred it necessary to paddle down to
the nearest telegraph Office and wire
Mr.. Dolliver, the lawyer, to investi-
gate the report. The answer came
that nothing could be done-PauI
and others of the strike leaders had
disregarded an injunction forbid
ding them to do this and that, and
I there was no bail and no appeal.
neither habeas corpusses nor coun-
ter-injunctions, and Paul would, have
to serve his three months sentence.
Bunny was bitter and rebellious
against judges who issued injunc-
tons, and Wee was afraid to speak,
because it seemed obvious to her
that somebody had to control strik-s
ers. OF course, after that there was
shadow over their holiday-Bunny
brooding upon his friend shut up In
the county jail He sent Ruth Ave
| hundred dollars to take care of all
the prisoners, and in course of time
! got letter saying that the prison
ers had refused the money, and
/ Ruth had turned it over to the
/ strike relief. 1t was terrible thing
/ to see children without enough to
eat; terrible also that men who had
4 power should use it to starye chill
/ drenl Thus the simple" Ruth
not meaning any hint at Dad!
X.
Bunny had to study for his fall
/ examinations, and that looked like
a problem, for what was Wee going
to do? But fate provided solu-
tion-Dad telegraphed to Harvard
University, which sent up a young
instructor to do tutoring, and he
was the solution. He was tall, and
had. the loveIiest fair blue eyes, and
a softly curling golden moustache,
like a baby; he wore gold nose
glasses, and had quiet voice, and
oh, so much culture-one Of those
master minds which can tutor you
in anything if you give them .
I weeks START
Coming, as he did, from an old
Philadelphia = family, and having
been trained in the haughtiest CEN
ter Of intellectual snobbery, you
might have thought he would look
down upon an ex-mule driver and
his son, to say nothing Of an actress
who had been raised in patent
medicine vender's wagon, and had
never read whole book in her life.
But, as a matter of fact, young Mr..
Appleton Laurence just simply col
lapsed in the presence of the sit
uation he found at this Ontario
camp it was the most romantic and
thrilling thing that young in
structor had encountered since Har-
ward began. AS for the patent med
icine vendors daughter, he could not
take. his eyes off her, and when
she came near the tutoring business
was scattered as by hurricane.
Wee, Of course, had put her spark
ling, black eyes to work at once;
all those stunts which Tommy Paley
had taught her she now tried out
on new victim, and Bunny, as
audience, was in position to study
them effectively. Wee would wait
till Mr.. Laurence had set Bunny his
mornings work, and then she and
the tutor would go for walk in thr
woods, and Bunny would sit with
one half Of his mind on his books,
while the other half wondered what
was happening, and what he had
reason to expect from one who had
/, had so many lovers.