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face the objector and brought his \ a ! _°. f use and custom
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SATURDAY EVENING,
"ui ui wits ueuns anuiner siruciure,
formless as yet, but obstinately
sturdy, was rising:.
"I am not going to do what you
want me to do, Mr. Dunham —step
in and be your convenient scape
goat." he said, wondering a little in
his inner recesses how he was find
ing the sheer brutal man-courage to
h tlnr.g to the
I Am Not Going to Do What Yo
Want."
the Lawrenceville Bank and Trust.
•II supose you have reasons of your
own for wishing to shift the respon
sibility for this particular loss to my
shoulders. But whether you have or
haven't, I decline to accept it."
The president tilted his chair and
locked his hands over one knee.
"It isn't a question of shifting the
responsibility, Montague," he said,
dropping the bullying weapon to take
up another. "The loan was made in
my absence. You have taken the
bank's money to bolster up a failing
concern in which you are a stock
holder. Go to any lawyer in Law
renceville—the best one you can And
—and he'll tell you exactly where
you stand."
While the big clock over the vault
entrance was slowly ticking off a
full half-minute the young man j
whose future had become so sudden
ly and so threateningly involved
neither moved nor spoke, but his
silence was no measure of the tur
moil of conflicting emotions and pas
sions that were rending him.
"I may not prove quite the easy
mark that your plans seems to pre
figure, Mr. Dunham," he returned at
length, trying to say it calmly. "Just
what are you expecting me to do?"
"Now you are talking more like a
grown man," was the president's
crusty admission. "You are in a
pretty bad boat, Montague, and that
is why I sent for you to-night."
"Well?" said the young man.
"You can see how it will be. If I
can say to the directors that you have
already resigned—and if you are not
where they can too easily lay hands
on you—they may not care to push
the charge against you. There is a
train west at ten o'clock. If I were
in your place, I should pack a couple
of suit cases and take it. That is the
only safe thing for you to do. If you
need any ready money—"
It was at this point that J. Mon
tague Smith rose up out of the steno
grapher's chair and buttoned his
coat.
" 'lf I need any ready money'," he
repeated slowly, advancing a step to
ward the president's desk. "That is
where you gave yourself away, Mr.
Dunham. You authorized that loan,
and did it because you were wiling to
use the bank's money to put Carter
Westfall in the hole so deep that he
could never climb out. Now. it seems,
you are willing to bribe the only dan
gerous witness. I don't need money
badly enough to sell my good name
for it. I shall stay right here in Law
renceville and fight it out with you!"
The president turned abruptly to
his desk and his hand sought the row
of electric bell pushes. With a finger
resting upon the one marked "po
lice," he said: "There isn't any room
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ior argument. Montague. iou can
have one more minute in which to
change your mind. If you stay, you'll
begin your tight from the inside of
the county jail."
Now there had been nothing in
John Montague Smith's well-ordered
quarter century of boyhood, youth,
and business manhood to tell him
how to cope with the crude and sav
age emergency which he was con
fronting. But in the granted minute
of respite something within him, a
thing as primitive and elemental as
the crisis with which It was called
upon to grapple, shook itself awake.
He stepped quickly across the inter
vening space and stood under the
shaded desk light within arm's reach
of the man in the big swing-chair.
"You have It all cut and dried,
even to the setting of the police trap,
haven't you?" he gritted, hardly rec
ognizing his own voice. "You mean to
hang me first and try your own case
with the directors afterward. Mr.
Dunham. 1 have known you better
than you think I do; you are not
only a crook—you are a yellow-liver
ed coward, as well! You don't dare
to press that button!"
While he was saying it, the presi-1
dent had half risen, and the hand!
which had been hovering over the j
I bell-pushes shot suddenly under the i
I piled papers in the corner of the
| desk. When it came out it was grip
i ping the weapon which is never very
far out of reach in a bank.
Good judges on the working floor
of the Lawrenceville Athlete Club
had said of the well-muscled young
bank cashier that he did not know
his own strength. It was the sight of
the pistol that maddened him and
. put the driving force behind the
smashing blow that landed upon the
, big man's chest. The lifted pistol
dropped from Mr. Watrous Dun
ham's grasp and he wilted, settling
back into his chair, and then slipping
to the floor.
(To Be Continued)
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"THEIR MARRIED LIFE"
Copyright by International News Service
"Warren, I wish you would try
| to gpt home early," Helen said, as
' he was leaving.
"Well, what on earth for?" War
ren growled unsympathetlcally.
"Oh, I think the people would like
to see you, and It's so nice to have
you here." Helen said lamely.
"You know very well that I de-1
test a lot of women pawing around. |
I never could stand it. Of course 1 j
won't come home early."
"But Frances is going; to bring i
Viva Nesbitt and neither of them ;
cares very much for the others I am!
having. We really have so manyj
different kinds of people that it's:
hard to entertain them all at once."
"You ought not t'o try to have |
these hen parties," Warren re- j
turned. "X never did approve of j
them."
! "But everybody does it, dear; a j
; women hat; to entertain once a year, j
; anyway. You see last year we had
| the dance, but there are so many !
women that I owe things to this!
year that 1 thought it would be bet-)
ter to have an afternoon affair."
"Well, go ahead, I m not saying j
anything against it, only don't drag
me in for heaven's sake!"
Helen had planned to have an j
afternoon party to try to entertain
two different crowds. Of course,,
Frances was coming simply because
Helen liked her, and several other
women whom Hfelen really wanted.
But of course Carrie could not be
neglected and several others whom
Helen felt it incumbent upon her to
invite. She had divided her affairs
into two parts. In one room there
was to be a guessing contest, and
in the other three tables of bridge.
Everything was all ready for the
affair. She and Mary had worked
I ceaselessly since the day before
making delectable things, but there
were still little cakes to be baked,
all the sandwiches to make, and ice
cream to freeze. Helen rushed
around busily all morning. The
prizes were all ready, and at 12.30
she couldn't think of another thing
to do, so she dropped into a chair
for a few minutes rest. The tinkle
of the telephone brought her hur
ridely to her feet, and she has
tened to answer it. Mary was still
busy in the kitchen with the things
that had to be attended to at the |
last moment and Helen, as she took
up the receiver, felt intuitively that
something was wrong. Mrs. Thurs
ton's voice came to her, sweet and
highly pitched.
"Oh, Mrs. Curtis, I'm just awfully
sorry to haveto call you up the
last minute like this, but I really |
can't manage to get over this after- j
noon.'
Helen's heart sank to her boots.
"Oh, you're not going to disap
point me, surely," she said quickly.
"That's just what I'm afraid I
shall have to do. I have been in bed
with a sick headache for the past
few days and I really don't feel
able to get over # there."
U. S. to Aid in Rationing
of Smaller Neutrals
By Associated Press
Washington, May 19.—The ration
ing of Holland, Norway, Sweden,
Denmark, Switzerland and Spain was
discussed to-day at a conference at
the State Department between Brit
ish Secretary Balfour, Secretary Lan
sing, Secretary Kedfieid and British
and American trade experts. The
Helen thought rapi'!y.
"Couldn't you com', for just a
little while?" she qreried.
"Oh, X don't thin'. I could manage
it. Mr. Thurstor wanted me to
telephone you yesterday, but 1 did
want to come so much, and I
j thought surely I would be all right
I to-day. But I'm not all right. 1
| feel all right us long as 1 lie flat on
my back, but as soon as 1 sit up my
j head swims and 1 get faint and
! dizzy."
Helen, who had suffered for years
j with terrific sick headaches and
• had agonized over them more than
a little herself, felt that there was
| nothing more to be said. There
| was no mistaking the sincerity In
! Mrs. Thurston's voice and explana
| tion, but that did not make any
; thing easier for the afternoon.
Helen wished as she hung up that
! she had not planned to play herself
that afternoon, but to be left at the
i last moment with an unfinished
j table was maddening to say the
, least, and less than r.n hour before
' the party.
She went into her own room and
] dropped down on the bed. As she
! took down her hair und prepared to
dress she ran over rapidly in her
mind the different women who were
coming, but were not playing cards.
Could there be any one she might
press into service? No, there wasn't
a soul. Well, the only thing to be
done would be to explain the de
ficiency and to make the best of it,
but it did seem such a shame.
Suddenly Helen thought of War
ren. It was a wild idea, but how
perfectly splendid it would be if he
would come up and play. Of course,
though, there wasn't a chance of
persuading him. After the way he
had acted that morning, he would
never help her out of a hole. The
thought kept obtruding itself, how
ever, and finally, urged by she knew
riot what, she determined to call
him up.
His voice, with a hearty hello,
nerved her to ask him quickly and
she stammered out her plight and
her hasty request. "Of course, I
know it will be a bore, but ff you
would only help me out, Warren,
1 don't know what I wouldn't do to
j thank you."
It might have ben the uncon
scious longing in Helen's voice, or
it might have been the- idea of her
not being able to do without him,
but at any rate, after a moment's
hesitation, Warren returned geni
ally:
"All right, I'll do it. I'll be right
up."
"Warren, you darling!" Helen
I squealed delightedly, but the click '
■of the receiver told her that War
| ren had hung up. He might be do
■ ing her a favor, but he was not
game for any sentiment, it wasn't
his way.
(Watch for the next installment of
tills unique series.)
! necessity of limiting exports strictly
| to those countries, both to prevent
their finding their way into enemy
territory and to conserve every pos
sible ton of allied shipping for the
most essential work, was considered
in all phases.
A general understanding was
reached as to the complete partici
pation of the United States in the
rationing system already developed
by the allied nations. The detailed
working out of the agreements,
however, depends on the enactment
of legislation giving the President
power of embargo and gra'ntlng the
shipping board control over all car
go space.
MAY 19, 1917,
"The Insider"
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water
CHAPTER XM
I shall hever forget the trip up
to Hillcrest on that perfect after
noon in early June.
Riding in an automobile was still
i such a novelty to me that it was an
adventure to roll along the country
roads between ilelds studded with
wild flowers and through woods still
tender in color —not dark green, as
they would be later in the season.
We had crossed the line dividing
New York from Connecticut some
time back when the car came to a
stop. Brewster Norton looked out
to see what was the matter, but be
fore he could ask, the chauffeur had
started again, turning rather ab
ruptly toward a road at the right.
My companion called to him
"James! where are you going?
Keep to the main road."
"He can't, father," Tom called
back. "You see there's a detour
sign here. We can't go the usual
way."
James had stopped the automobile
again, pointing to the sign the boy
had mentioned. A look of annoy
ance had come to my employer's
face.
"Confound it!" he muttered. Then,
more loudly: "James, isn't there
some other way of getting home
than through this road to the
right?"
"No, sir, the man answered apolo
getically, "not unless you want to
go at least fifteen miles out of your
way, and then it would be over a
very bad bit of road. There's no
other way, sir—-as they're mending
the main road."
"It's an infernal nuisance," Mr.
Norton declared, "this habit they
have of repairing roads in the slim
mer. Why in thunder can't they do
that work in winter and spring be
| fore people want to make long runs
into the country?"
1 had seldom seen liim show so
much Irritation, and I could not un
derstand it. Tom looked grave, al
most sullen. He had jumped down
from the front seat to stretch his
legs, and now stood at the side of
the car.
A Dong Detour
"We'll have to go around byway
of Litchfield." he remarked dog
gedly, "and I don't see what's the
harm if we do. It's a lovely drive
around that way."
"I am not questioning the beauty
of the drive," his father said stern
ly. "Rut I wish to go direct to Hill
crest."
"Well, it can't be done!" Tom in
sisted, a touch of anger in his tone
as he took his seat again beside
; James. j
The sound of altercation had
aroused Grace and she struggled to
a sitting posture, rubbing her eyes
sleepily.
"Oh dear, I've missed lots of the
drive!" she complained. "I didn't
want to go to sleep."
Her father paid no attention to
her, but sat gloomily silent.
"Why did you let me go to sleep?"
the child whimpered, addressing me
reproachfully.
She was usually very sweet tem
pered and I realized that she was
cross now only because she was not
yet wide awake.
"We thought a nap would do you
good, dear," I explained. "You will |
feel better for it after a while. Xow
sit close to me and let's see all the
pretty flowers that we are passing."
"I did not want to go to sleep,"
she insisted peevishly.
Her father spoke sharply. "Re
quiet!" he commanded. "I won't
have any of your fretting! Under
stand that!"
The child shrank from him
startled, and the tears rushed to her
eyes. She lild her fare against my
shoulder and I could foel her slight
form shake with suppressed sobs.
1 pressed her close to me, and, when
her father did not notice, furtively
wiped away her tears and whispered
to her to be "my brave little girl."
Soon she was Tier gentle self once
more, but. an awkward silence had
descended upon us all. I leaned
•back in a comfortable seat and
wondered what had wrought this
change. Why should our having to
take one road instead of another
annoy my employer to such an ex
tent that he spoke with unwarrant
ed severity to his favorable child?
Anyway had Tom's manner shown
such intolerance of his father's irri
tation?
A Poor Question
After a while Grace was once
more prattling merrily, and I was
answering her. Rut Mr. Norton sel
dom spoke. His face had settled into
lines of gloomy Impassivity.
It was when he had gone in si
lence for some miles that an excla
mation from Grace roused him from
Ins brooding.
A sharp turn in the road brought
us close to a high iron fence sur
rounding a huge brick building.
"Oh, Daddy!.. Grace exclaimed.
"See that big house! Who lives
there. Daddy?"
Even where I sat I could feel the
man's sudden start. One of his
hands, lying on the outside of the
lap-robe, was clenched until the
knuckles were white. His /ace was
sterner than ever and he did not
cast a glance at the building in
question.
"Who lives there. Miss Dart?" the
child repeated, appealing to me. She
evidently attributed her father's si
lence to a lack of knowledge.
"I do not know." I said, looking
at the place which we had now al
most passed. "It has the appearance
ol' some public place—a hotel, or
something like that- —perhaps somt
sort of public home."
"Who lives there, Tom?" Grace
called, with a child's pertinacity.
Tom pretended not to hear, but I
saw a dark flush creep up above his
collar. Still he did not turn liis
head.
"Who lives" the child began
again, but her father checked her.
"13e quiet, Grace!" he ordered for
the second time within the hour. "I
suppose a great many people live
there. You must not ask so many
foolish questions!"
Then, as we turned another cor
ner, thus shutting off the view of
the house, he sank back Into his
corner, and I fancied that he drew a
deep breath of relief.
(To Be Continued.)
ENDORSE DAYLIGHT SAYING
By Associated Press
Washington, May 19. —The day
light saving plan was to-day en
dorsed by the Senate Interstate
Commerce Committee, which order
ed reported the bill of Senator
Calder of New York providing that
clocks shall be moved ahead one
hour during the summer months.
ITALY TAKES 0,182 PRISONERS
By Associated Press
Rome, May 19, via London.
Austro - Hungarian prisoners taken
by the Italians in their offensive on
the Julipn front are known to num
ber 6.432, says the official statement
issued to-day by the Italian war
office.
NEW MILITARY INSTRUCTOR
Green Bay, Wis., May 19.—Corp
A. B. Hoffman, pitcher and man
ager of the United States Army all
star baseball team in 1914 and 1915,
was notified to-day of his promotion
to the rank of sergeant and trans
fer to Boston as military instructor
of the Boston American League
team.
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the larger cities and be
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from ten days to two
weeks when you can have
them done just as well in
Harrisburg in half the
time?
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