THE CITIZEN, WEDNESDAY, NOV. 10, 1009.
9
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PAID IN
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Novelized From Eugene
Walter's Great Play
. . . By . . .
JOHN W. HARDING
I Copyright. 1908, by G. W. Dillingham Co.
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CHAPTER IV.
THERE was n knock, tho un
latched door opened, nnd James
Smith walked in.
"Anybody nt homer ho de
manded briskly.
"Not n solitary living soul," Enimn
assured him. "Come In."
"Hello, Joe! You n dend one, too?"
ho said.
"Almost" replied Hrooks, brighten
ing up a Ilttlo in spite of himself un
der the influence of his friend's good
nntured smile nnd cheerlnoss that pos
itively cmnnntcd from blm. "Just
come up?"
"Yep, und I reckon in about time to
help," he Bald, glancing at the crock
cry on tho tnblo.
"Just In time," assented Emma,
whose drooping spirits also began to
rise under tho diversion caused bjr his
ndvent. "But first csplaln what you
mean by not coming to dinner,"
"I couldn't come, reully. I tried my
best, but I hnd to attend to such a lot
of business that couldn't bo put off
that I wns nnnblo to get hero In time.
I hopo you didn't wait long for me.
I'm awfully sorry."
"You look it-I don't think," she
scolded. "Go on; get busy If you're
going tol"
"All right," ho answered, taking up
a small pUo of cupe and saucers Try
gingerly. "Where do these go? If
you left it to mo, like as not I'd bo
putting a soup plato behind the door
and slip a broom Into the stdsboasd."
"They go right In hero."
He stopped on tho way to tba stde
bonrd and turned to Brooks.
"Seen the latest extra, Jor be In
quired. "The Orinoco wasn't hardly
scratched getttng out of Rio Janeiro."
"You dont say!"
"Kind o' scraped ovec the bar. Shell
only be a day late now."
"Do be careful with thorn caps, Jlm
87," admonished Emm. Ttteyfre
china."
"Don't you suppose I know ttsatT'
"1 mean real china," she empha
sized. "All china and Chinamen look alike
to me. Here's the paper, Joe. You'll
find all about the Orinoco on the In
side page."
He draw It from his pocket, and as
he did so one of tho cups balanced on
the saucers slipped off and smashed to
bits on the carpet.
"Now, Jlmsy, you certainly are going
to get It," commented Jo, rising and
taking the paper extended to him.
Smith looked oppoollnfily at bis
hostess.
"Jlmsy," saa ehldod, awarning an
expression of mock gravity, "how
could you my very beat Sunday go to
meeting china! How could you!"
"Not how could I how did IT" ho
corrected, stooping and picking up tho
pieces. "You know, Emma, rre hnd
butter fingers ever since I was a Ilttlo
shaver, and I guess I always will
have In business and everything else."
"Why, how do you meant"
"I've been clumsy all my life, that's
all. Everything I've over had in my
bands that was worth much I've gen
erally let slip and fall. Out in Colo
rado when I was a kid around Load-
vllle they used to say tnat I suro
would turn out to be a sawed off nnd
hammered down, good for nothing
man. So you see the way things havo
turned out. I've broken about even
with thnt prophecy."
"How broken even?"
"Taking their sido for tho book, I
win the first bet and lose tho second.
There nln't nothing sawed off nnd
hammered down about mo, is thero?"
"I should say not," sho said, with n
merry laugh. "You've been pulled out
like n piece of taffy."
"Then I win. but it waa In doubt
quite some time. Never really did
start to grow until I was fifteen, and
then I just eased out Into my present
altitude. But tho second proposition
that good for nothing bet I guess they
win."
"Nonsense, Jlmsy. now can you say
such n thing? You're good for a whole
lot."
"Emma," ho declared solemnly,
"there have been moments of financial
stringency when that declaration seem
ed to be open to doubt"
"Jlmsy, you'ro an Idiot!" sho laugh
ed. "Discovered!" he avowed, bowing
ceremoniously.
Brooks, who had been reading tho
paper, threw It down angrily.
"D n him!" ho growled.
"Joe!" exclaimed his wifo reproach
fully. "D-n who?" inquired Smith.
"Why, Williams," bo replied.
"Lots have done that" said the su
perintendent. "But whafs tho matter
now, Joe?"
"His luck," went on Brooks. "The
Orinoco Isn't scratched. If any one
else owned a ship and she got into a
muss like that the chances are a hun
dred to ono that she'd have foundered
been a complete loss."
"That's right," assented Smith.
"But Williams ho don't lose her. He
couldn't"
"I nbonld think vmi'A ba a)aA." ra.
marked Emma. "Sho's a brnnd new
ship, isn't she?"
"No, I'm not glad," he declared fu
riously, rising nnd walking about tho
room. "I'm tired of him, of hie rot
ten old stoaniehlp line, of nil of It
you hear? Of all of It."
"Joe, please!" sho protested. "You
know I"
"I know you'vo slaved and bore with
me long enough! Hero I nm handling
all the money of that line, ain't that
so, Jlmsy?"
"That's right," admitted tho latter.
"But what's the matter?"
"Matter? Isn't It matter enough that
I should do all this for a mean, miiera
ble living? I suffer nnd work, and
work and suffer, for that nnsty, nig
gardly salary nnd this beast, this wild
animal of a Williams, keeps us all
starving yes, stnrvlng! Don't I de
serve something a little better? Do
you know what I could do? I could
steal thousands, nnd no one would
ever know It!"
"Joe!" she cjaculntcd, greatly shock
ed. "Oh, I'm not going to do it; but, with
all this responsibility, when I ask for
money I don't get It not n dollar. You
do, Jlmsy; you're slnglo nnd you can
quit And then Williams what does
he do? Comes nround hero to my
wife with my mother-in-law dn him
nnd rubs It in."
Emma looked at him pleftdtngry.
"Joo, you mustn't Oaptam WlUVams
moans well, but"
lie turned upon her savagely.
"Thafs it ho meana well. He
meant well when be was a Booth Pa
cific trader, no monnt well wnea be
trcatvd hU crew Itko dogs. He meant
well when he'd kill a sailor wtth ns
much thought oa n spider kills a fly.
He mraut well when be c boated na
tives, murdered men, smuggled China
men Into this country, sunk veoatta
for insurance. He nvcant well when
he came cast, bought tba Latin-American
company and put your father out
of business, and now now that he
has hin money, hla millions maybe, be
moans well when he refuses to give
his men a fair shave of what they pro
duce. Means wetl? Yea, be floes
rw"
"Joo, are you eraoy?" demanded hla
wife, alarmed and. a llttte anry at his
outburst.
Well, there's a whots lot of truth
in what Joe says," pot in Smith con
dllatingry. "Yo see, mutatm did
start out as a captain of a eoota Pa
cific trader, but, like most of them
fellows, I Dm a bole a seod daal
more than he traded. He had tfce rtp
otattaa of being the strongest ssen on
the eceet or In tbe tropica eerrifl bseek
man's arm with t roach ease as
you'd snap a straw. He" harsh, Wil
liams Is harsh ! When he came east
he got control of the Latin-American.
He loved money, and he got it most
any way he could. Yes, Joe ought to
have more, thafs suro. He ought to
have more."
"You know I should, went on
Brooks, somewhat mollified by his
friend's acquiescence nnd support and
drawing a bulky pocketbook from the
Inside pocket of his waistcoat Tva
got control of nU the money of the
compnny. Thafs my Job. Why, here,
this alone Is the afternoon collections,
too late to put in the safe, nearly
3,000, more than twice tis mueh tia I
get in n year. I could take K all and
then not be caught or at least not for
months, but"
"Why, Joe, I'm surprised!" his wife
broke in.
"Of course Joo wouldn't tahe a cent
that don't belong to htm," sold Smith
"I know that. Williams does too. So
I guess he figures him safe and don't
sec tho least bit of uso in paying blm
more."
"But I won't stand It!" Brooks de
clared, waxing wroth again and fling
ing himself In his chair. "Why do you
get raises, Jlmsy? You vo been ad
vanced time nnd tlmo again."
"Lord, I don't know," he replied. "I
just tell tho old fellow that I caieulato
I'm worth more money. 'Co mo across
or we separate,' I say, and so far he';
always come."
"I wns bo glad to hear of your last
good luck," remarked Emma sincerely.
A look of regret came over Smith's
face.
"I only wish Joo had got It instead
of me," he said.
Brooks Jumped to his feet.
"You don't need to wish that,
Smith," he cried excitedly. "I'm no
object of charity no, I ain't. And
you're like all the rest of tbe capital
istic crowd grind, grind, grind. Woll,
look out, there's going to be a smtshup
you understand? A smashup, and you
all go millionaires, toadies and well,
thafs all I've got to say."
ne snatched his hat from a hook In
the hall nnd went out without another
word, slamming tho front door behind
him so heavily that the glasses on the
sideboard rattled.
Emma gazed at Smith In blank dis
may. "I can't understand Joe," she said,
shaking her head In worry nnd per
plexity, "ne's growing so morose and
discontented."
"It's funny, ain't it" observed Smith
reflectively. "Joe's Just rushed out,
filled up to the throat with anarchy,
socialism, smashups and all that stuff,
almost ready to throw a bomb."
"Nonsense!"
"He Is, yet If Williams had raised
him today $10 a week be would have
been a firm believer In capital and the
way it works."
She sighed, took n seat opposite to
hlra at the table and with great ear
nestness started in to question him.
"Jlmsy," sho began, "tell mo honest
lywhy doesn't Joo get on?"
"I really don't know," he averred.
"I'm afraid you do," Emma insisted.
"Honest, I don't, Tvo been so busy
getting along myself that I haven't
pojd much attention to any ono else,"
He paused nnd gazed up nt tho cell
ing, engrossed In thought
"You know, Emma," ho went on sud
denly, turning toward her, "this get
ting along business Is n funny game.
Such a lot depends on what a man
means when ho gets along. Some get
along when they have got a lot of
money, some when they havo n wife
nnd a homo nnd a bunch of kids, some
when they are able to pick pockets
and fool tho coppers. Getting along
nnd why you do or why you don't de
pends a good deal on where you wnnt
to get."
And you, Jlmsy?' she questioned.
"nave you been getting along?"
Oil, yes, I guess so. I nln't got a
whole lot to kick about; perhaps n lit
tle loss, maybo a Ilttlo more, than Joe.
But tho great Idea Is not to get sore.
Joe's nil right. Maybo he's Just being
prepared for n better living. When It
comes he'll appreciate it more."
"Somehow I don't seem to under
stand him ns I used to," she confessed.
"There's been a change thnt worries
me that worries me greatly."
Three sharp rings of tho bell put an
end to further conversation, nnd sho
rose, disappointed, nnd pushed the but
ton. "Thafs mother's ring," she snld.
"Please help mo to bring some chntrs
from the parlor. We can't go there be
cause everything's covered up and In
disorder. They're papering the room.
shouldn't wonder if Captain Wll-
llnms were with them. He takes
mamma nnd Beth out In his new auto
nnd has brought them nround hero i
quite frequently of late." '
"Does he ever tako you for n rido?"
"Ho asks mo to go, but I won't" !
"Why not?" i
"Thafs Just what I enn't toll. There ,
is something about the man thnt is
repulsive ho looks at me so strange
ly. And then I know Just how ho lws
treated Joe, and"
"And what?"
"I don't like him that's all."
"Thafs enough, It seems to me.
After all, I guess be figures all to the '
bnd with women decent women." i
"Mamma and Both like him."
"Well, your mother never did shine '
up to mo more'n the law allowed, nnd I
as for Beth, she's a nice enough, girl, '
but her education hurts her, I think."
"Hush! Here they are." I
And the little woman hurried into I
tho hall to open the door for them.
CHAPTER V.
w
HEN broad minded Mrs.
Brooks observed to her
husband that she did not
understand her mother
any more than her mother understood
her she had expressed exactly tba
mental relation in which they stood
toward each other. Mrs. Harris was
one of those women occasionally to bo
met with who continue to treat their
grownup sons, and especially their
grownup daughters, as children and
feel It Incumbent upon them nay, con
sider It their bounden duty to inter
fere with advice and comment in the
natural progress of domestic sophis
tication of their young wedded off
spring. Moreover, sho wns a woman
wholly lacking in tact and depth of
mind and possessed to an exaggerated
degree that "qulcksnnd of reason,"
vanity.
Mrs. Harris nnd Miss Beth Harris
wero out for n ride with Cnptaln Wil
liams, who accompanied them, and nil
wero In automobile tenue. Her mother
and sister greeted Emma effusively.
Their escort extended his hand, but
Mrs. Brooks was too much occupied
for once in responding to her parenf s
embraces to notice It. He stalked in
with rude familiarity without remov
ing his automobile cap, upon which he
had pushed up his goggles nnd found
himself fnce to face with Smith.
"Hello! You hero?" he said by way
of greeting, greatly surprised to see
his superintendent there on that above
all nights.
"Ya-as," replied Jlmsy. "I'm here
again."
"Ought to take a berth here," grunt
ed his employer, looking round for the
most comfortable chair and Installing
himself In it. "You're nlways nround."
"Much as posslblo," admitted Smith
tranquilly, remaining standing, "now
do vou find vour new enr?"
"Good enough. Cost $5,000-ought to
be good ought to be."
Mrs. Harris nnd Beth bustled in.
throwing open their automobile coats
n ! fusil noiirr MAmr l n ttantw n rtnirn
that contrasted strangely with Emma's
poor little cotton frock.
"Why, good evening, Jlmsy!" cried
Mrs. Harris. "Where's Joe?"
"Gone out for a walk, I guess," he
answered. "Howdy, Beth?"
"Very well, thank you, Mr. Smith,"
responded that young person some
what frigidly.
"Mr. Smith?" he echoed, looking at
her curiously.
The girl raised her eyebrows and af
fected surprise.
"Isn't that right?" she inquired.
"Yes Smith is the name," he replied.
"It ain't that I've forgot It no only
to remind you that the first one Jlm
sy ain't been changed."
"No, dearie; Jlmsy wouldn't know
whnt it meant to be mistered," ob
served Mrs. Harris with an intonation
of disdain.
"Me neither," put in Williams, "but
a man's got to get used to It"
"nave you got used to it captain?"
asked Emma.
"Yes and no. I never had it given to
mo until I came east always used to
be Cap'n Bill or something on that or
derbut with eastern airs nnd a bit
of prosperity your old ways havo got
to change."
Mrs. Harris had been gazing about
her dcprecatlngly. She wanted to
know why they should stay in tbe din
ing room. Emma explained that they
bad succeeded in inducing the Janitor
to have the sitting room papered nnd
that it wns all upset.
"This ain't bad," commented Captain
Williams. "It's real cozy, and you can
see a woman's had a hand in the ar
rangement" "But it's a little bit of a stuffy four
roomed flat" objected Beth, turning
"Hello! You hcref
up her pretty noso. "Really, I should
(He in ono.
"Well, Both," remarked Smith, with
his quiet drawl, "you never can tell.
Maybe you will."
Beth made a grimace.
"I would, If I hnd to do my own
work, washing dishes ugh!"
"I don't sec how Emma stands it1
declared Mrs. Harris. "If s Just drudg-
cry!"
"Well, mother, please remember ifs
Emma who doc stand It after all," ro
torted thnt little woman patiently, "so
please, please, don't you mind."
"I think it's a great Ilttlo nook, Mrs.
Brooks," opined Williams.
"Thank you, captain," sbe said grnte-
fully.
"And fixed up nlco nnd comfortable.
Can't Bay as anything looks cheap."
"Thank you again. Perhaps it Isn't"
"You know, captnin, you alnt the
only ono who's found out the secret
of making a dollar produce 500 cents,"
said Stnlth, with his whimsical smile.
"Has he done that?" Inquired Mrs.
Harris, affecting surprise and admira
tion.
"Figuratively speaking, I presume?"
chimed in Beth primly.
"I always thought 500 was figura
tively speaking," said Smith.
Captain Williams had produced bis
pipe, filled it and lighted It without
asking permission.
"Smith says I'm close. I'm not!" he
declared. "To me business is busi
ness. If I've got money nobody gave
it to me. I earned what I earned, nnd
then I made that earn more."
"You sure ain't given It no vaca
tions, cnptaln," commented his super
intendent dryly.
"And thafs right" affirmed Mrs
Harris with some heat "I believe lb
men getting money. Mr. Harris was
one of those soft hearted men who
never made tho best of his opportuni
ties always trying to bo fair and
square with other men, and what
thanks did he get?"
"Mother, please!" remonstrated Era-
ma.
"It's true," went on her parent. "If
ho hadn't been that way, Emma, do
you suppose you'd be here doing your
own work?"
"Mother, I Insist you must not"-
"Mother Is perfectly right," Inter
rupted Beth. "Emma, you don't de
serve this kind of n life."
"But have I complained?" demanded
Mrs. Brooks desperately. "Why do
you say such things?"
"Because I've got myself to think
of," snapped her mother. "You'ro
wasting yourself tied up to the house
nil the time nnd everybody all my
' friends know just how you'ro fixed,
You're never invited anywhere nny
more."
"Completely forgotten," said Beth.
Brooks, who hnd let himself In si
i lcntlJ" and unobserved, stood in tho
hall Irresolutely, watching them and
listening to the conversation.
"Please don't," entreated Emma
greatly distressed. "Ifs my nffalr, nnd,
besides, before people"
"You might say tho captain's almost
one of the family since your father
died," put In her mother. "I knew
you should never hnvo married Joo
that ho couldn't tako care of you tho
way he ought."
"It's too late now," said Beth, shrug
ging her shoulders. "Captain, don'
you think Emmn should have more?"
"Well, Mrs. Brooks must know her
own mind," ho replied. "Your father
when ho worked for me nlways had a
way of his own. But It does seem ns
If she should nt least have a hired
girl and moro than four rooms to a
flat, but"
Brooks strode Into tho room, livid
with passion, goaded to a white heat
of fury, reckless of everything, mur
dor In his heart, and, hurling his hat
to tho floor, faced tho compnny.
"It does seem so, does it?" he fairly
hlssod, going- over to his employer,
"I'm glad you think so. And why
hasn't she? Will you tell me that?
Speak! Will you tell me that? I'll tell
you why, you slave driver!"
Mrs. Harris and Beth Bat speechless
and pale, but Smith rose.
"Steady, Joo, boy!" ho admonished.
Emma had hurried to her husband
and grasped bis arm.
"Oh, Joe, dont!" sho implored. "Vou
don'f-
ne flung her roughly from him.
"Let mo nlone!" he shouted nnd turn
ed to Wllllnms ngnln, quivering with
rage. "Do you know why she hasn't?"
he continued. "Well, I'll tell you all.
It's becnuso this man nln't on tho
squaro. He began by cheating and
murdering niggers who worked for
him aboard his rotten trading ships.
Then, nfter he got through with the
belaying pin, nfter he got his money,
ho picked up the salary list for n club,
and he's murdered and wounded and
maimed with that. You see my wife
bore? She's only ono of hundreds, and
sho suffers. It is too bad sho married
me. It is too bad thnt she's got to do
her own work. It is too bad t hat she's
got to wash nnd scrub nnd sweat In
the heat, but that man's to blame. If
you gave mo a fair slinre of whut 1
produce, If you didn't grind down, op
press and pinch, she wouldn't have to.
I've worked for you five years, hard,
honest, nnd all the time you've been
grinding me down, down, nnd thou
sands of others, thousands. You know,
all of you know my mother-in-law
nnd smart slstcr-ln-law know you've
piled up your money on tho blood and
sweat and misery of others. That's
the kind of n man you arc, nnd you
might as well know It"
Captain Williams had listened to this
denunciation at first In utter amaze
ment. Then his shnggy eyebrows had
knitted together, and his little eyes
had narrowed to slits, whllo the blood
bad spread over his face In a deep
glow through the veins that swelled
out like cords on his neck and throat.
"There ain't no ono ever said them
things to me nnd got away with it,"
he thundered, clinching his fistB and
gathering nil his tremendous strength
as be rose to crush his accuser.
Mrs. Harris and Beth sprang up in
great alarm, and at the captain's ter
rifying voice nnd his ferocious ns-
pect Brooks shrank back. Smith stood
Impassive, but watching Williams, to
ward whom ha had been edging.
Emma hod stepped quickly between
tho captain and Iter husband.
Please please, captain for my.
sake," sho pleaded.
"I don't care let him come on,"
cried Brooks doggedly, but his voice
faltering.
Williams gazed at the sweet frail
woman standing impwnngry before
him, and as he gazed his muscles grad
ually relaxed, tho wrath faded from
his ejes, and finally the corners of his
mouth twitched In a faint smile.
"All right, Mrs. Brooks," he said
gently. "I almost forgot where I was. ,
I apologias."
Smith, his hands in his pockets, J.
moved away across the room.
"Joe, yon know Ifs your home our
home," expostulated his wife.
"I I forgot. Excuse me," he mut
tered sulkily, looking ashamed.
Smith spoke up, his winning smile
lighting his face:
"You know, it's been an all fired hot
day just the kind of weather when
about every mothers son is on edge.
Now, Joe, he slipped a cog, and that
Bort of put the whole confounded ma
chine out of gear, including the cap
tain. But now, you see, It's Just all
forgotten."
"Possibly. As far ns I'm concerned
I must be going," declared Mrs. Har
ris coldly.
"Indeed, yes!" chirped Beth.
Brooks now, his rage having spent
Itself and his bravado fizzled out, was
nlmost crying.
"I I" he began.
But the words choked In his throat,
and, picking up his hat, he hastened
out of the room nnd the flat.
Will you plcaso tako us nway, cap
tain?" requested Mrs. Harris.
Just u moment" ho said. "Mrs.
Brooks, I'm almighty sorry about
what happened just now."
'I I'd rather you wouldn't speak of
if she told him.
Terhaps I havo been a little hard,"
he said earnestly and apologetically.
I want you all to understand that
"Please please, captain for my salec,'
she pleaded.
I've lived a hard life with hard peo
pie. Since tho day I shipped before
tho mast in a north Pacific scaler
learned whnt n cuff nnd n blow wns;
what rotten grub, tho scurvy nnd all
them things meant and I knew that
tho only thlug between them things
nnd comfort, decency and the respect
of folks was money. I started to get
money, and maybo I have been a lit
tlo hard just a Ilttlo hard."
"No one would call you easy, cap
tain," agreed Smith.
"Anyway, Mrs. Brooks," continued
Williams, "Joe keeps his job, nnd It
nln't going to make a bit of difference
between us."
"Not the least?" sho nsked, with
wonder.
"Certainly not," said Mrs. narris.
"Joo," declared Beth languidly, "wns
absurd. Ho quite bores mo."
Smith smiled at her nnd Injected a
good deal of Irony Into his tone as he
said:
'Yes, you looked ns if something
wns wrong, Beth."
The captain approached Mrs. Brooks
with an attempt nt gallantry that wns
elephantine and grotesque and seized
her hand, which she suffered to re
main limply In his clasp.
"Well, Mrs. Brooks," ho said, "if
It's nil squared you will como riding
with us, won't you?"
"Not tonight. You will excuse me,"
she replied.
"Certainly," he assured her, warmly
shaking her hand as though It were a
pump handle. "Good night."
"Good night," sho answered.
Then she ndvnnccd to receive the
parting kisses of her mother and sis
ter, which were n good deal less cor
dial than those with which they had,
greeted her on their arrival. Their
osculatory reserves seemed to havo
been kept In cold storage during the
Interval.
Tho fnct that In the engrossing cere
mony of leave taking with Mrs. Brooks
everybody forgot to bo polite enough
to say good night to Smith did not
rulllo his equanimity in the least
to BE COITTIKUED.
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AafltUonal trains learo Caroondale tor MT
Hold Yard at 5.60 a. m. dally, and 6.38 p m Wty
except Sunday. Additional trains levn Mat
nejd Yard lor Cartiondale 6 88 a m dally aadSM
p. tn. dally except Sunday,
I. O. Ahoiihow, J. K. Wblii,
Trafflo Manager, Tiweiutg Asm,
U B&Tr BU, New York, Scran ton, Fv
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ADDS IN THE CITIZEN
ALWAYS BRING RESUME.