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THE EVENING WORLD'S COMPLETE NOVELETTE
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CYRUS HOOPER, member of Congress, a man who tried to see
Pie right and fought for it.
GENEVA HOOPER, his wife and helpmate, who shared her
husband's beliefs and ambitions to the limit.
RYERSON, a State boss, whose opposition to Hooper rccog
fiired no bounds of decency, determined to put over a deal that
Hooper thought dishonorable.
TILLIE FLETCHER, one of the instruments chosen by Ryet
n for the deeds of darkness his course made necessary.
SENATOR T1TC0MB, who came near to being a tool for
CONGRESSMAN BRUSH, also used by Rycrson in his fight,
HERE Is only one
ton, and him It
Is ever a privi
lege to know.
Even at the
times when ho
his written and
spokon word on
la reBpected as
world over, he is etlll a Real Person,
and as human as they're made. But
when he dives Into tho past and ual
ages the pletureaquo days of his
youth and poverty then, then is he
the Joy af all good listeners.
We had been talking Idly of the
changes of recent years, and some one
risked him, curiously, whether or not
ho woo an advocate of women In
And then he told us this story:
All I've got now I'd exchange on
tho Instant to live over again tho time
when I was scrambling through my
law courses, living on two meals a
day. Tho queer part of It wus that
I thought It was fun even then.
But once pneumonia got me, and I
Was taken to a hospital. My real
ordeal began when I was discharged
as cured, too weak to do more tnan
stagger along, without a cent in my
pocket and hardly a friend In the
city. I went nut Into a November
sleet storm and, after I'd dragged
myself a block or two, fell uncon
eclous on the street.
I dropped down on the very steps
of Cyrus Hooper's house, and Mrs.
Cyrus came out and found me. A
beautiful, big red-headed woman aho
was, with a heart as big and as open
as the plains of her native State. Sho
Vlcked me up herself I didn't weigh
very much after pneumonia and she
carried me Into the house and put me
down on a sofa, wrapped me in
blankets and tried to give me some
thing hot to drtuk.
When I camo to, there the was,
lsaning over me. "You poor kid," she
Bald. "Lie still. Don't try to talk."
Then I heard her speaking to some
ono In tho room. "Cy," she said, "I
Just wish you'd look at this boy I
found fallen down In front of the
Houso. I've sent for the doctor- I
ion't know what's the matter with
him, but he looks half starved and
lck enough to be In bed."
"My good Geneva," a man's volco
answered, "you don't know but he's
cot the smallpox."
"Hehasn't got the smallpox." she
imawtAd, with a sort of laugh in her
voice, "because if he had, he'd bo
She camo to my side and I raan
nged to gasp out that I'd Just como
from a hospital, where I'd had pneu
monia, and that I'd be all rlht in a
"There now, Cy," sho said tri
umphantly, "you see he haau't got
tho smallpox. He's wasted away to
skin and bone, the poor boy. Here,
slip an arm under his head and we'll
carry Mm upstairs."
I can hear her . oico yet -dejp and
warm, ulth a sort of sweet resonance
in It, Hko tho murmur Inside a violin
when tho strings are touched very
She and Cyrus carried me upitalrs
and put mo to bed, and I stayed right
there for a week. Mrs. Hooper nursed
jiio and found out everything about
me past, present nnd future. Natur
ally, as soon as I was veil enough, sho
took my life In haul and arranged It
I vua to stay right there, II: her
li.jii.se, nnd be Cy's private secretary
when I wasn't working at my utudlca.
1 could help Junior In some of tho
ntudies v hick he found hardest. I waa
o oomp;' a little room In the third
'torv of their llttlo cramped house,
itnd I was to huvo all my mcalo Mlth
I didn't resist her, not for a mo
ment, for my bout with lllne?o had
frlkiiu uetl mo. J made all sorts ot
jfuo-1 iiuiulutlomi about how I'd buckli
town to my studies and what I'd do
for tl.c- woman who'd rescued mo from
.leatli, or worse.
BUT 1 ni forgetting Cyrus, and
why ho needed a private secre
tary. It wan his nrst term In
i Congress and ho was actually living on
Ills salary and voting as his conscience
old him. He had brains a brain
with an edge to it.
Good old big Cy Hooper! Every
one knows him now. Congressman
throe terras, Governor, Senator two
terms he Just missed the nomination
The Hoopers had a little house on
ua obscure Btreet, and there they
made a real home. Of course, they
were nobody, but thty wero glad of
Okneva had that cl:&? skis that
The Female of the iSiecies vsIhe Predatory Male.
IN THE STORY.
now and then comes with red hair
that creamy, delicious color that
makes a beautiful red-headed woman
more beautiful than any other. Her
Hps wero very red and her eyes wero
brown. I could rave on about her for
hours. There nover was any one llkt
her. She waa Impulsive and gener
ous, yet level-headed. Sho wan inter
ested In every new reform movement
She knew the whole gamo of politics
through and through, as well as Cy
rus did, yet she was what Is called a
home woman, and what a cook! Old
fashioned things, you know, that no
body ever hears of nowadays.
Well, the reason why Cyrus needed
the services of a secretary was this:
Quite contrary to the. usual prece
dent, he had been appointed to two
committees, one very important and
desirable Public Lands for a West
ern man, that Is, and one fairly so
Mines and Mining. This brought
Cyrus Into the limelight, and natu
rally his work Increased with his Im
portance. He was not fooled by It.
howover. Ho was a cautious man
and shrewd, besides which, n had
been more or less In State politics all
He and Geneva talked It over, as
they talked over everything.
"There's something fishy about It,"
said Cyrus, "but as yet I haven't been
ablo to find out what It Is. It'll do
velop sooner or later."
"Probably sooner," said Geneva.
"In the mean time, you've got a
chance to make yourself known and
felt. Cy, It must be Ryorson Public
Lands and Mines, you know. Oh,
Isn't It Infamous that a man llko him
Bhould have his dirty paws on a blp.
glorious State like ours, and to think
that he believes that you will play his
game for him."
"Easy, Gen," cautioned Hooper.
"He's got no reason to think that
I'm anything but an organization
man. If he thought differently well,
I wouldn't bo here In Washington
you know that."
"You've never fought him 'because
you've never had to," she replied.
"But that doesn't meun that you
won't when you have to. Now, does
"You know It doesn't," said he,
"That's the worst of politics," sho
mused. "You've got to work with
such abominable tools to got any
where or anything."
"It's not only the worst of politics,"
said Hooper, "It's tho wor.t of life.
But wo're here to give Rycrson an
awful run for his money when ho
shows his hand. And then I'm going
back home and make my next cam
paign on a clean platform. And I'll
1U.T vau the first omveitatlou
that M me r.ee whero they
jtood, and tl.o thing about It
that Interested mo roost, youngster
that I was, nas that they didn't fool
themselves about anything they
knew their possibilities and their
difficulties, and there was no great
man bunk lurking In tho mind of
either of them. That's the kind that
goes far mark my words. That's the
kind of Americana wo ought to breed
and don't, always.
Ryerfcou I'd hitherto known about
only vaguely. He was a State boss ot
the old type. He played a long, wait
ing game, and he had a certain fero
cious elemental strength that most
men shrank from combating. A
grlrzly bear sort of man, morose, vio.
lent, always on the defensive, and as
cunning as a grizzly when ho at
tacked. Gathering all this about RyerBon,
and desperately grateful to Geneva
Hooper, you can Imagine with what
partisan ardor I threw myself into ths
cause of Cyrus Hooper. I m.s his
slavo, his pack-horse in bo for aa
he'd let me Lo. Nothing waa too
much, nothing too difficult. o'.l
Tammas Carlyle knew what ho was
talking about when he said that
"Great men, taken up In any way,
are protltublo company." Hooper
was a great man In many ways, and
knowing him and making htm my
hero, I steadied mysolf to work and
Btudy and decent living aa nothing
else had ever steadied me.
Thore waa plonty of work for me,
too, for the appointment to the two
committees made Hooper a man much
talked of, and a man much In demand
by all the various party Interests. His
appointment nerved notice on the
world that person Intended that he
should be re-elected, and that he was
to be reckoned w Ith In u big way. His
future was made If he went right.
Right meant Ryerson's way. Very few
people suspected Hooper of deter
mined, powerful honesty, and most of
them would not have trusted him so
much If they had suspected hlra of it.
Cyrus made no parade of his Inner
sslf. He wer.t his way, cautiously and
decently, as he always had done, and
"ry caan'.!;-. Xzi, ta ;h rr.aa liaii,
ho and Geneva and I and Junior a
nice boy the youngster was lived In
the little, unfashionable, home-llko
home In the wllda of Washington. I
had a desk and a docrepld old type
writer In tho back parlor and that
was Hooper's office.
I WAS Bitting there pounding away
one day when the door opened and
Hooper came home from a session
at the House. Through my work 1
got the feeling that there waa chained
lightning In the room. The place was
filled up with beating waves of vio
lent human anger and combatlvenes.
My hands dropped off the keys and I
looked up to see Hooper' face, torn
ana ravaged ly ah the emotions wtti.
which he had bo electrically charged
the room, and yet ImplaoaMy still an.',
act. Ho Just stood there a minuto or
two, and then he lifted his head and
called "Geneva" and though ho
didn't call loud, it went all through
Sho camo downstairs Instantly. Sho
didn't even stop to lay down her Bew
ing, but carried it In lioi1 hands, a
piece of red stuff, like blood and sho
held It clasped to her breast In a
"Yes yes what is It?" sho calUd.
Hooper bat down nuddenly, as
though the mere sight of her had re
laxed all his tension. "Tho flght'H on,
Uen," lit" said, "Ryprt-on's here."
"Oh h," sho said, and that warm,
rippling voice o' here fairly slghnd
with lellef, "RYKKSUN": I thought
you had hurt youiself or were nick."
She lgan calmly to hunt for her
needle In thnt piece of red sening
stuff. Women are wonderful, say
what you will.
"I expect I'll be sick enough before
the thing's ovor," he said, grimly;
but he relaxed too.
"Tel! me nlout It," she said, drop
ping down on thi! tofa beside him.
"When did ho coin-iV"
"This morning," said Hooper. "Ho
had a Tension with Senator Tltcomb
and another with Brush Chairman of
the Public Lands Committee and
then ho came after me. He's up to
bigger game than I thought."
"What is It?" Geneva's Jlpa tight
ened. "It's tho whole of the Ulfland Hills
district," said Hooper. "He's got It
all sevied up in a sack, ready to cairj'
off. The commlttft) l.as merely to re
port favorably on his bill and ho'U
have the wi.ol thing 60,000 ncres."
"But, Cy," she Interposed, "ho
can't get the part whero tho settlers
"That's the diabolical part of It,
hony," said Cj . "Not ono of thosu
folks has got a clear title. They don't
own their own homes that they'vu
literally made, bit by bit, any more
than you own tho middle of tho
street out there. Ryerson's found
that thero are good mining prospects
there, and so he's asking Uncle Sam
to turn out thlH little Land of pioneers
and give tho lands to him. The pre
liminaries are all framed up. Tho
way's been greased In the House, and
I dare say In the Senate, since that
old gray rat, Tltcomb, Is In It."
"What are you going to do?"
asked Geneva, but I knew she asked
only for tho Joy of hearing him say H.
"I'm going to fight Ryerson every
Inch of tho way, in the committee, in
the House, in the papers, and In the
State," he vowed. "If he licks mo,
I'm done. I might as well leave the
State. Yes, and I WILL leave tho
State If tkunk l:ice that c.n rule
It. But It's going t5 be one grand
"At.U you'ie golnz tj win," su'.i
'Tm not afraid for myself," Bald
Hooper. "He can't got anything on
"What are you afraid of then 7"
"Oh, I don't know It's intangible.
But when you're after a man like
Ryorson, you don't go Into a decent,
straightforward, stand-up and knock
down tight. You fight slime and
".lioness and unspeakable things. If
he docs anything either to you or
"JUNIOR!" said Geneva., and every
protecting mother that ovor lived, hu
man or beast, was In her voice and lh
her eyes. "Let hlra daro to try, to
Hooper gave his big shoulders a
little Bhakc. "Oh, well," he said,
"we're probably getting all wrought
up over nothing. Anyway, you hnow
what I'm going to do."
"I knew you'd nover do anything
else," said Geneva. So proud. So
THAT was tho prelude to the
Homeric battle of Ryerson and
Hooper. Cyrus fought tho boss
In committee; he fought him In tho
House; he fought him in the paper,
and he fought him In hlM home Kt-.'' .
If ho had b en a prominent innn in
the public t-yo before, you can Juil'
how much ho was In It now. H w.ut
a dull day that there nasn't a cordon
of reporters bitting In tho back parlor
and crowding my typewriting ma
chine, and Cyrus and me In tho mid
dle of It, giving out atuff at tho vato
of a mile a minute.
He had some unexpected apwlstance.
too. Another Congressman from h'i
own State developed a little backboi.
and gave Cyrun moral support ai."!
some real aid locally back home, and
both koto more than wclcomo.
Moreovor, tho plain people, the
farmer and minors a.nd people who
live In tho little bore towns, who knew
all about tho folks In the UMand HUM
district, began "to get their dander
rlz." They rallied to Hooper. Soma
of the llttlo country papers In his Stat'
came out boldly against Ryerson.
Then one of tho papers In the Ptafe
capital published an editorial call-d
"Tho Handwriting on tho Wall," In
which It prophesied the downfall
Ryerson and the riso ot Cyrus Hooper
as the big political power of tho St.il .
It made a sensation, that editorial, and
was copied all over the State, 11
bitter comments by the Ryerson pi ens
and Joyful ones by the Hooper fuct'on.
Then one of the Washington papers
Investigated the Ulfland district and
uent on some sob stuff, with photo
graphH, about tho poor, horny-handed
settlers, with their gaunt, pathetic
wives and little children, who would
soon be forced, because of th greed
and rapacity of Ryerson, Into Idlug
their homes their all. One of the
New York weeklies took It up, with a
special story or two, tears and
righteous Indignation oozing In e . ery
Of course, the real brunt of t'..
(King fell on I'y. And ha niii i
fectly magnificent--a regular b. .f
ker. He wasn't on the defensive for
a moramt no trench warfnre for
"im. No, he took a grenade In ach
hand, stuck his plttols in hl3 belt, and
with a bowle knife between his teth.
)m was hotfoot after tho enemy e u:
minute. It wus Kautlful.
Yfe, It was beautiful but It dldn t
Ifkl 3 tU tJU, Omu fU ft un
man: Ryerson was one of the old
guard, and had affiliations everywhere.
Many u man who would have been
glad to voto with Hooper waa warned
by Interests In his own State not to
Interfere with Ryerson. Tho situation
finally resolved ttnolf Into u deadlock.
Ryerson had pulled every wire he
know, and ho had a good line-up.
Hooper felt pretty certain that the
greater part of the minority purty
would stand by him, If for no other
leivaon than to harass arid annoy the
majority. And, of course, he .bad
friends In the majority party. Dut did
lie have enough? There waa still that
fatal doubt. Dut It wan going to be
for too clone a voto for Ryerson's
comfort and the one thing we were
sure of was that Rycrson himself waa
bitterly uneasy. Ho had como on to
Wnshlngton to direct ids campaign la
Ho was spending money llko water.
Ho was throwing every ounce of his
Influence Into the scales. Ho was
probably counting noses and checking
lists as desperately and as doubtfully
as we were. Yet, that wan cold com
fort, for the bill would reach Its place
on the calendar on Thursday, and we
had come to the Monday before still In
this parlous state.
Hooper enrne home tired and dis
couraged thnt day. "Therc'H been a
midden (suspicious lull In Ryerson's
activities," he said. "That looks
mighty bad. It's a favorite trick of
his to spring some low-down trick at
the last minute. I wish he was fight
ing a man not a pirate and a thug."
"Oh, what CAN he do, Cy?" asked
Jeneva, a little Impatiently. "You're
Just worn out with this whole mlser
. Me business. It's on your nerves.'.'
"Yes, It's on my nerves," said
Hoopor. "It'n bound to be Oon
Ryerson's got plenty of men who'd
wwear that I'd committed any crime
lu the calendar, if It would get his
bill through. All I ask Is be caro
ful." TUB next day, when Hooper was
at tho House, and Junior was
out, a woman called at the
Hooper home, a woman almost as
large and tine looking as Oeneva her
uelf, as far as figure went. You could
not see her face. She was veiled three
deep. Of course, you know that
Washington In full of odd Mh that
float about on queer questo- and try
to get the help and Influence of Con
greesrnen. When Geneva camo down
to her parlor she assumed that this
-.ell-secluded female was one of tho
.sual whtmnlcalltles. As for me, I
was in the back parlor behind tht
i-iirtfilna, boning away on my law
books, and didn't pay any heed to
anything until I heard this:
"Slmpjy because he married you Is
no reason why he should fling mo
away, and refuse to do anything for
me and for my child."
I sat up with a Jump. Then I
t.eard Genera, at her softest and
'Is thore a child?" she asked.
"There's a. boy two yrurn olanr
t nan yours, and Iic'h C) rus Hooper's
oldest child," camo back tin- woman's
oleo-agnln, defiantly, yt w.tli a Hob
i It. "Vvtt got papers to xrofi It
. nd I've (fot OvN Ml. rs-fcnd iery
ihing. The wkIoui t-ertlf.cato that
' trlckedme U't. and the letters
1 e's written mt m.re I'e even got
o tetter he wrote tne when t.e said
he was going to liiarry you that
fct'a uavar htiu nilz marilU is bul
And I tell you, I'm going to hava my
rights I'm going to let the whole
world know what sort of a man Cy
rus Hoopor Is." Her voice got high
er and higher sobbing, hysterical,
"Is that boT" camo Geneva voioa,
still quiet and eoft. There was the
sound of a light scuffle, and then
Geneva called out!
"Jlmmle como here quick!"
I was In that door with on bound.
Geneva was holding the woman, with
her arms pinioned to her aides, by the
stmple trick of turning her coat back
"Tear off one of this woman' vetla
and tie It across her mouth, so sh
"NEVER MIND ABOUT BURN
ING HER JUST NOW, JIMMIE,
BUT PUT THE POKER BACK IN
can't make a noise," said Geneva;
and I did.
"Glvo mo your handkerchtef," oom
inanded Geneva, and with that sho
tied the woman's hands behind her
"Sit down," she said, forcing her
prisoner Into a chair. Then she cool
ly unbuckled a leather belt the
stranger was wearing and used that
to buckle the woman's feet to the
This done, Geneva walked deliber
ately over to tho little coal grate and
laid the poker in among tho hot coals.
"Wha-what are you going to do?"
"Put her through the third de;rre."
said Geneva, quite amiably. "Go get
a notebook and pencil, Jlmmle. You
must take down every word,"
The woman was writhing around
and trying to get her hands free. Her
eyes wore rolling at us wickedly.
"Better sit sttU," said Oeneva.
"You can't got that knot untied."
I had como buck with notebook and
pencil by this time, and my hands
were shaking dreadfully. "Give me
tho notebook," commanded Geneva.
"You get that poker out of the ccnls."
And with tlut she turned and faced
the Ued-up, gagged woman.
"Now," sho said, "If you'll answer
my questions truthfully, I'll untie
your mouth and let you talk. If you
yell, Jlmmle bore will bum you with
this red-hot poker. What do you sayT
Will you talk sensibly If I untie your
mouth? Nod your head If you mean
Tho woman sat stolid. "Better
burn her tlrst on her arm. Jlmmle,"
suggested Oeneva, mildly, to me. "Or
on her hands there, where I've Ued
The thought of that red-hot pok
advancing upon her was too much
ior the woman. She began to nod her
"Never mind about burning her
Just now, Jlmmle," said Geneva, "but
put the poker back tnthe coalG "
With that she untied her captive's
mouth and walked around In front
"Ryerson sent you?" she abked.
"Yes," said the woman, and slid
Into a tiring of oaths and expletives
ugalnst Ryerson ouch as I'd never
"That'll do," said Genova, aharply.
"Now, what's tho plan?"
BIT by bit it camo out, and Genova
wrote It down. Occasionally tho
voman had to be threatened with
Her nams was Tllllo Fletcher Sha
had in her youth known Hooper. She
had lived in the Western university
town where Hooper had taken his de
it xarktd all irex Uu-oufa. 8h
was a bold, silly sort. I toko it. and
had always loved excitement, no tnat
tor what It waa. Later alio lived In
the city and there, somehow, she got
to know Ryorson. He'd employed her
to do Just this same thing before, but
I don't bellevo Ryerson would havo
been IncauUouu enough to uso her on
Hooper If It hadn't been for the for
tuitous circumstance of their early
acquaintance. There, you nee, ho
thought he had him.
She had forged letters In Her pos
session a perfect sheaf of them and
by advancing her boy's ago a rear
or so, he might have been Hooper'
child. Oh, yet, she HAD a child. Sb
was prepared to give these forged let
ter to tho Washington newspaper
and to go to any length, as she Bald,
to prove her claim.
"I suppose," Geneva said, after
she'd extracted all these facta Just told
you from the Fletcher person, "that
when you've done this sort of thing
before, the wife whoso husband you'd
come to Injure went to pieces and
cried and made a sceno, didn't they?"
"They oertalnly did," said Tlllle.
"One of 'em told me she'd always sus
pected her husband anyway and It
was no Burprlso to her."
"It'o womon like her," uald Genova,
"that ma'.to your buslnoss easy."
"Say," asked Tlllle, "what'ro you
going to do with mo?"
"I don't know yet," said Geneva.
"First of all, you've got to sign this
"Don't make me do that," sho broke
out. "Ryereon'll kill me ho'U KILL
Geneva turned on her fiercely.
With her red hair and her blazing
eyes, sho might have been u Valkyr
bent on vengeance. "I'LL kill you, If
you don't," she said. "I don't caro
what I do to you, you you" Sho
topped and caught her breath. "I'm
going to untie your hands," sho went
on more calmly, "and let you sign
this, and then I'm going to tie you
up again and mako up my mind what
to do with you. And don't try to get
away, or I'll put your cyo3 out. Here,
Jlmmle, give mo that poker, and you
hold tho paper while she signs."
Hard aa she wan, Tllllo Kletohar
xhrank before Geneva's anger. She
.signed the paper, meekly, .and sub
mitted to being retled.
"Now," said Geneva, turning to me,
"copy that confession aa quickly aa
you can, Jlmmlo and mako a lot of
carbons. And, It you don't mind,"
oho said, turning to Tlllle, "I'll bor
row your hat and coat and tho veils
wo didn't, use.io .gag you with. I'll
havo to untie you again to get your
coat, but I warn you not to try any
funny business. I'm a very strong
woman I could break your arm with
k twist. It'n a Japanese trick. So tw
Aa she talked, she had been taking
tho coat off Tllllo. She slipped into It
and regarded .herself critically In the
mirror. "Not bad," she murmured.
She took Tllllo's hat nnd put that on,
too, and Ued on the veils. Whon
Geneva was ready rho might have
passed anywhero for her unwilling
"Jlmmle," she said to me, sternly,
"I rely on you to guard this woman.
If sho calls for help, gag her mouth
again. Go down to tho kitchen now
and get tho clothesline and we'll tlo
her oo she'll be perfectly secure,
Under no consideration let her out of
your sight, and, It I do not come buck
within an hour, you are to notify the
police and send to the Houso tor
Cyrus. Hero's the address whero I'm
"Oh, what are you going to do, Mrs.
Hooper?" I burst out, mlsorably.
"Let mo go for you, won't you, and
you, stay here with this woman."
The captive gavs ma a disdainful
look. "I won't oat you, kid," she
aid. And, to Geneva: "He's afraid
of me, all trussed up like this tool"
"You do as I say, EXACTLY," said
Geneva to me, "and remember, if I'm
not back hero In. an hour, get Cyrua
and the pollco and comfy to this ad
dress and lose no time ufbout it. I'm
going to sea Ryerson."
This news stunned the captive nnd
me alike. "You've got your nervo,"
admitted the woman, admiringly.
"I have," said Geneva. And with
that she departed.
GENEVA went tralght to the
hotel near tho Capitol where
Ryeruou made his headquarters
when In town. Tllllo Fletcher was ex
pected, and when Geneva came In, all
veils, and asked for Ryerson, thero
was no question. She was taken at
once to the boss's sitting mpmi He
was busy with a box full ot papers,
his back to the door, as she came In,
and he did not look around.
"Well," he growled, "did you get
the noble young reformer and his
Geneva thrvw back her' veils.
"No," she wild, '.'but I've got you."
Tho old man wheeled and confronted
her. "Who the devil are you, mad
am?" ho asked,
"I'm Airs. Cyrus Hooper," Bald Oe
neva, lelsutvly, standing thero with
her buck ugalnst I he door. "And I
came to tell you.tha,t 5 our 'gannj'a up.
You're cauKht with the goods this
time, Mr. Ryerson.. I know, the whole
filthy business. You Kent Tlllle Fletch
er to my houae to tell me the crudest
He that can If told to a woman.
You've done the same to other women.
But you got the wrong wife this time.
"Tlllle Fletcher Is at my house, tied
hand and foot. I've got her signed
conftiilcs ai to why, ih came thra.
I've Bent for the head, of thaAo
dated Press Bureau and for every
man who represents a really Mr
newspaper In Washington. They!
on their way to my house now, and
when they get there I'm going to
show Tllllo Fletcher to them and flva
them her confession to print. I'm go
ing to have a lawyer there, too, to de
cide how you con bo most fully pros
ecuted. I'm going to run you out of
tho State, you dirty dog. Toull nvw
bo ablo to go back there when thay
know what you've tried to do to th
wife of a decent man. They'll lynoh
you. Now you've got Just ona chance.
Do you want to hear It, or do ym
think you can keep cn fighting after
Ryerson stood there, measurtasj bear
with his atony old aye. Ha
that he'd run up against a new
osltlon. At last ha dropped hi
heavily to the table.
"Well, what do you want?" tm
"First, those forged letters," seat
"I haven't got them."
'It's a Ho. They are locked xtp fca
the tablo drawer."
Ho sucked In his breath and ntrfl
at her, meditating,
"I'll give you ona minuta," 44
Geneva, "otherwise I go back to afeevr
Tlllle Fletoher and her confessloa to
tho newspaper men."
SHE put her band back on. the mt '
of the door, as if he were gola.
The old man slowly brought oat
a key, unlocked Che table drawer and
produced a big otaffed envelope. Wad
"Put It down on the table and stand
back from It," said Geneva. He did
so and she went swiftly forwrt,
picked It up and retreated again je
her place Ibeslde the door.
"Now," said Geneva, "If you wist
to save your worthleao hlfle, ypn att
down there and write a letter to my
husband. Tell him that yon hav
found yourself in the wrong about tne.
Ulfland Hills district; that you had
no Idea that your claim would dlapo
aess ao many good citizen of their
holdings, which, though not their aa
cording to tho full fetter of the law.
yat should rightfully belong to tbW.
Say that later investigations faav
proved to you that you or In ta
htm"?- 1il'.h'm tha yQU" Mthoh
him to withdraw your claim before
the House Committee, and that you
have written to Senator Tltcomb to do
... nun uoiore tne Henata Commltr
eu mm that you honor asd-
- uuuur 9UBK1
rospect him for ti. m .'
has taken and that you feel that'
ovory man in the State owes him a
debt of gratitude for tho way ha baa
roproHcnted the interest of those poor
settlors, who had no protection before
the law. Put It on THICK, d'yoa
hear me? It'o your only chance. And
(Ion t wasto any time about It."
In tho end, Ryerson wrote what ah
wanted. Then sho demanded that an?
lher Iettor' confirming this ona,
should bo written to Senator TltcxmiB.
f i00'? latere whm'bVnad
ff!v thM to the Mwscswer
men Instead of THUe'a coafeMlon'
she sa d to tho old man. who sat In
speechless, glowering rag. "A for
you-listen to me. You lift one flaw
against Cyrus Hooper you dare
deny one word of these letter you
put Just ono small obstacle In the way
of Cyrus Hooper's future and 111 go
on the stump myself through tn
whole State and toll thl atory aad
show my proofs. You can play pon
tics with the men, and get away with
all sorts of things; but when you play
politics with women; you're up against
high explosive. Tlllle Fletcher atory
will bo kopt ready to spring on you
Until you'ro doad. I shall see to
THAT. I'll give It to every big new,
paper In this country with direction
to print It If you don't keep to your
agreement here. Remember that."
Hho put one hand behind bar,"
twisted the door open and got outside!
She got home a minuta or two before
tho end of the hour, and maybe "I
wasn't glad to see her coma in, Tllllo
Fletcher had used every word In the
language to persuade me to let her go
ranging from cajolery to threat and
profanity. She made my blood run
cold with somo of the things see said.
Naturally Geneva didn't !io any
time getting Ryerson' letter to
Hooper into Mb hands, and Tl'tcomb's
Into his, and In giving out tho ln
formation to tho newspapers. It waa
a splendid victory for Hooper, of
course. Every ono played him up aa
tho coming man. It gave him his
first big boost upward. He's kept on
climbing. A fine chap, Hooper a
Tllllo Fletcher? Oh, that's funny.
She was horribly afraid of Ryerson',
und begged Oeneva not to turn her
out. And Geneva let the woman star
lu her house for a week or more. mad)
her help with the cooking and house
work, and finally got her off to New
York to a friend of hers, who found',
work for her.
But you know the whola business
now! How perfectly, how beautifully .
feminine! Which Is to my elemental
But since that time I have not bee
much concerned whether women, are
In politics or not. Why worry? Thay
can always get what they want,,
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