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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 13, 1915, NOON EDITION, Image 20

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By Thomas Clancy
Saunders, the boss of Pathways,
stood beside the desk of the young
editor of the Pathfimlerand scowled.
"You misunderstand me, Mr. Lee,"
he said. "I'm not asking you to sup
port me or my policy. All 1 ask is
that you'll stop fighting me. Come,
young man," he continued, laying a
heavy hand upon the young fellow's
shoulder, "you know you're up
against a losing game. What's in it
for you?"
"Good government" answered
Philip Lee, and the boss laughed.
"That's just like you reformers,"
he said. 'You come out of the East
and think you're going to overturn
the universe. You're like the frog in
the puddle; you make a big splash
and then it's all over."
He left with an injunction to Philip
to think it over, if he saw any future
for himself in Pathways.
Philip Lee knew well the power
that he was bucking against Twelve
months before, threatened with tu
berculosis, he had come West and in
vested his little capital in the pur
chase of the weekly paper. For a time
things had smiled on him. Then he
had taken up the cause of good citi
zenship against the corrupt boss, and
immediately the paper had begun
going downhill.
It was not that the circulation had
dropped off. On the contrary, it had
gone higher than ever before. The
city was alive to the vigorous and
strong personality of the young man.
But a paper cannot live on circula
tion alone, and his advertisers had
left him, not one by one, but in a
The elections were only three
months away. Johnson, a creature
of Saunders, occupied the mayor's
chair and was to run for re-election.
Simpson, another creature of the
boss, was opposing him m the inter
ests of good government, ostensibly.
1 Actually he was jfterely a blind for
the reforming element Lee had
shown up the double game that
Saunders was playing, and thus
aroused the wrath of tie boss.
Perhaps he would not have nerved
himself to risk his whole future on
this desperate game but for pretty
Elsie Sinclair, the daughter of one of
the old settlers. In his day Sinclair
had been a' power in Pathways, but
Saunders had ruined him and flung
"You're Like the Frog in the Puddle."
him aside, as he had- many another
The day had come when Lee had
told Elsie of his love for her. To his
surprise, knowing, as He did, that she,
loved him, the girl became very seri
ous. ,
"Philip, dear, I will give you your,
answer later," she said.
"When, dear?" he asked. ,
"On the day when you come to me

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