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THE ADVOCATE.
was a dwarfish grove and sat down
upon a box which did service as a rus
tic seat; whereupon Mrs. Delorme be
gan: "What does it all mean, Lena? Why
did you not return last night? Your
absence was remarked by your father."
"Return last night? Go and leave
him when he might die any moment?
Oh, Aunt llallie, just think! I might
never have seen him again alive had I
not come here yesterday. It is all so
-dreadful! Do you think he will live?
What does the paper say?"
"The paper says nothing as to Mr.
Cotterell's hopes of recovery." (This
was not strictly true; it said he would
die.) "But it speaks of you. Calls
you Miss Chipperwell, and says you
are Mr. Cotterell's sweetheart."
"It does?"
"Yes. And your father upon read
ing it and having been already told the
name of the family you were visiting,
at once came to the conclusion that
Miss Chipperwell was his daughter.
What does it mean, Lena? Are you
Mr. Cotterell's sweetheart ? It cannot
be possible, of course.
"I love him. That much is true."
"You love him! Had you ever met
him since that evening he lectured be
fore the club ?"
"I have loved him ever since that
night," said Lena evasively.
"And you never met him since till
last evening?"
"Yes. I met him here one evening,
the second time I came to the house,
lie had been walking to and from his
work in order to save money to pay
their rent. He was a good triend of
theirs, and came here that evening and
I met him."
"Was that the extent of your ac
quaintance?" "We wrote each other a few times
while I was abroad. I expected to
meet him here last evening; but he did
not know I was here. And, oh! just
think! They carried him in so pale
and all bleeding; the first time I had
seen him for so." And Lena sobbed
out her pent-up anguish. When the
general manager's daughter had ceased
weeping thus unfashionably over the
Klinnt.ins? of a blacksmith that shoot
ing, too, which had so successfully put
an end to a trouoiesome sinse anu
had Lrrown calm aeain. Mrs. Delorme
spoke for the upper world in which the
general manager aweit:
"Oh, Lena, what will come of all
thisV What will vour father."
"My father! Aunt Hallie, never
say that to me again! bee! m there
on the bed! Oh, that cruel wound!
My finger can almost touch his heart.
My father? lie did that. My father?
The murderer of the only man I have
ever loved, my father i And Lena
burst into tears. "Oh-his purse
proud vanity! Mr. Cotterell was one
of a committee sent by the shopmen to
call on this father of mine. He ar
rogantly refused even to see them.
They were not rich, you know, just
nothing but mere men. He discharged
them for trying to see him. The men
all struck. Mr. Cotterell-the noble
soull-tried to dissuade them. And
the police shot him!" and she pointed
to where John lay. "My father? No!
1 am an orphan. My mother is in
Heaven and smiles upon me now as I
stay by hi side. My father is-an
assassin!"
"Dear, dear, Lena, do not talk so
dreadfully! What will your father
say to you?"
"Say to me? Beg my forgiveness for
his infamous deed! Better ask what
will say to him. What have done?
Heaven thwart him, that he may not be
a murderer!"
"Lena, child, you are mad. What
will come of all this? You must, at
least, come back with me and see your
father "
"Never, while Mr. Cotterell lies here!
Here is my place here, with him, not
there. No, not there! Meet my
father? Ugh! I would seem to see
blood on his hands should I meet him.
She shuddered at the thought, and
fairly screamed, "No, never!'
"Oh, what shall I do? Your father
was coming here. I offered to come
first, and report to him at dinner I
wished to screen you, Lena. What
shall I tell him?"
"Tell him warn him that his life
will be in danger if he dares come here.
The men would kill him at sight. Tell
him I am of age, and shall do as I
choose; and that I choose to stay by
the side of the man 1 love aud that he
tried to murder. Tell him," she whis
pered, "he must not annoy me. now,
while I feel as I do toward him; it
would not be safe. If Mr. Cotterell
should Oh, he must not! Go, Aunt
Hallie, go! before I hate you, too. 1 ou
are like the rest. You have money,
nnsitinnr hp a a blacksmith: I am of
your "class." But I shall die with him
if he No, he shall not! Go! Do go!"
Lena sprang up, but Mrs. Delorme
nulled her hack, nut her arm tenderlv
around the agitated girl, pressed to her
bosom the throbbing neaa, ana saiu
softly:
"No, Lena, I am not like the rest.
Although I did not then suspect to
what consequences it might lead, did
not I tell you once to marry the man
vnn loved V T sav so now. 1 have not
hitherto spoken for myself you know
my unhappy position, l must say
something to your father when 1 re
turn. But do not doubt my love for
you, nor my readiness to dare for you,
under any circumstances. I shall be
obliged to go now. but I shall see you
soon again."
"i'ardon me, Aunt name: i nave
wronged you in my frenzy. I remem
ber when you said it; it was that very
night when he had looked so noble, and
good, and handsome! and I loved him
so dearly, even then. Now he is Oh!"
Mason coming up, the conversation
was interrupted, lie and Mrs. De
lorme drove slowly back to town, for it
behooved them, as Mason observed, to
"adopt a plan of campaign" before
reaching home. They finally agreed,
that, as it must come to that sooner or
later, it would be better to tell the
truth; only, as Mason suggested, they
must "select what particular truths to
tell."
Mr. Graham was furious, and pro
posed to have the police go and forcibly
bring his daughter away. Do you ask
"By what authority could the police
drag home a young lady of legal age, of
sound mind, and guilty of no violation
of the laws? Header, you astonish
me! Are you really so uniaminar witn
the workings of our glorious republi
can institutions? Do you not know
that, save only where the People's
party has lately come into power, the
entire organized violence of the states
and of the municipalities is at the in
stant, unquestioning disposal of rail
road managers? That at their bidding
the whole machinery of force, from a
single policeman to the national guard
or the federal army, will be immedi
ately called into service to accomplish
any end lawful or otherwise? And
that, whether policemen or soldiers,
the state's men of violence are, on such
occasions, commanded from railroad,
not from state nor governmental, head
quarters? But General Manager Gra
ham did not need to put forth this
power to accomplish so trilling a pur
pose as the seizure and coercion of a
single citizen. Our accommodating
police authorities, at the request of
railroad ollicials, appoint policemen to
be paid and directed by railroad com
panies, and every railroad company in
Kansas carries upon its nay rolls po
licemen who, at the bidding of their
corporate masters, are ready to do any
deed of unlawful violence in the name
of the wvert'mn people! Thus, over
the private standing armies of these
corporations the state throws the pro
tection of its own abdicated sover
eignty, and commands, on pain of pun
ishment for treason, unhesitating
obedience and submission to the armed
mercenary retainers of private corpo
rations! These "special policemen
without pay," as they are euphemistic
ally called, exist in every city of Kan
sas, and a statute expressly authorizes
their appointment. They are not con
trolled nor directed, as are other police
men, by the city authorities; they rec
ognize no superior but a railroad
otlicial. Is it not time for a people
wishing to be free to begin to look into
such things? Previous to 178'J, the
French aristocrats possessed the power
of having whomsoever they would
seized and imprisoned under lettrexde
cachet issued in the name of the king,
and this abuse was an immediate cause
of the attack on the Bastile which be
gan the French revolution. We Ameri
cans, we Kansans, give every railroad
manager the still greater power to or
der wnomsoefer he chooses seized, im
prisoned, or even mudered by his mer
cenaries iu tie name of the law! The
Frenca recalled against the lodging of
this power in private and unscrupu
lous hands. Ave vote to maintain it.
While any citizen of this republic is
thus at the mercy of hireling railroad
policemen acting under the kttresde
cachet of railroad otlicials, let us enter
into our closets and close the doors
when we sing:
My county 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty, etc.
General Manager Graham's police
men would have seized Lena would
have slain her had he so commanded,
and railroad courts would have justi
fied the deed. But by making him
dread, not only a family scandal, but
the suicide of Lena, should he make
such an attempt to control her will, and
by promising to bring ubout an inter
view between him and his daughter
within a lew days, Mrs. Delorme and
Mason succeeded in dissuading the
high and mighty potentate from resort
ing to extreme measures and next day
accompanied by Major Delorme, he
left in his special car, with the pomp
and circumstance which become such,
our royal rulers, to be gone three days
on a business journey he could no
longer safely postpone.
CHAPTER XXXI.
THK CiENEKAL MANAGER (JETS SOME
INSTRUCTION.
Love gives esteem, and then he gives desert;
lie either finds equality, or makes it:
Like death.be knows no difference in degrees,
But planes and levels all.
Dryden.
How full of vicissitude is even the
most placid life! How often we sink
to repose, our hearts buoyant with
hope, and wake to find life s heavens
lowering and black!
It was Monday forenoon. Kate was
in the best of spirits as she edited the
tAlforrarhi' ilisnnr.rhpn delivered at the
office of the Evening News; for her
work had been llatteringly compli
mented by her employer, who, that
morning, had informed her that her
salarv would be larirer thenceforth.
Grace A men had run over, naa ueen
dnlv informed of these encourairinir
neeurrences. and was congratulating
her journalist friend, when another
batch of the thin paper dispatches came
in. Kate turned to her desk, mechan
ically "nut a head" on the first sheet
of news, and turned to the next, when
she stared, grew pale, anu leaning nacK
i .Lr ...i i
in ner cuair, tuvcieu nei cjea niui
her hand. Grace hastened to her side
and read this message from Graham:
"John Cotterell, a blacksmith, and the
leader of the strike begun In the railway shops
here, was shot through near the heart by a
policeman Saturday while resisting arrest. It
Is thought that he can not live."
This news was an awful shock to
Kate, for she loved her brother almost
to the point of idolatry. That he was
going to die that he might even men
be already dead was unendurable.
She must cro to him at once. There
would be no train to Graham for three
long hours, and she was frantic at the
delay. Grace Alden suggested that
.ludge Bolder might get a siecial train,
but Dan Glass said it would do no good,
for by the time a special could begot
ready and brought to Uisington, the
regular train would be half way to
Graham.
Soon Overton, who chanced to be
passing, dropped in to see Kate a mo
ment. Having been told the news and
(I race's suggestion having been men
tioned to him, he said:
"1 am an experienced traveler, Kate,
as you know, and I assure you the regu
lar train will get there before a special
would. I have been intending to visit
my sister at Graham, and Mrs. Mason
and I will go with you this afternoon.
Marshall went Saturday, and you can
depend upon it he has been looking
after John and doing all that anyone
could do. Perhaps your brother's con
dition is not so critical as this dispatch
would imply. Let us hope for the best,
my dear girl. We shall do all in our
power, and mortals can do no more.
The issue is with kind heaven.
"Besides," said Grace, "you are
journalist enough to know, Kate, that
reporters often exaggerate such occur
rences, not thinking into whose hands
what they send out may fall, nor what
pain it may cause some one. Look at
it reasonably. See. A man was shot
clear through near the heart Saturday
evening (Kate shuddered; she could
feel the ball tearing through her body
so vivid was her imagination), yet he
was still alive when this message was
for
oj
5
W '' , nH. 'lift.
Only a Scar Remains
Scrofula Cured-Blood Purified tj
Hood's QarsaparKla.
a L Hood & Co., Lowell, Mass. i
" It Is with pleasure that I send a testimonial
eoncemlng what Hood's SarsapartHa has dona
for my daughter. It Is a wonderful medicine
and I cannot recommend It too highly. Saxai,
who Is fourteen years old, bas beea
Afflicted With Scrofula
rer sine the was one year old. For fit years
she has bad a running sore on one side or hr
(ace. We tried every remedy recommended, bnt
no thin jr did her any good until we commenced
mini ITAul'a HManarill Mvmirrijul rtantrhtAJP
advised me to use Hood's Samparula because
It bad cured her o! dyspepsia, She bad beea
troubled with that complaint elnoi childhood,
and since aer cure she has never been without a
bottle o( Hood's Sarsaparllla In the house. We
commenced giving it to Sarah about one yoar
ago, ana it nas conquered mo running soro,
Only a? Gear Remaining
as a trace of the dreadful disease. Previous to
taking the medicine her eyesight was affected
tut now she can see perfectly. In connection
;tta Hood's 8arsaparllla we have used Uood'a
egetable rills, and find them the best" Mas.
tfXRii. GRirrtH, Xenla, Illinois.
Hood's Pills cure nausea, sick headache,
bdlgeatton, biliousness. Sold by all drugzista.
sent this morning, and doubt was ex
pressed even then as to the seriousness
of the wound. Do you suppose your
brother could have survived the night
if that message is not exaggerated?''
.This struck Kate as a reasonable
view, and consoled her for a moment:
but then
"Oh, but, Grace, John has such a
strong constitution, lie is such a great,
big, powerful man. And he is so
good!" And her tears came again.
Overton went to make arrangements .
for the journey; but Kate could not en
dure inactivity under such suspense
she must be on the way, and Grace
humoring her friend, the two were at
the depot a full hour before train time,
walking back and forth on the plat
form. Overton and his wife arrived,
and the train came at last. The occu
pants of the chair car observed with
that sympathy so common in the West,
so rare in the East, the weeping girl
and her elderly companions as thev
entered the coach, and they soon found
seats together, for tho sympathetic pas
sengers tendered every seat in the car.
Arrived at Graham, Overton secured
a hack and they drove to the police
station to learn John's whereabouts.
Monday afternoon, Mason and Mrs.
Delorme went out again to see Lena
perhaps J ohn . When they had passed
the shops, they saw, some distance
ahead of them, a hack which stopped
at last in front of the Kuble cottage;
and they observed a tall, smooth-faced,
old gentleman, an elderly lady, and
then a young woman alight and go
into the house.
"You cannot see him now," said
Mrs. Kuble to Overton, in answer to
his polite inquiry. "I am sorry to be
obliged to refuse you, but the physi
cian says Mr. Cotterell must not be dis
turbed; that any excitement might kill
him instantly. Are you relatives of
his?"
"This young lady is Mr. Cotterell's
only sister," said Overton. "Hut, of
course, we must think of him, not of
ourselves; and we shall not urge you
against the surgeon's advice; but, as
you percieve, Miss Cotterell is much
agitated with her dreadful anxiety, and
we should like to see the surgeon at
least and learn from him Mr. Cotter
ell's actual condition."
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