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, The Real Man
t/. By FRANCIS LYNDE . —" (Copyright by Cbas. Scribner's Sons) J. MONTAGUE SMITH, LATE OF LAWRENCEVILLE, DISCOV ERS THAT AS "JOHN SMITH," A CONSTRUCTION CAMP WORKER, HE CAN'T CONCEAL HIS PAST LIFE Synopsis—J. Montague Smith, cashier of the Lawrence ville Bank ami Trust company, bachelor society leader engaged to marry Verda Hichlander, heiress, is wrongfully accused of dishonesty by Watrous Dunham, his employer, and urged to be a scapegoat for the crooked accuser. Smith strikes Dunham, leaves him fur dead and flees the state. He turns up a tramp some time later at an irrigation dam con struction camp in the Rocky mountains and as John Smith gets a rough job. CHAPTER IV—Continued. "I'm afraid he'd have to loosen up on his record a little before we could bring him In here. Badly as we're needing a money man. we can hardly afford to put a 'John Smith' Into the saddle—at least not without knowing what his other name used to be." "No; of course not I guess, after «11, he's only a 'lame duck,' like a good many of the rest of them. Day before yesterday, Bunlell, the deputy sheriff, was out at the camp looking the gangs over for the fellow who broke into Lannigan's place last Saturday night. When he came into the office Smith was busy with an estimate, and Bur nell went up and touched him on the shoulder, just to let him know that it was time to wake up. Suffering cats! It took three of us to keep him from breaking Burdell In two and throwing him out of the window !" "That looks rather bad," was the president's comment. Col. Dexter Bald win had been the first regularly elect ed sheriff of TimanyonI county in the 'early days and he knew the Symptoms. "Was Burdell wearing his star where it could be seen?" The engineer nodded. "What explanation did Smith make?" "Oh, he apologized like a gentleman, and said he was subject to Utile nerv ous attacks like that when anybody touched him unexpectedly. He took Burdell over to Pete Simm's shack sa loon and bought him a drink. Perkins, the timekeeper, says he's going to get a megaphone so he can give due notice ,in advance when he wants to call Smith's attention". The colonel pulled out a drawer in the desk, found his box of diplomatic -cigars and passed it to the engineer, saying: "Light up a sure-enough good one, and tell me what you think Smith has been doing back yonder in the other country." Williams took the cigar but he shied at the conundrum. "Ask me something easy," he said, "I've stacked up a few guesses. He's from the middle West—as the Bible says, his 'speech betrayeth' him—and he's had a good Job of some kind ; the kind that required him to keep abreast of things. If there's anything In looks, you'd say he wasn't a thief or an em bezzler, and yet It's pretty apparent [that he's been used to handling money In chunks and making It work for Its living. I've put It up that there's a woman In It Perhaps the other fel low got in his way, or canje up behind him and touched him unexpectedly, or •something of that sort. Anyway, Tm not going to believe he's a crooked -crook until I have to." Colonel Baldwin helped himself to one of his own cigars, and the talk went back to business. In the irri gation project, Williams was a stock holder as well as chief of construction, and Baldwin had more than once found him a safe adviser. There was need for counsel. The Timanyoni Ditch company was in a rather hazard ous condition financially, and the presi dent and Williams rarely met without coming sooner or later to a threshing out of the situation. The difficulties were those which are apt to confront a small and local enter prise when it is so unfortunate as to get in the way of larger undertakings. Colonel Baldwin, and a group of his neighbors on the north side of the river, were reformed cattlemen and horse breeders. Instead of drifting farther wert in advance of the incom ing tide of population following the coming of the railroad, they had availed themselves of their homestead SStTand had taken up much of the grass land in the favorable valleys, ir rigating it at first with water taken «nt of the river in private or neighbor 's. n came the sheep-feeding 1 after that the utilization •op-raising areas. The small >ving inadequate for these, ildwin had formed a stock roong his neighbors in the I and his friends In Brewster lldlng of a substantial dam :ern hills. The project had iple enough in the beginning, was sold for cash and each r -would be a participating [ water. Williams, who had ted States reclamation man rame, to the Timanyoni, had «ul estimates, and the stock q provided money enough ie cost of the dam and the After some little bargaining, the dam site and the overflow land for the reservoir lake had been secured, and the work was begun. Out of a clear sky, however, came trouble and harass ment. Alien holders of mining claims in the reservoir area turned up nnd demanded damages. Some few home steaders who had promised to sign quitclaims changed their minds and sued for relief, and after the work was well under way it appeared that there was a cloud on the title of the dam site itself. All of these elashings were car ried into court, and the rancher pro moters found themselves confronting j invisible enemies and obstacle-raisers i at every turn. The legal fight, as they soon found i out, cost much money in every phase of it; and now. when the dam was i scarcely more than half completed, a ! practically empty treasury was star ing them In the face. There was no disguising the fact that a crisis was approaching, a financial crisis which no one among the amateur promoters was big enough to cope with. "We've got to go In deeper, colonel ; there Is nothing else to do," was the engineer's summing up of the matter at the close of the conference. "The snow is melting pretty rapidly on the range now, and when we get the June rise we'll stand to lose everything we have If we can't keep every wheel turning to get ready for the high water." Baldwin was holding his cigar be tween his fingers and scowling at It as if it had mortally offended him. "Assessments on the stock, you mean?" he said. "I'm afraid our crowd won't stand for that. A good part of it is ready to lie down in the harness right now." "How about a bond issue?" asked the engineer. "What do we, or any of us, know about bond issues? Why, we knew barely enough about the business at the start to chip in together and buy us a charter and go to work on a plan a little bit bigger than the neighborhood ditch idea. You couldn't float bonds in Timanyoni Park, and we're none of us foxy enough to go East and float 'em." "I guess that's right, too," admitted Williams. "Besides, with the stock gone off the way it has. It would take a mighty fine-haired financial sharp to sell bonds." "What's that?" demanded the presi dent. "Who's been selling any stock?" "Buck Gardner, for one; and that man Bolling, up at the head of Little creek, for another. Maxwell, the rail road superintendent, told me about It, and he says that the price offered, and accepted, was thirty-nine." "Dad burn a cuss with a yellow streak in him !" rasped the Missouri colonel. "We had a fair and square agreement among ourselves that If any body got scared he was to give the rest of us a chance to buy him out. Who bought from these welshers?" "Maxwell didn't know that. He said it was done through Kinzie's bank. From what I've heard on the outside, Pm inclined to suspect that Crawford Stanton was the buyer." "Stanton, the real-estate man?" "The same." Again the president stared thought fully at the glowing end of his cigar. "There's another of the confounded mysteries," he growled. "Who is Craw ford Stanton, and what is he here foj? I know what he advertises, but every body in Brewster knows that he hasn't made a living dollar in real estate since he came here last summer. WIL Hams, do you know, Pm beginning to suspect that there is a mighty big nigger in our little wood pile?" 'Ton mean that all these stubborn holdups have been bought and paid for? You'll remember that Is what Billy Starbuck tried to tell us when the first of the missing mining-claim owners began to shoot at us," "Starbuck has a long head, and what he doesn't know about mining claims in this part of the country wouldn't fill a very big book. I remember he said there had never been any prospecting done in the upper Timanyoni gulches, and now you'd think half the people in the United States had been nosing around up there with a pick and shovel at one time or another. But It was a thing that Starbuck told me no longer ago than yesterday that set me to thinking," Baldwin went on. "As you know, the old Escalante Spanish grant corners over In the western part of this park. When the old grants were made, they were ruled off on the map with out reference to mountain ranges or other natural barriers." Williams nodded. "Well, as I say, one corner of the Es calante reaches over the Hophrns and out into the park, covering about eight or ten square miles of the territory just beyond us on our side of the river. Starbuck told me yesterday that a big Eastern colonization company had got a hill through congress alienating that tract." The chief of construction bounded out of his chair and began to walk the floor. "By George !" he said ; and again: "By George! That's what we're up against, colonel ! Where will those fellows get the water for their land? There Is no site for a dam lower down than ours, and, anyway, that land lies too high to be watered by any thing but a high-line ditch!" "Nice little brace game, isn't it?" growled Baldwin. "If we hadn't been a lot of hayseed amateurs, we might have found out long ago that someone was running In a cold deck on us. What's your notion? Are we done up, world without end?" Williams' laugh was grim. "What we need, colonel. Is to go out on the street and yell for a doctor," he said. "It's beginning to look as If we had acquired a pretty bad case of ma lignant strangle-itis." Baldwin ran his fingers through his hair and admitted that he had lost his sense of humor. "This Eastern crowd is trying to freeze us out, to get our dam nnd reser voir and ditch rights for their Esca lante scheme. When they do, they'll turn around and sell us water—at fifty dollars an inch, or something like that !" "What breaks my heart is that we haven't been able to surround the sure enough fact while there was still time to do something," lamented the ex reclamation man. "The first thing we know, Stanton will own a majority of the stock and be voting us all out of a job. You'll have to come around to my suggestion, after all, and advertise for a doctor." It was said of the chief of construction that he would have joked on his death-bed, and, as a fol lower for the joke, he added: "Why don't you call Smith in and give him the Job?" "You don't really mean that, Wil liams. do you?" growled the colonel. "No, I didn't mean it when I said it," was the engineer's admission ; "I was only trying to get a rise out of you. But really, colonel, on second thought, I don't know but it Is worth considering. As I say. Smith seems to know the ■s 6 . u "—and Yell for a Doctor." money game from start to finish. What Is better still, he is a fighter from the word go—what you might call a joyous fighter. Suppose you drive out tomor row or next day and pry Into him a little." The rancher-president had relapsed once more Into the slough of discour agement "You are merely grabbing for hand holds, Bartley—as I was a minute ago. We are In a bad row of stumps when we can sit here and talk seriously about roping down a young hobo and putting him into the financial harness. Let's go around to Frascati's and eat before you go back to camp. It's bread time, anyway." The chief of construction said no more about his joking suggestion at the moment, but when they were walking around the square to the Brewster Del monico's he went back to the dropped subject In all seriousness, Saying: "Just the same, I wish you could know Smith and size him up as I have. I can't help believing, some way, that he's all to the good." CHAPTER V. The 8pecialiet Though the matter of calling in an expert doctor of finance to diagnose the alarming symptoms in Timanyoni ditch had been left Indeterminate In the talk between Colonel Baldwin and him Belf, Williams did not let It go entirely by default. On the day following the Brewster office conference the engineer sent for Smith, who was checking the output of the crushers at the quarry, and a little later the "betterment" man presented himself at the door of the corrugated-iron shack which served as a field office for the chief. Williams looked the cost-cutter over as he stood in the doorway. Smith was thriving and expanding handsomely in the new environment. He had let his beard grow and it was now long enough to be trimmed to a point. The travel broken clothes had been exchanged for working khaki, with lace-boots and leg gings, and the campaign hat of the en gineers. Though he had been less than a month on the Job, he was alreudy be ginning to tan and toughen under the healthy outdoor work—to roughen, as well, his late fellow members of the Lawrenceville Cotillon club might have ly to a I 1 said, since he had fought three pitched battles with as many of the camp bul lies, and had in each of them proved himself a man of his hands who could not only take punishment, but could hammer an opponent swiftly and neat ly into any desired state of subjection. "Come in here and sit down; I want to talk to you." was the way Williams began it: and after Smith had found a chair the chief went on: "Say, Smith, you're too good a man for anything I've got for you here. Haven't you realized that?" Smith pulled a memorandum book from his hip pocket and ran ids eye over the private record he had been keeping. "I've shown you how to effect a few little savings which total up something like 13 per cent of your cost of produc tion and operation," he said. "Don't you think I'm earning my wages?" "That's all right; I've been keeping tab, too, and I know what you're do ing. But you are not beginning to earn what you ought to, either for yourself or the company," put in the chief shrewdly. And then : "Loosen up. Smith, and tell me something about yourself. Who are you. and where do you come from, and what sort of a Job have you been holding down?" Smith's reply was as surprising as It was seemingly irrelevant. "If you're not too busy, Mr. Williams, I guess you'd better make out my time check," he said quietly. Williams took a reflective half-min ute for consideration, turning the sud den request over deliberately In his mind, as his habit was. "I suppose by that you mean that you'll quit before you will consent to open up on your record?" he assumed. "You've guessed it," said the man who had sealed the book of his past. Again Williams took a little time. It was discouraging to have his own and the colonel's prefigurings as to Smith's probable state and standing so prompt ly verified. "I suppose you know the plain infer ence you're leaving, when you say a thing like that?" Smith made the sign of assent. "It leaves you entirely at liberty to finish out the story to suit yourself." he ad mitted, adding: "The back numbers —my back numbers—are my own, Mr. Williams. I've kept a file of them, as everybody does, but I don't have to produce it on request." "Of course, there's nothing compul sory about your producing it. But un less you are what they call in this country a 'crooked' crook, you are standing In your own light. You have such a staving good head for figures and finances that It seems a pity for you to be wasting it here on an under graduate's Job in cost-cutting. Any young fellow just out of a technical school could do what you're doing in the way of paring down expenses." The cost-cutter's smile was mildly incredulous. "Nobody seemed to be doing It be fore I came," he offered. "No." Williams allowed, "that's the fact. To tell the plain truth, we've had bigger things to wrestle with; and we have them yet, for that matter—enough of them to go all around the Job twice and tie in a bowknot." "Finances?" queried Smith, feeling some of the back-number instincts stir ring within him. The chief engineer nodded; then he looked up with a twinkle in his closely set gray eyes. "If you'll tell me why you tried to kill Burdell the other day. maybe I'll open up the record—aur record—for you." This time the cost-cutter's smile was good-naturedly derisive, and it ignored the reference to Burdell. "You don't have to open up your record—for me; It's the talk of the camp. You people are undercapital ized—to boll It down into one word. Isn't that about the way It sizes up?" "That Is,the way it has turned out; though we had capital enough to begin with. We've been bled to death by damage suits." Smith shook his head. "Why haven't you hired a first-class attorney, Mr. Williams?" "We've had the best we could find, but the other fellows have beaten us to it, every time. But the legal end of it hasn't been the whole thing or the biggest part of it. What we are need ing most Is a man who knows a little something about corporation fights and high finance." And at this the engi neer forgot the Smith disabilities, real or Inferential, and went on to explain In detail the peculiar helplessness of the Timanyoni company as the antag onist of the as yet unnamed land and Irrigation trust. Some real opportunities come to "John Smith," but the fear of detection and capture worriea him deeply. Some big develop ments are given in the next in stallment. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Servants as Hosts. A curious custom exists in the town of Port of Spain, in the island of Trin idad. Every year the servants, who are all black, give a grand ball for their masters and mistresses. The Princes building, a huge place where all public entertainments are held, is engaged, and everything is done in the best style. There are two halls for dancing, one for the servants and the other for their guests, both of which are beautifully decorated. The best band in the island is en gaged, and the guests are given a champagne supper. Etiquette is very strict and precedence rigidly observed by the servants, the governor's butler and his lady going in before the chief 1 justice's groom, and so on. Conscription of Inheritances One Means of Meeting War Cost By THE RT. REV. CHARLES H. BRENT Proteitant Episcopal Bishop of the Philippines In the practical consideration of "ways and means'' at the present time the question of inheritance con scription should he taken up in detail. The younger generation would he deprived of tho individual wealth of their fathers, but they would bo beginning their lives with equal opportunities in a country of better opportunity, not weighted down by an enormous debt and financial burden. The idea of the abolition of inheritance is not new. It has been suggested many times, to be accomplished either by the imposition of very high inheritance taxes or the prohibition of legacies over a certain fixed sum. I am not urging it as my solution of the present situation, but 1 consider it worthy of the gravest consideration. According to the charter of our liberties, all men are born froe and equal. Of course, they are not all born equal. Some are allowed to start their careers with a tremendous handicap. I have, in the fairly recent past, spoken in a great many boys' schools. For the most part the students were rich boys. And I have always taken the position that it was a most unfortunate thiDg for a boy to have his own checkbook, unless he had first learned to earn his own bread. In nine cases out of ten it is an evil result of inheritance. What it does is to debase the value of youth. The boy depends on his checkbook instead of himself. The idea of such abolition of large inheritance is the very antithesis of socialism. Socialism tends to decrease the freedom of the individual. The principle of making it impossible for any youth to inherit a large fortune is a principle of individualism; it would act to increase the free dom of the individual. In drawing nearer to actual equality, it would offer to the young man more opportunity of individual development and individual value. It would make the individual more important to the state because of his own innate value. It would proceed on a principle of individual democracy instead of on a principle of socialism. It would mean equality of opportunity, and that is the basis of democracy, the basis of our nation—what we are fighting for. In the present time of need it would release an immense amount of money, and free the country from a great future burden. Why Anglo-Saxon Countries, Other Than America, Have Fewest Felons By H. A. FORSTER of New York Among the enlightened nations the United States leads the world in manumitting murderers and enlarging felons, while Anglo-Saxon countries not under the American flag have the least percentage of mur» derers and felons. This extraordinary and deplorable phenomenon is not due to obscure causes. If Americans wish to remove this reproach, they have only to study the criminal procedure of Anglo-Saxon countries. The vital features in which the English, Australian and Canadian criminal procedure differs from that of the majority of American criminal courts are the following: The British, Scottish, Canadian, Australian, South African or Indian trial judge is a strong judge, not a mere moderator. He gives the jury the benefit of his experience and skill by advising them in difficult ease3 respecting the weight and effect of the evidence, what he believes the evidence has shown, but he also informs the jury that they are the sole judges of the facts, and are at liberty to disregard his advice. The dis tinctive features of Anglo-Saxon jury trials is a strong and experienced trial judge aiding and advising the jury, but leaving the ultimate decision of all disputed questions of fact to the jury, instead of acting as a weak and opinionless moderator, as the trial judge must do in three-fourths of our states. In Canada the judge may try most criminal cases without a jury where a jury is waived by defendant. No trial by newspaper, no publicity bureau work is allowed while any action, whether criminal or civil, is pending; only a true and fair report of evidence and court proceedings is allowed to be published pendente lite; sweatbox and third-degree are unknown alike among the police and public prosecutors. Trial by newspaper and publicity bureau work pendente lite are suppressed by vigorous enforcement of the common-law; practice in relation to contempt of court. ' " 1 World -Neighborhood Problem of Today Similar to That of Individuals By DR. J. A. MACDONALD. Editor of tho Toronto Globe The problem of living is the problem of a man's right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. It claims the right of a man to enjoy th® fruit of his labors. It affirms that no able-bodied man shall be allowed, as Lincoln said, to eat bread by the sweat of another man a brow. It declares that difference in capacity, which yields difference in. achievements and in rewards, must not interfere with democracy's equality of opportunity for all and special privileges for none. It requires that as slavery is a dishonor and a degradation to humanity, every man s liai l be allowed to be master of his own life and be helped to make that self mastership intelligent, just and free. And the individual problem of living is involved in the social problem of living together. The social problem may be simple enough when the neighborhood ia 6mall, the individuals few, their interests plain, and their rights una3 sailed. But that problem becomes infinitely complex as life widens ita horizons, deepens its needs, heightens its aspirations and becomes more keenly sensitive to its own destiny. An d this is the world-neighborhood problem today, the problem of the individual nation maintaining the strength and fullness and freedom of its own life in just relations with the rights of other nations in the same world community; the problem of one race preserving its identity and its ideals in the same world order with other races and their distinc tions and their ideals; the problem of one people, strong and masterful, securing and enlarging their place in the sun without shutting the needed sunshine out of the life and history of other peoples, who also have aspi» rations and obligations in the same world neighborhood. This is today the problem of the world.