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By HENRY RUSSELL MILLER,
"The Man Higher Up"
Copyright, 19!!, by the Bobbs-Merril!
After a languid good night to John
Mrs. Hampden went, with an air of
utter weariness, into the house.
Hampden, however, for the space of
one cigar, remained on the terrace,
chatting pleasantly, during which time
John discovered that even Steve Hamp
den, hard driver of men and daring
speculator, had a very likable side
and took a mighty pride in his daugh
ter. When the cigar had been tossed
Rway Hampden rose, shaking hands
cordially with John.
"I'd better take my own advice. I
have to work tomorrow, but don't
you miss this fairy night. Come
around often. John. And don't let this
girl flirt the head from yonr shoul
"I'm already fearful for my peace
•vf mind.'* John laughed. "But 1 shall
come often, thank you."
It would be evidence of an officious
surveillance ro set down here just how
often John Dunmeade journeyed to the
•ugly house behind the hedge. It was
not. however, thanks to the duties of
his candidacy, as often as he would
But there were other matters de
manding the attention of John Dun
meade. nominee for the office of dis
trict attorney by grace of the bosses'
«alMIee. For he saw an army, whose
discipline and weapons and effective
ness caused him to wonder, go forth
to war. Not with pomp and panoply
that was to come later. This was the
time for scout and reconnolssance. for
the drawing of maps, the seizing of
strategic positions and for numbering
the enemy. The enemy—the people-
John perceived, made no counter prep
arations, did not even see the neces
Jeremy Applejrate one day pave John
^a new point of view. Jeremy was an
old soldier, a cripple, and a clerk in
the recorder's office.
"I'm almighty glad." said Jeremy,
"that for once I've got to work for a
man I got «ome respect for. I'm a
pretty specimen of citizen, ain't I?" he
exclaimed bitterly. "I got a job.at
Why've I got it—because I'm fit for it?
Guess you lawyers that have to read
my kinky handwrlte know better'n
that It's because I'm an old soldier
and a pegleg and the kind of shrimp
that'll go round whinin' to his friends
iftbout his job so's to get them to
vote the ticket. Yessir, I'm that kind.
1 fit for my country all right, but I did
it because it was my duty, not so's to
te able to get a job and beg for votes
^afterward. I was a man then. Now
I'm a parasite. For nigh onto twenty
.years I've done it. because 1 c-nn'r
make a livin' any other way. for good
men and bad men, for them I can re
spect—mostly for them 1 can't resjK'tt.
2 ain't allowed a mind of my own ner a
'Conscience, and every time I go cam
paignin' I feel like a pup. Do you
Irnbw what it is? It's hell, that's what
"What we need." said John, "is civil
"Civil service: They've got civil serv
ice in the postofJBce. Did yon ever
hear of a postmaster or his elerk that
wasn't in politics?"
But a grumbling soldier often is a
good fighter witness Jeremy on a
scouting expedition. It begins at the
establishment of Silas Hieks. livery
laian. Jeremy, being a pegleg, cannot
tramp the weary miles ahead of him.
He drives out into the country, brow
wrinkled as he marshals his argu
ments. He has no eyes for the calm
beauty of the afternoon. pulls
JIB the jogging horse beside a field in
the middle of which a man is seen
driving a hayra'se. !n response to
Jeremy's hail the man«descends from
Ms seat and walks slowly over to the
"Howdy, comrade," says Jeremy.
"Good harvestin' weather."
"Purty good." comrade agrees. There
is not a cloud in the sky.
"Smoke?" suggests Jeremy. From a
bulging pocket he draws forth a cigar
4drdled by a gaudy red and gold band.
Tbey are very good cigars, costing $10
the hundred. At home repose three
boxes of them, recently purchased.
Jeremy has needed a new suit and his
wife a new dress for more than a
year. Tbese luxuries, however, must
•t)e postponed. ,*',iwr
The fanner holds the cigar to hisprevent
nose, sniffing approvingly. "Til keep
it-,till after supper." deposits it
__ sarefuHy on the bottom rail of the
fence beside his water jug.
Jeremy resorts again to the bulging
pocket "Keep that and smoke this
now." he offers generously. The farm
er lights the cigar. From another
pocket Jeremy draws forth his own
w«g&.. This pocket is not so well filled
-and contains only "three ,/fera** for
After further preliminaries Jeremy
wens Are. ...
*$t *"'''-,. .-
"S'pose you're goiu' to git into line
this fall, same as ever, comrade?/* lie
The farmer leans on the fence in an
attitude suited to comfortable argu
ment. ''Well, I don't know's I a
"With Johnny Dunmeade on thevery
"I'll vote for him. He's all right.
Does my law work. I don't think
much of the state ticket, though."
Forthwith Jeremy launches iuto a
passionate defense of his party, in
which the tariff is freely mentioned.
Reference is made also to the days
when comrade and he shared blankets
together on the red soil of -Virginia.
talks rapidly, dreading to hear the
argument which he cannot answer.
Comrade is not unimpressed, but is far
"Well. I don't know." he says slowly.
And then brings forth the thing that
has been haunting Jeremy's nights and
days. "I'm bothered some about that
trust company business. Looks to me
as if some of Murchell's politicians
was at the bottom of it. When, they
git to foolin' with our banks, it's time
to make a change. If we let 'em go
on, how'm I to know that my bank
ain't mixed up with 'em?'*
There is a silence, while* Jeremy
braces himself for his duty. "I know.
It—it's been botherin' me, too. But,"
he look& away and tries manfully to
keep the whine out of his" voice, "I'm
askin' you as a favor to me to over
look it. They've served notice on me
that |V got to bring in my list for
the whole ticket or my job goes."
There is another pilence. a longer
one. while the farmer chews his cigar
"Well." he says at last, "I'd like to
do ye a favor. Jeremy. I'll think it
ANY years before the"re had
come to Ne Chelsea a shep
herd to lead the Presbyterian
flock and to die, leaving bis
wife, a shy. plain little woman, and
her son, to struggle with the problem
of existence. She must have strug
gled effectively, for New Chelsea bears
witness that never was recourse had
to Its ready charity. Some credit must
be given to the son who, when public
schooldays were over, bent himself to*
the problem a moon "faced lad who
blinked uncomprehendingly at the
teasing and pranks of his former
schoolmates. Slow, patient, unobtru
sive, of the sort that despite sundry
time honored maxims usually finds
recognition reluctant, he yet won it
When those of his generation whose
fathers had been able to provide a
college education returned on thenothing
threshold of manhood to begin life,
they found Warren Blake already. In
the eyes of his neighbors, a success,
assistant cashier of the bank and own
er of certain small mortgages, but not
all boastful over it. continued,
even when he became cashier, modest
ly unaware that he had become a
model young man. was a literal
man who took all things seriously, his
duty to his bank, his treasurership of
the Presbyterian church. was
rarely known to laugh.
After thirty-five years' acquaintance
New Chelsea had found no explanation
of him. It was admitted that even
Judge Dunmeade, who had a liking
for sonorous phrases, had failed with
his ''triumph of the commonplace vir
tues." And It continued to choose
Warren Blake as treasurer for those
organizations requiring such an officer,
executor of its last wills and testa
ments and trustee of its estates, of
which trusts he always rendered
prompt and exact accounts.
And now, all Ne Chelsea knew, he
and Stephen Hampden were organiz
ing a company of fabulous capitaliza
tion to work the coal fields.
One morning in mid July Warren
was as usual at his desk. The day
had already become hot and stifling.
The clerks at the counter grumbled
profanely at the rule, promulgated by
Warren, that forbade them to appear
coatless, and glanced enviously through
the plate glass partition at the cashier,
very handsome and cool looking in his
light gray suit socks and necktie to
match. was reading, with a slow
care that overlooked no syllable, the
papers on the desk. When he had read
them he arranged them in two neat lit
tle piles, which, he labeled "Options
Granted" and "Options Refused."
As this task was completed Stephen
Hampden entered the bank, with a
pleasant nod in reply to the clerks' re
spectful greeting. He made his way
into the cashier's office.
"Phew!" he whistled, drawing a
chair up to the desk. "It's a hot day,
isn't it? Have you the options?"
Warren pushed the two piles of docu
ments toward him. At one Hampden
merely glanced the other. "Options
Refused," he opened and read rapidly.
"H-m-m! All Deer township proper
ties. Why won't they sign?"
•They want cash, not stock, for their
"Did you point out to them the^ pros
pective value of the stock and the ne
cessity of being all in one company to
price-cutting and the Opportu
nity to improve the community by
opening up a new business?"
"I did. But we're not trying to im
prove the community we're trying to
-make money for ourselves." *Cr|.
"I'm afraid. Warren, you^were the
wrong man to send after those op
"I was," said Warren calmly?" "I
told yon SQ at first. I'm not a clever
I don't want ttttie Ufjtjuty^iOBe ej
fa this a I barsuto.
(vara r* send .Who bunmeaW ^ftlr'J^* •d^J»l
2hose options?" W couTdnmTje hiin'at
torney for us and the- company and
give him stock. What do yon think?"
Warren took several minutes to con
sider this suggestion. "He can do it if
any one can." he said at last ?H is
popular among the farmers. Ev
erybody likes ,him. I like him. too.
though he is always laughing at me."
"Eh? Why does he laugh at you?"
Hampden inquired. ^J^V^
"1 don't know," answered Warren
evenly. "I shall ask him sometime.
Shall I send for him?",, ,t. ,„ .,.„k
Warren opened the door and sent one
of his clerks with the message. Then
he sat down, staring thoughtfully at
the smoke from Hampden's cigar.
Hampden took up a pad and pencil and
began to make sonie calculations.
"He won't do it." Warren said sud
"Why not?" Hampden looked up
from his penciling.
"Aren't we honest?" Hampden de
"We're not—sentimental." Warren
answered calmly. "He is. We're try
ing to take advantage—legitimately, of
course—of the farmers in a bargain.
That's the thing he likes to fight* 'f
"Not at all," Hampden contradicted
eoldly. "This is a straight business
proposition, and I guess he'll not be
sentimental when we offer him, *say,
ten thousand—in stock. W let
him have that much without jsing
"I don't think he'll take it** Warren
insisted without warmth. **And he
isn't a fool. He doem't ?»eefl money.
He's the sort that people take to. whe
ther he has it or not. I'm not like that.
I've got to have money to get people's
respect. You're that Kind too."
"Eh?" Hampden stared, half amus
ed, half angered by Warren's matter of
fact explanation. Warren was not in
the habit of talking of himsef. "Turn
ed philosopher, have you You'd better
stick to banking, where you're at
A few minutes later John entered the
bank. Hampden greeted him cordially.
Warren listened patiently "while the
other men used up a few ailnutes in
pleasant preliminaries. Th* came at
last to the purpose of John's summons.
*T suppose you've heard of our coal
proposition?" Hampden suggested
"There y&m Jbe a good deal of legal
work in connection with It
In a few rapid, terse sentences
Hampden outlined his plan of organiza
tion. Mindful of Warren's prediction
and seeing John's face grow gravely
dubious he endeavored to make his ex
planation quite matter of fact.
"Of course." he concluded, "you're
familiar with the details. There is
new in the plan."
"We don't know much about high
finance in Ne Chelsea. But I read
the papers sometimes. It is almost
a classic, 1 should say," John replied.
"Substantially the plan of all pro
motions."' Hampden agreed.
"Let's see if I get you right. You
take the options in your own name,
agreeing to pay for the coal in stock
of your company. Then you agree to
turn the properties over to the com
pany for a little more than twice this
consideration, out of which you pay the
farmers. This gives you control of the
company that owns the coal and it
hasn't cost you a cent. The money for
development and operating you lend
the company, taking as security first
mortgage bonds." hesitated, look-
I'm sorry, but I can't do it."
ing directly at Hampden. J-?'That hard
ly gives the farmers a square deal.
The pupils of Hampden's eyes con
tracted suddenly. "Certainly it does."
he answered with some emphasis,
"since it converts nroperties that have
been eating themselves up in taxes into
a producingproposition. I didn't say/*
he added carelessly, "that yonr fee
ought, in my opinion, to be about $10.
000—in stock." .,-,.»
"Worth how much?"
"Worth par," Hampden answered
with conviction. "Eventually."
"Phew! You haven't impressed
as a man who would pay city prices
for country butter, Mr. Hampden.**
John replied tooughtfujryv ^JjBsjt.why^
so much?" ^i£iisi
Yen-will be expected to earn hV* lar."
•aM Hampden dryly. "Are yon^ra ^be^ ^^H told me once that he didn't care
of questioning fees because they
Hampden abruptly straightened up
in his chair. "You may stick to
•gouge.' Do I understand that you re
fuse the job?"
"I have been trying to explain my
"I'm not deeply concerned with your
reasons." Hampden remarked shortly.
picked up a document and pointed
ly began to peruse it. Observing that
John did not at once take the hint, he
looked up. nodding carelessly. "Oh!
John rose, flushed under the curt dis
missal and went out of the bank.
"I told you so." Warren said.
"Can't you say anything more origi
nal than that?" Ham:»den exclaimed
impatiently. Warren couldn't, so he
held his peace.
"What I'd like to know," Hampden
added reflectively, dropping the docu
ment, 'i why Murchell let him be
nominated. A yonng lawyer who re
fuses a big fee for sentimental reasons
has no place in Murchell's machine."
was talking to himself rather than
But this was attacking what had al
most attained the sanctity of a tradi
tion, an institution proudly cherished
by New Chelsea! "Murchell is a smart
man." Warren was.moved to protest,
"and he likes Dunmeade. And maybe
John is smart enough to guess that
the stock may be worth nothing—even
Hampden looked at him sharply, but
Warren's face was as expressionless
as that of the soldiers' monument.
"Well," the capitalist remarked philo
sophically, "it's Murchell's business,
That evening Katherine was to be
found on the terrace. _She was looking
particularly well, a fact of which she
was not altogether unconscious. Bu
she was restless and wandered aim
lessly into the library where she found
her father busy at his desk on which
lay a profusion of papers and blue
prints. nodded abstractedly.
"Still at work, dad7 Don't you ever
get tired of it?"
"I guess it's the only thing I know
how to do. My generation was never
taught to take pleasure seriously. You
needn't complain, though." leaned
back in his chair and surveyed her ap
provingly. "Where are the swains?".
She yawned. "There seems to have
been a devastating epidemic. You will
kindly proceed to amuse me." ,f
"All this gorgeousness wasted •*&£?
She yawned again. ,"1 was rather
looking for John Dunmeade this even
/'Henc6 Tthat"gown*and that stunning
new arrangement of the hair? You're
not going to fall in love with an incom
petent one horse country lawyer, are
"It is not beyond the bounds of pos
sibility." she laughed. "But is John an
incompetent? 1 don't believe it
"He i3. proved it today. I gave
aim the chance to make some money,
more than he is likely to make in five
years, and be turned it down—for senti
mental reasons! And the worse of it
is he didn't turn ft down regretfully,
bat bluntly, quite as though it didn't
matter! That sort of man won't
much for money. I tfMturht then
A 3 coatfnued the
Only Ym not^ile clear" i^f''m^^W"tlW^yl^^^j^Em
you expect me to earn a fee of $10/100
in stock worth par—eventually."
"The usual legal matters—charter,
organization, conveyances and so on.
And." casually, "helping us to sign up
the^Deer township properties." -„.
"They don't like the proposition?'^?
"They're the only ones who haven't
accepted itJ ,vThey seem to be holding
out under the advice of this fellow—
Craushawe. is it?" Warren nodded.
"We think you can swing them into
"I see." said John thoughtfulljvifiHis
brow wrinkled in a troubled fashion as
he gazed-reflectively out at the clerks
sweltering behind the cage. Hampden
and Warren waited patiently for his••since
.At last he raised his eyes to Hamp
den's. "I'm sorry, but 1 can't do it."
"Why not?" Hampden demanded.
"This* fellow Cranshawe happens to
be a good deal of a man. and his
neighbors are clients of mine in a smail
way and friends also. 1 think. They
do me the honor to trust me. 1 shouldn't
care to advise them in this matter."
"Why :iot?" Hampden demanded
"Let us say," .lohn smiled, "that 1
am in politics and don't want to com
plicate my vote getting.""
"That isn't your reason."
"Weil." John said regretfully, "if
you will have it. it isn't a proposition
that I can conscientiously recommend."
"You impeach my honesty?"
"1 do not go so far. -sir. Honesty is a
matter of intent. I think I understand
your point of view—that you will con
vert their idle coal, as you say. into an
income property and by starting a new
industry will iudirectly benefit the
whole valley, which is probably true.
But the point is that the coal, the one
indispensable element in the situation,
is theirs, and in return for it they
should at least have control."
"The coal has always been there.
We furnish the initiative and the
brains and the money to make it use
"I see that. too. But don't you think
initiative of this sort is sometimes—er
"Do you know of any capital that
will offer better terms than I do?"
"I do not." John confessed. "And it
strikes me." he added gravely, "that
you are taking advantage of that fac
to gouge"—the word slipped out he
corrected himself hastily—**to drive a
close bargain with the farmers."
"Are you?" And she added quickly,
seeing his look of aggrieved astonish
ment. "But of course^ I know, yon
"I am not,*' he said emphatically. "I
"•have always kept my operations strict
ly within the law. and that is more
than a good many men who aren't call
ed crooks can say. Of course," he
went on. "I know perfectly well I'll
not be consulted when you come ta
marry. You will choose your husband
according to your own tastes"—
"I have the right." she interrupted
I shall have to live with him."
"Unless I have to support him!"
"You wouldn't have tdV* she said
positively, "even if he were poorly I
can do without luxury." .^/"
,„ (T E CONTINUED)!'
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