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SAMUEL’S MARRIAGE
BT ri.MtrKTE.
{Copyright. 1P1 ft, by Associated Lit
t'rary Press. »
£•■ The front door slammed behind thi
professor's departing form, and be
fore Ha vibration Had ceased l'.Melb
•Hid Mat|tr«t were hnvcritiK behitu
the lace draperies in the little par
lor
Professor Mead slowly drew ,,n hii
gloves and peered near-sightedly uj
and down the street It was barel;
jwn&ibte that be was looking for i
«*re—but no! A girl's trim figur.
came into View and the turned Hush
Inf dark eyes and smiling «• arlet life
toward the tail, lean man on thf
step* lie lifted his hat with attfl
courtesy and together tniktng ear
nestly, they disappeared around Iht
corner.
"This t* the sixth die . Margaret
and ) don’t know how long It hat
been going on before we noticed it.
said the older Miss Mead, with u
sharp little sigh. 'T>o you suppos.
after ail these years of bachelorhood
that Samuel will marry a Kiri like
Jenny !>•<■."'
"Of course he will"’ returned Mar
garet impatlentb Samuel is Just
the sort of blind old mob- that would
overlook all the clever, sweet, really
refined girl* he has known and fa!
In -loco with a. oiitioiutt, elinuiy + rea
tube like that l.oe girl. 1 wash tm
m
BpiBHrot the wholt affair'" W ith
gesture of disgust Margaret picket]
tip a piece of embroidery and hem
Serious eyes to Its intricate stitehery
Estell e paced the floor restlessly7
*'l hafl hoped he would fancy Pussy.
pTte I* so clever."
In what way?" asked Margaret.
-Bryiy.
"Why—aho is a remarkable house
keeper—and so charming In every
kegy- And, she is so Interested in his
Work," stumbled Kstelle, with some
chagrin. "Really, Margaret, you tlo
take one up so! We have always
thought I’u two to be clever in her
a ay."’
Margaret laughed ■ pussy Is a dear,
and 1 would rather have her for a
-brw than any .Tttvr-r gin in
the world, hut Pussy's cleverness Is
merely tact anti charm. What our
distinguished brother wants is some
Ignorant little chi* who will make
him wait upon her and go off without
hist breakfast every morning;”
"Pussy’s husband will never g.,
away without his breakfast." assert
ed Kstelle. loyally; "hut. oh, dear—
It doesn't seem possible that a Mead
•could marry into that Ia?e family"'
“What does the girl do?” asked
Margaret.
"Works In Beadles' store—I have
bought laces from her," groaned Ks
telle. She sank Into a deep ehalr and
remained silent for a long time. At
test she lifted a determined fate. I
shall ask him what It means. I*h!.
is the tim time he has ever >ii«j
t" an.. isirP
her shapely
Kp telle
>ughi
the slightest attention
Margaret shrugged
Shoulders
bttr that evening,
her sister with tearful
"It is unite trot .vlargaret." sh*
•aid. calmly. "1 ukked Samuel, ptthv
blank, if he r’eally meant anythin*
*.V»- atVi'inion.- to Jenny and h>
started at me with that irritating ati
of itupldity, and you know Samuel Is
'lar from stupid—and said that I had
anticipated hla announcement;”
’ Is that all?”
"He aald he was sure we would all
be very happy together and If we
were not. why, he'd Just go away and
•make « new homo with Jenny! What
shall we do?" Estelle's voice died out
In n little wail of despair.
repeated Margaret, energet
ically. ‘'There Is only one thing to
do In such cases! We must pretend
we lire delighted with the match and
we must Invtte the girl here and find
out the best there Is In her and tiring
it out. 1'erhaps she la musical—that
covers a multitude of minor defects!”
"Jb'W shall we go about it'.’ One
of us must (all upon her. 1 suppose
I don't even know where ihe girl
lives.”
■'To-morrow will he Samuel's birth
day We might ask the girl to din
ner— because, you know, Estelle, Sam
has always been good to us ” said
Margaret, bravely.
And Kstelle tearfully acquiesced.
Jenny I.ee raised her black brows
tri undisguised amezement when Mar
garet Mead stopped at the luce coun
ter and Invited her to dinner that
evening
'I am .Margaret Mead,” said the
professor's * later, pleasantly, "Sam
-e-nr; tTffs told us all about you—and
we are, uty. glad- indeed, This Is Trie
birthday and my slater and I thought
It would be charming If you would
be with us.”
Miss !,ee reddened with pleasure,
and with her exotic coloring looked
handsomer than ever. She threw a
withering glance at a fellow clerk
; who was greedily absorbing what she
1 could of the conversation.
i shall be happy to come," she
,iald, stiffly. "It's funny the profes
sor should have told you about me,
i though,” she added, confidentially.
it was quite natural that he
should tell us,” aald Margaret, a bit
Coldly. "We will expect you at 7
o’, lock then,” she said as she walked
away*.
"Sure!” returned Mias Dee, affably.
Thai is how M happened that the
Missis Mead found themselves enter
tuinlng Jenny Ue in the tiny parlor of
their home. Through the curtain* a
glimpse of the dining room cryuid he
seen, with a daintily set ta'ile and- a
huge pink-frosted cake In the center
Miss Lee was very tately in a
; rustling black silk Cown. and her
i black hair was t—istod Into an in
tricate mass of. coils and puffs and
braids. It ir*Vtated Estelle, because
the girl did jjot seem to know what
to do with her hands and feet.
"l)o vdu play?” asked Margaret al
last, ‘vheii the stilted conversation
cam to an abrupt pause.
Miss l.ee's face brightened. “Indeed
r do!" she exclaimed. “Ive been look
ing at that lovely piano ever since I
lame. Have you heard the new song.
V.'iw1 for a. Sail ill My Airship'?" she
asked, moving tow ard the instrument.
' No." said Kstelle. grimly.
"Play It, do'" Margaret’s voice was
far from steady. She was thinking of
Pussy Lincoln and her exquisite ren
dering of Chopin. If Samuel prefer
red u younger wife and the allurement
of popular music it was Samuel's
i business.
Jenhy Leo played with a dash ami
FROCK FOR STREET OR HOUSE
nr MRS, JA*K KOKH.
Jn the new model* the overskirt In cither etmulated or real effect Is proml
Rutnt. and In many of the moat charming frocks the prtnreas panel la clever
ly introduced. The waists often have the button over finish at the front,
e/lth the fashionable short sleeve lengthened by u soft under sleeve. K most
-*s*-a*. attractive) 11 ttl«
muaei in w n 1 r n
these features uro
t omblned 1m pic
tured. and it will
be eaayjito develop.
The pattern in
cut In three tlxes
that will fit any
girl between the
wires of fourteen
and eighteen year*.
To copy it for m
girl sixteen years
of age six and one
quarter yards of
goods thirty-six
Inches In width, .or
five and one quart -
er yards, forty-four
inches wide, will ba
needed.
In addition to the'
dress material will
l*o needed seven- i
eighths of a yard
of allover for tho
yoke, collar and
sleeves
For wear during
the early spring a
foulard, cashmere,
'-hallls or some of
the heavy weave*
of pongee will be
most useful A be
* o m 1 n k a o 1 t> r
should be selected
and character giv
en the dress by em
ploying a contrast
ing material for
trimming. For tho
yoke and lower
sleeves there is
nothing nicer UlAn
Irish crochet. or
tucked net dyed to
match the materi
al &8 they both
launder easily when
3 SIZES 14 16-18 YEARS
ftkiUusi Ua« putiern fill out th* above coupon *o<1 enclo»« ten cent* lu
»it or coin. A-ddr<?»t» Pattern 1^-pAMnieni, Ktehutond Virginian, Rich*
r-V*. i^nww mii tm rcceiTad wituin a week or ten dnyu after or
IfUt lt*U.
When u not )i
seieeted It should
be remembered that
llio wider mealies
him tile more fash
tunable, and the
net is generally
laid over chiffon or
eorne other semi
transparent mate
riel to give it body.
It is an ad van- ,
tage to finish these
parts in a way
that thay may he
removed for lannd
Mrina without disturbing niher portions yf the drees To do this the sleeves
Should be gathered Into bands at the top and basted In position.
The edges of the yoke should be bound with silk tape and also basted In
place
-The -I'loaiov' <»f the frock i# made at the centre back under an inverted box
plait in the skirt.
For warm weather linens, ctiumbray * and ginghams w ill bo most satisfac
tory made in this model.
VIRGINIAN PATTERN COUPON.
No. <>20. April 21.
Street and Number.
City ami State.
Dctif«?d.„....
SIZE MUST BE PUT ON COUPON.
WELLUL UflIT A LITTLE WHILE
BY
ED.6RINHAM
vigor that startled her nearer*. Sh<
sang with a perfect abandonment t<
the spirit of the song, and her fresh
young voice rose high above the pro
| longed ringing of the front door bell.
The busy little maid servant answer
I et] it at last, and just as the song wai
| concluded with a triumpnant trill or
the last note, Margaret heard her bn*
frher’s inquiring voice in the front hall
Presently the door was pushed slow
ly 0(x n. throwing the piano and th«
* occupant of the carved sent before i
| into obscurity. Professor Mend's lorn
, pale face was thrust cautiously aroum
the lintel, then his lean body followed
and in Ids wake came a small darl
woman w ith a charming face, exquls
itely gowned in pale gray silk, with i
huge bunch of violets nestling in th«
laces of her gown.
The professor lad, her forward w ith ?
beaming countenance. "I told Estellt
Jenny -I’ve made myself a birthday
about our engagement last night
present? girl'’’ He stood, bark «uh
rubbed his hands complacently.
"Pussy Lincoln!" screamed th*
Misses Mead, oh they flung them
selves into the * in brace of the new
corner. lTofessor Mead encircled th*
group with his long arms, and so ii
happened that none of them notieet
the slender form of Miss Lee glidt
stealthily from the room
Margaret noted her absence ant
darted into th** hall. “Why—you art
not going. Miss Lee; You were t<
stay to dinner, you know," lalter**
Margaret, watching Jenny Leo faster
on her big hat with rkewer-llk*? pins.
Miss Lee winked in a friendly man
ner. "Not on your life! I saw in u
minute the professor had got a sur -
prise on you girls, and as it's hi*
birthday you wan’t a little family
party! i'll come some other time. Mis*
Mead, if It's just the same to you
You see. the professor in a fine fellow
and all the girls in my class at tin
night sc hool think he’s great -you sec
h» ’s been read good to me. I’m study
ing English and bookkeeping, and w*
walk down the street together every
morning he ain’t a bit stuck up, you
know and when I’ve learned enoug!
he’s going to help me get a good pu-.
li n. Miss Lincoln’s :ny Sunday-sehoo.
teacher so. you see, I guess 1 won't
butt in to-night! So long!" With *
bright nod and a hearty grasp **f Mar
garet’B extended band, she was gone.
In the parlor she fell Into Estelle's
ecstatic embrace. “1 have Just remem
bered that Pussy's real name Is Jenny,’
whispered Estelle in Margaret's ear.
Mins Lincoln sat down at the piano
and struck a few soft chords.
The two girls kissed the professor
warmly. "We are so happy—about you
and Pussy," they explained.
•*I knew you would be delighted with
Jenny,” he said, blinking amiably at
th« m
Tasty Dishes for Amateur Cooks
t liocotato \ iinIlia Layer Cuke.
Heat u> a cream one-half cuplu.
butter and a cup of sugar. When the
is light beat in. a little at a time,
one-lialf cuptul milk and a teaspoon
ful \ anllla. Heat the whites of sis
eggs t" a stiff froth.
HI ft together a teaapounful baking
powder and two scant cupfuls pastrj
.flour that has been sifted twice. Stir
the flour and whites of eggs alter
nately Into the mixture. Have three
deep <ake pans well buttered and
spread two-thirds of tho batter In two
of them. Into the remaining hatter
stir one ounce chocolate, melted, and
spread In the third plate. Hake in a
moderate oven for about twenty-five
minutes. Put one of the white lay
ers on a large dinner plate and spread
with white icing. Put the dark eaki
on this and spread with loing. On
this put the third cake and spread
with either white or chocolate Icing.
Icing.
To make the icing, put into a gran
tte saucepan one cupful sugar and
one-half cup water and boil gently,
without stirring or shaking. until
bubbli s commence to rise from the
bottom. This will, take about five
minutes. Heat the white of two eggs
to a stiff froth, and pour the hot
syrup onto them In a thin stream,
boating the mixture all the time. Con
tinue to l>eat until the Icing la thick
ened, then flavor with vanilla. I'se
a!) of ttu* for the icing or put twn
thlrd* between the cakes for the till
SIDELIGHTS ALONG
WASHINGTON BYWAYS
(Special LorreHponiiHnre to rhe \ Ir
> : ginia n.)
WASH IN( JTTiN, J). <' . A pri l 20.— j
A member of the press gallery, who!
frequently takes occasion to wax sar
castic and sometim* frivolous in dis
‘ cussing the attitude of members of
Congress on the floor of the House
; and in the Senate chamber, is sorry <
‘ that he ever let it become known that
he Is a Mason.
Some titne ago a member of the
House from a Southern State made a
speech which did not meet with the
going to talk to you as a Mason, not
Jia a member of the House of Ttep-»
resentatives to a member of the press'
gallery. I must pledge you never t«<
hold me up t«» ridicule in the eye*
of my constituents; never to criticise
me in the fashion which character
ized your dispatch last week, and al
ways to treat me kindly with consid
eration. I pledge you on your word
of honor as a Mason.**
Before the correspondent had 1
chance to get a word in edgewise the
member hustled hack on t•» the floor
approval "f tile journalists in tines
tlon. He wrote a dispatch which UK
not deal gently with the Souther!
j member, in fact, it held him up t<
ridicule. Tin dispatch was copier
throughout the South, and the vic
tim, indignation, looked up the cor
respondent, and began to berate hirr
for underestimating his ability. Th<
member was in the midst of his lee
turn when he saw a Masonic pin It
the lapel of the correspondent's tout
The lecture ceased forthwith.
“Are you u Mason,” lie asked.
“I am.'' replied the correspondent
unable to understand what that far
had to do wTh tiie subject under dis
t >488ion.
; <>f the House.
‘1 suppose 1 must keep that pledge,
said the correspondent, 'hut hereaf
ter there will he no visible signs that
1 tun a Mason. That Masonic pin will I
repose on my dresser so Ion if as Con
gress is in session.”
"I am frequently troubled with in
somnia," said a member of the House,
"and when 1 toss around for an hour
or so J get up and read the Congres
sional Directory. That old book is
not such dry reading as one might
Imagine. 1 lind that the autobiogra
phies of members gives me an excel
lent insight into the characters of the
i men with whom 1 associate evert
‘‘Shakt said the member, extend*
ir.K his hand, and giving- the corre
spondent all the grips known to the
fraternity, and at the same time
whispering words which, evidently*
wa re of great ngnillcance in a. lodge
room.
”Nuw.'* «aid the legislator, l am
imr, and tin remainder of the ieing
add an ounce of melted chocolate and
spread over the top of the cake.
To melt the chocolate, shave line
Into a cup and set In a pan placed
over the tea kettle or In hot water.
EMMA PADDOCK TELFORD.
Men of Cornwall.
Mr yulller Touch in a recent ad-!
dress to students paid a high compli
ment to the miners and fishermen of
\ Cornwall flood manners, he said, '
were the fim at Index of a noble nature,
and Cornish people had been distln- !
gulshed for this quality. Visitors to
i Cornwall had frequently remarked on |
tin good manner? shown by the people, j
and he saw no reason why that good
quality should not continue to char- ;
acterlze them. In Cornwall the best
mannered people he knew the miners
j and fishermen, men who stood up i
I straight, independent men, who spoke
j out from the rhest and the back of
' the throat, and who did not cringe and j
1 touch their hats and speak in the roof !
of the.r mouths. A true gentleman j
never looked up mid said, "I am as :
good as you;" his thought was. “You
are as good ;i3 j-—* vast difference.
He exhorted the students to be courte
ous and brave and Uberkl, to cherish
‘bright Thoughts and'perform generous
deeds, for these were the first words
of a manual of an English gentleman.
In England nearly is in
1 vested at present lit roller skating
rinks.
day. I-a--t night, fur instance, i tame )
across the autobiography of my
friend. Representative Edward
Thomas Taylor, of Colorado, and af
ter X had finished reading It T went
hack to bed confident that 1 had iin
vle r* atiinaUd the man, even If he did
not. When it come* to being a law
maker Taylor has the average mem- i
her uf the H misc looking like a to w
member of a State legislature. Listen
to what he says about himself
‘‘In 1887 was elected district at-j
torney of the Ninth Judicial district;
in 1896 was elected State senator for,
the Twenty-iirst senatorial district,
and re-elected In 1900 and 1904. his
tw elv e years’ service ending Decent-j
her, 1908; was president pro tem
pore of the Senate one term, and has
the reputation of having been the
author of more important laws and!
constitutional amendments than any
person that ever sat In any legisla
ture of any State In the Union dur
ing the entire history of this govern- |
ment—more than forty general stat- '
utes and five separate constitutional j
amendments that were adopted by a
general vote of the people ;tlso serv
ed five terms as city attorney and j
two terms as county attorney of his
home town and county.
“‘In 1908-1909 hi* was president of;
the Rocky Mountain Alumni Asso- ;
elation of the University of MUhig&n;
is a Mystic. Hhrlner and an Elk. and
has served two terms as an eminent
commander of the Glenwood Com
mandery of Knights Templar,; has
been vice-president of the State uar
association; is vice-president of the
State Association of Sons of Colorado;
has presided over many State conven
tions and other public gatherings; has
held a number of prominent posi
tions in the Democratic party and
has been active In public life In Colo
rado for nearly thirty years.'
“The voters of Colorado need not
be unenlightened about the history
of Taylor, provided he sends them
enough Congressional Directories ''
(Continued rrom Testerday.)
The boss was jubilant.
"Gee! 1 guess we’ll get this job
done on time after all. I thought the
old man was In for a few tines sure."
Nobodjr else tried Cbailoner’a device
—nobody else knew how to use it. lie
found that in hi* eagerness he labored
three times as hard as before. Be
sides. he was even better at the work
than the Italians who knew it, had
become accustomed to It and 'who
wore better titled for.iL A lid, jet there
was nothing wonderful In this con
trivance of his. Buu C ha Honor was
convinced that if some time he could
Induce the boss to put it into constant
operation it would save that gentle
man a great deal of money. Nor did
it ever enter Challoner's head to have
it-pateuted. its principle was that of
the lever, and. of course, even if he
had tried, he could not have obtained
a patent. In no way was there a dol
lar in it.
"But.’’ he told himself, “if ever I go
into this concrete business I shall in
sist upon its use. As a business," he
went on. “what can be more profltabte
than concrete? It produces a wall as
solid as a rock and as indestructible
as brick. Bricklayers receive $5 and
$t> a day. and brick costs money. But
this sand, cement, stone and untkiUal
labor’’— Challoner could see millions
in ft.
Meanwhile he was useful at two and
a half dollars a day. Now they deter
mined to put his brain to work for
them. It became his duty to direct
the mixing gang at his end of the new
store.
“Don’t forget, now; watch out,” said
the superintendent, taking him aside
“so many barrels of cement, so many
barrels of sand and. so much stone.’’
The very first day that he watched
the mixing process he discovered that
the mixer had put in too much rock
and too much sand and too little ce
me □(.
"Look here," cried Challoner. •’you've
made a mistake! Two more barrels of
cemeut so In there."
Hut (he mixer merely grinned.
“Two more barrels of cement, I told
you," persisted Challoner. The head
superintendent liad given him his in
structions. and Challoner meant to see
that they were properly carried out.
The mixer srinned again. Challoner
leaped up on the platform and stood
over the mixer. At that the man
waved his arm. His signal brought
not the head superintendent, but the
general foreman of the work.
“What’s the troubleV” he demanded.
Challoner explained in few words.
“Yon blamed idiot!* burst out the
raging foreman. “You leave the man
alone! Po you think that he doesu t
know how to mix concrete?"
But Challoner now was not a man
(o be so easily turned from his orders,
and again he insisted:
“Two more barrels of cement, I told
you!”
A knot of laborers gathered around
them to await the result. The fore
man saw that the head superintendent
was coming toward them.
“All right, then.” he conceded re
luctantly; "make It two more barrels
of cement.”
But that same afternoon the fore
man singled Challoner out and paid
him. Then lie lunged our. and. strik
ing Challoner on the shoulder, be ex
claimed:
"Thera, ygu Infernal jackass, you're
discharged.'
“Discharged!” The exclamation fell !
from bis lips before Challoner could j
check It. and. notwithstanding his ]
great disappointment, he turned on his
heel and left. He brought his case
before the head superintendent, who
said:
"If Perkins discharged you I can’t
help it. I won’t Interfere.”
“But what was I discharged for?”
“Oh, come now!” cried the superin
tendent. “You must know that you
were discharged for stealing cement!”
Stunned for a moment. Challoner
said not a word. Then slowly he be ,
gan to understand. Craft! Yes, that i
was the solution of the matter.
After this incident Challoner cultl- i
vated a habit of strolling Into the of- ]
flees of the various dealers in the ’
city.
"What are the proper concrete pro
portions ?” was bis request in aii of I
them.
Charts were laken out and consulted. >
There was no difference of opinion (
All agreed that the head superintend
ent’s figures were out of the way, and
by one barrel of cement.
Graft! There was no doubt about It
in his mind, and he proceeded to figure
out Just where the trouble lay. On
that department store Job there were
several mixers. On every mixing the
head superintendent made one. barrel
of cement. There were several fore
men. On every individual mixing the
foremen severally made two barrels
of cement. In every mixing three bar
rels of, cement were left out.
“But what alrtmt the tcallf" Cballo
ner asked himself when once more
alone.
Challoner waa quick to seize his op
portunity. Besides, he was conscious
that a duty rested upon him. Day
and night be scanned the papers, and
found a coacxetr rontract re
m
eonled lie looked up the owner, saw
lilm personally and told tdin facts.
“Vou don't say so," the owner would
respond, opening wide his eyes.
Some contractors, he acknowledged,
were honest, but many were careless.
And then the foremeu on these Jobs
unquestionably were poorly paid. Sure
ly the temptations were great
"You don’t say so,” the owner would
repeat.
And when the Job started this own
er would put a competent man on to
oversee It. Frequently It happened
that this roan was J. H. Challoner. ,
The time came when he made ?5 a
day. Moreover, tije time came when
many of the good concrete walls in
town owed their strength to him.
Hut eveu though Ills time was ful.
It did not interfere with Cballoner's
Interest in the evolution of concrete
and concrete graft, nor was he slow
to recognize Its value to politicians
And so when the 'Ting" sprang its lit
tie surprise Challoner knew what »«i
coming.
"A new concrete hospital," said th«
"ring,” and they foresaw a new con
Crete jail. Possibly they could go suit
further. If they could educate the
people up to it they might have more
new' concrete city buildings.
However, the new concrete hospital
came first. It was one-third finished
when J. L. Challoner applied for and
secured a job as foreman of tbe mix
ing gang on tbe east wing.
'Great Scott: The graft in cement
is appalling"’ Challoner exclaimed
before he had been on the work twen
ty minutes. He found that the bos
pital was being built chiefly of sand
aud broken stone.
“I’ll have to see him boys,” the su
perintendent said. "We must have him
in with us."
Hut Challoner could not be “seen.”
To the contractors the superintend
ent remarked:
“Challoner is a dangerous man.”
“Oh, he’ll come around all right.”*
they assured him. “They ail do.”
The ’Tlug.” the luuer circle of the
politicians, descended on Challoner
like a cyclone.
“Come, come!” they aald. “Whnt’f
your price? Name it and shut up."
t 'halloner still shook his head.
“It's a case of using force,” they tobl
each other .*’
“1 have got to tell somebody about
tills," Challoner assured himself, and
then an inspiration came to him. “I
know—I’ll go to Murgatroyd!”
CHAPTER XIV.
IT Is. of course not given u* la
know what dreams of fame were
Murgatroyd'* when he determined
to threw down the page at the
feet of Oradtebaugh’s; .but, at all
events. It took the best kind of cour
age and mettle, and certainly from the
hour that he had sent for Pemtnk-an
and placed him on the rack In a vain
attempt to get evidence he had never
ceased his Investigation of the big gam
bling house. However, Murgatroyd
had discovered that he was battling
not only with a single institution, but
with a huge political principle—he was
at war with a big city.
Another man might have been dis
couraged, for millionaires, large prop,
erty owners, reputable taxpayers,
statesmen of the highest order and
even his best friends came to hint
and begged him to call off hIs crusade,
but he only shook his bead. As h«
proceeded he made the discovery that
a political organization is not an or
ganization—it Is a man; that crime Is
personified and that corruption is con
crete.
Then one day Mixley and McGrath
burst into the prosecutor's office. __
••Chief." spoke out Mixley Joyously,
"McGrath and me has got the goods!"
McGrath pulled from his pocket a
bulky document made np of deposi
tions.
While Murgatroyd read the docu
ment his subordinates stood watching
him with anxious eyes. Long before
he had concluded they saw in his face
tlie expression that they bad waited
for.
“By George, you don't mean it!” ex
claimed Murgatroyd, smiting his desk
with terrific force.
"l'ou can bet your bottom dollae
that we do!” returned Mixley.
“I’ve waited for this for many
months," the prosecutor said grimly.
He order«d |ds men to summon
Broderick and Thorne.
An hour later they made their ap
pearance. Murgatroyd passed over a
box of cigars.
Broderick lighted and. after puffing
contentedly for a time, commented:
“Good cigars, these. Strikes me that
they’re your first contribution to the
campaign fund, eh?’ And. with a
wink at Murgatroyd. be asked:
"Any Cballoner money in these?”
Murgatroyd smiled grimly.
T-'waptad to-ha.Ee a little confide*-—4
tlal talk with you gentlemen.”
Broderick nudged Thorne and re
marked:
"Perhaps he’s goto’ to divvy!” .. i
Murgatrovd laughed. ~ jllm