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Apply to THE KINGSTON BUILD «+ BERS SUPPLY CO. a 2nd Floor, Room 4, ~~ King Edward Building rrp om The FOURTH ESTATE / " w---- Movelized by, FREDERICK R. TOOMBS Prom the Great Play of the Same Name by Joseph Medill Patter- son énd Harriet Ford, Copyright, 1900. by Joseph Medill Patterson snd Harriet Ford. He led her out of the room. Brand spoke to McHenry, "Did you hear, Mac?' be asked. "He won't decide to run it." "It's tough, old man--it's tough! "This is such a live thing 1 don't see how I can kill it." the managing editor sald, rubbing hand over the face of the form. "That's the best first page ever made up in America," sald McHenry, with justifiable professional pride. Brand was inconsolable. "I've been working tem years for just this thing," he said, "something #0 plain that even children would see what the big thieves are doing." "You go home!" Brand suddenly or dered McHenry, "What? was the surprised exclama- tion. i "I said go home! Brand's face was beginning to twitch nervously. He stood in the middle of the composing room, under the flood- ing white glare from a sixty-four can- dle power electric light, and eiinched and unclinched bis hands, not daring to look McHenry squarely in the face. The night editor began to guess what was passing through Brand's mind. "Yes, but," he began to protest-- "but" -- Brand cut him short, saying agitat- edly: "I am still managing editor." McHenry now realized plainly that the intensely earnest Brand had decid- ed to run the story that very night re- gardless of Nolan's attitude. It would be an easy matter, as Nolan, of course, | would not re nD at the office much longer. And McHenry well knew that such an act would not only bring about Brand's discharge from the Advaace, put that it would as well injure ms reputation in other newspaper offices, where obedience to one's superior, as in any well regulated organization, is a man's first quty under all circum- stances. "Why, man," he exclaimed question. ingly, "you're surely not going to run this story?" Before Brand could give an answer to this last question, even if he had in- tended to do so, Nelan broke in on the palr. "Mr. Nolan," began Brand, "you have heard the whole stery of this miserable affair, both sides of it--Bar- telmy"s and my own, frem our own lips. 'Whatever defense or explanation Bartelmy gave you I don't know. But, so far as I am comcerned, / told you the facts and the truth. You must know that by this time. You must be- lieve it. Therefore why do you er how in heaven's name can you hesi- tate?" Michael Nolan's face shone with the light of determination. "Wheeler, my boy," he said, *Y have learned much from you. I have needed Fresh Caught Saimo.. Live Lobster Dominion Fish Co. vYvewew Furniture Special JBINTS ON LIVING ROOM PIECE) LG HER ERR a t: with such a man as you. 1 have led a rough life for most of my y career. When I rose to be chairman of the Street Railway Workers' union I did so simply through my rugged- ness of character, my ability to master men. Then I was driven out into the world, an outeast, and became a day laborer in the mines. When the day came that I owned my own mine it was again a case of fight, fight, FIGHT, for the lawless claim jumpers threat- ened me above ground, and the law. less ficods assailed me below greund. So in the life I led I did not get the ity to study or evem become with the important men that that coafron pro t t the TL Soulant Sie pers." Nolan drew close to Brand and placed his hand affectionately on the young editor's shoulder. "But you, Wheeler--you have taught me much about those big issués that I familar and the pl ile THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG, THURSDAY, JULY 30, 1914. - tor's little office, the colgn of vantage from which she had previously been able to hear ail that took place in the composing room. Bartelmy proceeded directly to the form before which the two editors were working, and Brand saw that he must undergo another un- pleasant encounter before the presses began to whirl off his story. He glanced impatiently at the clock and raised his brows questioningly to the judge. . *Mr. Brand, has Mr. Nolan been bere tonight? asked Bartelmy. "Yes." "Have you received Instructions about this story?" "Yes." "What were those instructions? Is any 1 receive from the owner, but I will add for your information that the story will be on the press in a very few minutes." ' At this latest declaration of Brand's Brand rubbed the back of his hand across his eyes as though they were deceiving bim. God, it is Judith!" he exclaim he turned to his assistant. Mae, burry--take | this form girl's face and eyes were aglow with the effects of the nervous strain of the Advance. . "Wheeler, you're not going to use that picture?" she pleaded. "Take the form away," again order ed Brand, his voice almost failing him. "No, no; don't send it! Wait, wait™ She threw herself over the inky form, her arms outstretched. Brand tried to draw her away. "Judith, please!™ he protested. "They can't have'-- torical. "Go to lunch, boys," ordered Brand to the typesetters. "We'll miss the mail," protested Me- Henry. "I don't care. Go to lunch." The compositors ceased work at the linotypes and, wondering and whisper ing, slowly filed out. "Judith," Brand besought her, "won't you" -- "Listen to me, Wheeler," she broke in. "I know everything. Fathers has You understand what it means to me-- what he is to me. him for me!" "Judith, it's" Tmpossible." "But it is the human thing to do. Oh, forget these ideals. Be just a man--a man who loves a woman and protects her. You do love me, L know, in spite of everything that you've done." "Yes, I love you!" he cried fervently. "And Wheeler, dear, I've not chang- ed," she told him fondly. "I can see bow right you mean to be in what you are trying to do, but in this you are wrong. Whatever my father may have done, his intentions were honest. He had been involved by others and when he tried to extricate himself R was too late. They, not he, were guilty. It was for their sakes, not his own, that he offered you that money, 80 you see you are wrong. Why, Wheeler, if you belonged to me and committed a crime I would die to shield you from the penalty." Brand apswered her quickly. "That {s wrong reasoning." "No, no; it is right. That must al ways be," she cried. "It is like--like [4a law of life. Can't you see that too? 1 belong to you. Yes, I belong to you, and you should shield me. You must feel toward my father as he were your own because he is mine, It's not pos- sible that you would do this thifg to your own father. Think of him that 'way--your own father! You'll not re- eret it. I'll make it up to you with all y my love for all 'the rest of life! Wheel er, say you will do what 1 ask." She broke down' complétely and sobbed brokenly, leaning across the form, "Oh, say you will do what 1 ask!" Brand tried to raise her, but she clung to him frenziedly, "Judith, for God's sake, don't!" he said. "Yes, yes; you must, you shall!" She told me everything about--bis--guilt.. You must spare : The judge had drawn a few steps away from the pair during the scene between them. He viewed with cal culating savsfaction the battle that his daughter was waging so valiantly in his behalf, and be bad felt that not even the young stoie Brand could re sist this powerful and final appeal of the girl be loved. At his daughter's fast outcry be drew near to the editor. "Brand, are you buoman?' he de manded strongly, poloting to the pros. trated girl with his walking stick. "Human, bupan, Judge Barteimy!" be exclaimed. "You are true to your seif to the end. You bring your daugh- ter bere so that by torturing me with the sight of her suffering you may es cape the penalty of your thievery. I was willing she should think me beart- less to spare her the greater pain of knowing you as you are. But now you bring her here in her innocence to re peat to me your lies. You're degrad- ing. her, dragging her down to your own level, just as you did ber mother before her. If She lets you go on using her it will be with her eyes open." Judith raised her bead amazedly. "What are you saying?" she asked. Brand turned to her and then to the Judge. y "Why, he's lied fo you just as he's Hed all his life, He told you he was trying to shield others. He lied. He never shielded any one but himself. Judge Bartelmy, the power of men like you must be destroyed. When justice is corrupted the nation rots. If I keep silent about you and your meth- ods 1 become your accomplice; | be tray my trust just as you have betray- ed yours." Bartelmy raised his hand deprecat- ingly. Brand, however, drew a deep breath and went resolutely on. He spoke to both the girl and the judge. "Judith, if at the cost of my life I ould spare you this grief 1 would do it gladly. But even that would do no good. You would always despise me for failing when my test came and alk "Stx hours, did you say, Mr. Brands" ways despise yourself for baving caus. ed me to fail. Can't you see you and I are nothing in all this? The individual does mot cxist, only the cause. Judge Bartelmy, that story goes to press," he cried, raising his eyes to meet those of Judith's father, Bartelmy saw that he had played his last card. It was his highest trump, but it had failed to win. What Judith could not do he surely, under the existing circumstances, could not do. Nolan, the only man who could save him if be would, had gone, he knew not where. And it was now press time. All was over. Bartelmy took a single step to- ward his daughter. "Brand, that story is my obituary," he said in low tones. "Oh, no," was the response in sad- dened voice. ™@Men like you don't fin- ish that way. You'll bave about six hours, judge, before that story is read by the public," Judith, too, was ready to admit that her last and culminating effort had been in vain. Wearied and unstrung, she raised herself from the fatal form that was to besmirch the mame and the father that had been her source of pride. She crossed over toward her father, who stood silent and despair ingly in the shadow of one of the lino- type machines. "Goodby, Wheeler, I am going out of your life forever. I am sorry it had The thought of the happy moments that she had spent with Wheeler, tion in which most men in his posi tion would have indulged. To the last he was the cool, polished, suave hypocrite that he had been in the bR- ginning, when those who sought to loot the public for private gain found bim a willing tool "He is right," Bartelmy said to Ju- dith, "He has told you the truth to. night--the absolute truth." He looked at his watch. "Six hours, did you say, Mr. Brand?' he asked. Brand had gathered Judith in his arms. She sighed contentedly as she laid her head upon his shoulder, "Yes," he answered the judge. Judge Bartelmy stood watching the united couple for a moment before he turned and walked away, muttering as he went: "Six hours. Ome may travel far in these days in that time." * . * . * * - The great ship heaved and lunged through the giant seas that swept over. her bows, out of the freezing night, out of the cold northeast. The captain and the first officer, hed to opposit ends of the lofty bridge, choked in the flying spume of wind riven midocean. Somewhere a deep toned bell told of the hour in- the sailors' accustomed fashion. From somewhere out of the depths of the vast groaning fabric tumbled the men of the watch who were now to go on duty to relieve their storm beaten fellows. And somewhere down in the shive ering, rearing hull a gaunt faced, hol low eyed man lay on the saffron hued velvet cushions of a parrow couch at the side of a luxurious stateroom. He was fully dressed in spite of the late ness of the hour and of the fact that he was sleeping--just as he had been the night before. He tossed uneasily, Sometimes he thrust his hands out convulsively as though to ward off a threatening danger. He began to talk incoherently. The ship rolled, and a tray containing dishes and an evening meal that had gone untouched crashed to the floor, "The press--the printing press--has started," he muttered dis- Jointedly as the sound of the breaking dishes penetrated into his wearied brain. His hand instinctively crep under one of the cushi It grasped and for a moment fumbled with a blue sides-- Sun Furnace See the McClary dealer or write for booklet. James McParland, Agent, 339-341 King St. East. steel object, which it drew weakly forth--a revolver. The shock of the cold steel roused the sleeper. He opened his eyes and gazed fascinatedly at the instrument of death. With a cry of terror he relaxed his fingers, and the object dropped to the floor. He groaned the groan of a lost soul in the anguish of its never ceasing toi ture. He turned his face to the wall and tried in vain to close his eyes in sleep. Judgment had been pronounced in the case of "JUDGE BARTELMY VERSUS THE PEOPLE, WHEELER BRAND AND THE ADVANCE." THE END. : - PUY LAI NAY 8 More Doctor's Etiquette. London, July 30.--A telegram from Blackpool says a young man is lying in the Victoria hospital, hover- ing between life and death, with a bullet imbedded in his spine, who could not be operated on for several hours yesterday owing to a dispute as to professional etiquette between the doctors in the habit of attending the patients there. This state of affairs was referred to at the police court, when * James Hargreaves, a retired solicitor, was charged with attempting to murder Frank Hinchcliffe, a solicitor's clerk, by shooting him with a revolver while Hinchcliffe attempted to serve a writ After evidence as to the shooting had been given, Mr. Callis, by whom Hinchcliffe was employed, said the boy's life was hanging by a thread, There were surgeons in the town who could probably have saved him, but a ridiculous dispute at the hospi tal prevented the doctors from going there. "Melon Cutting" a "Crime." Toronto World What newspapers have a word to say about the intimated intention of the Canadian Pacific railway to cut another melon in the interests of its shareholders? Every addition to capitalization which does not mean dollar for dollar of actual benefit to the road is a crime not only against the . straight shareholders, but against the people of Canada. It is these prospective melons which are | eagerly awaited by the speculators | and-miake the shares of a road that cuts them the gamble of the stock exhanges. Will the government -nev- or get down to recognjze that the rights and interests of the people and of the sha:-heolders will never be properly conserved until the pro- ceases which rest in over-capitasi- zation are curbed and controlled? A Profitable Dog. f A real estate man had been out in the country to look at a plece of property, and the old farmer ac- companied him back to town' to close the deal. 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