Evening Star Newspaper, October 19, 1921, Page 25

(Continued from Yesterday's Star.) “No he said. “I guess I'm what ~ou called me—just a straight croolk. ¥ can't se¢ any other way out, Dav T've stolen the money, too, and it's up pack.” “By God—no!" said Dave Henderson through his teeth. "No! You under- stand—no! Miliman shook his head slowly. ‘Dave, it's no good,” he said, quiet- ‘Apart from every other consid- et you anywhere. 1 eration, it_won't Listen, Dave, I— N Dave Henderson interrupted, savagely. “You can cut that out: You're going to preach, but that's no £00d, either! You're going to pull the oody-goody stuff, and then you're ®oing to tell me that sooner or later IN be eaught. anyhow. Well. you can forget it—the preaching, because 1 don't want to listen to vou, and the other, because there's nothing to it now.” He leatied across the table, and Jaughed raucously again, and stared with cynical humor at the other. m ciead—sec? Dave Henderson is dead. A friend of mine pulled the trick on them In 'Frisco. They think Dav Menderson s dead. The book is closed. slammed shut forcver—under- stand? I'm dead—but I've got this money now that e fought for, and pald for with the sweat of hell, and s ®oing to pay me back now, Mill- man! Understand? It's going to pay the dividends now that I've earned— nd that, by God, man is going to ake away from '‘Good old Dave!" said Millman, soft- ¥v. “That's what's the matter with You—you'd drop in your tracks before ¥ou'd let go. If on you weren't looking through the wrong glasses Tave, vou'd fight just as hard the other way. No, I don't want to preac! 10 you. and I'm not going to preach: but there's a great big hond. two Years of prison together. between you and me. and T want you to listen to me. You were never meant for a erook, Dave. There's not a crooked 1hing in the world about you. except this one distorted brain kink that's got hold of you. And now you're in wrong. Look at it from any angle ou like, and it doesn't pay. It pald you so far—and it never 't it!” snapped Dave Hender- son. “Well, maybe not! But that's bacause it hasn't had the chance. But /the chance is here now, and it's all bust wide open. You can forget verything else, Millman, except just ‘this, and then you'll understand once for all where I sta Hore's the money—and I'm d “Your soul isn't)" bluntly. Dave Henderson's jaws set. That's enough!” he flung out, curt- y. “Once for all—no! fillman did not answer for a_mo- ment, nor did he look at Dave Hen- derson—his eyes, through the curling cigarette smoke, were fixed on the package of banknotes. “T'm sorry, Dave." he said at last. in m forry you chance you'll the chane said Millman, cver have in vour ) vou've got right now. of coming < a white man clean through. I . perhaps, you would. T hoped Dave—and so I'm sorry. that doesn’t alter my position has got to go back 10 the estate. and it is going back.” For an instant Dave Henderson did not move, then he thrust his head sharply forward-over the table. The ved had flooded Into his face again, and his eyes were hard and fuil of menace. “That's bette: he said through tight lips. “You're talking a language now that 1 understand So meney is_going back, is it? Well, vou'vé talked a lot. and T've listened. ow you listen to me, and listen T don't want to hurt vou, Mill- as God is 1 don't want to hurt you. b or the other of us man? One or the other of u start anything like that! You get Millman? Yow've wnd ity you m hand was resting on the package of banknotes. He pushed it now quletly across the table to Dav Henderso Not thix. Dave” he sald simply. You settled that when I asked for all or none. This is yours—to do with as you like. Don't misunderstand me. Dave; don't make any mistake. You can put that package under your arm and leave here this minute, and Tl ot lift a finger to stop you, or, after you are gone, say a word. or make | g any move to discredit your assumed death, or bring the police upon your heels. T told you once, Dave—do you remember?—that you could trust me. But, Dave, if you won’t return the stolen money. then I will. I haven't any choice, have 1?7 I stole it, too.” Dave Henderson stared, frowning. into the steel-gray eves across the table. T don't get you! ‘What do you mean? ‘Just what T say, Dave” Millman answered. “That if you won’t return it vourself, T will pay it back out of own pocket. For a_minute Dave Henderson eyed the other incredulously, then "he threw back his head and laughed, but it was not a pleasant laugh. “You will, eh!" he said. “Well, if vou feel that way about it, go to it! Maybe you can afford it; I can't! “Yes." said Millman, soberly, “as far as that goes, I am 2 rich man, and I can afford it. But, Dave, I want to say this to you"—he was standing up now—"the richest man in the world couldn’t afford to part with a nickel as well as you could afford to part with that hundred thousand dol- lars there. It isn't money that you've %ot at stake, Dave. Well, that's all. Either you pay—or I do. It's up'to vou, Dave.” Dave Henderson's hands were clenching and unclenching, as he gripped at the edge of the table. Vaguely, dimly, he sensed an awak- ening something within him which seemed to be striving to give birth to some discorddnt element that sought to undermineé and shake his resolu- tion. It was not tangible yet, it was confused; his mind groped out in an offort to grasp it in a concreté way so that he might sméther it, répudiate it. beat it down. “No!” he shot out. Millman shook his head. “% don't ask you for an answer to- night,” he said gravely. “I don't think you're ready to give an an- swer now, and Be fair to yourself. It's « pretty big stake, Dave. You'll néver lay for :‘I' er—and nelthér will I 'm staking a hupdred thousand dol- jars on the Dave Henderson I know— the ohap that's déxd for a whils. It doesn’t mattér much now Whether the money in the hands of the estate In & diy Or & Wésk, or & month from now. 3- e & month, Dave. If at the end of a Month thé estate Has not received the Moneéy from you— and I shall know whéther it has or rot—it will recelve a hundred thou- sand dollars in cash from meé. anony- nouslv, with thé statement that it is 10 square the account for which Dave Henderson was convicted.’ Dave Henderser raized a clenched and _swept It, clenched, across yes. He had it now! He under- stood that thing within him_ that seemed quite as eagér to offer battie as he was to give it. And It was strong, and lasidious and crafty. He cursed at it. It took hifi At a ditad- tage. It placed him suddenly on rrln d;f;rl:llvi.—.nl ‘l:lln ere ‘d him, placed him in s on_that was not a nioe on & m:fld. Hé_cu it; and Bl fuPy éaine a8 h fense. An red that ha& surged into his face Jeft it, and » white- e FEATURE PAGE. me liké this! a straight line. | | ness came, and his lips thinned into ‘Damn you. Milima: he whispered, hoarsely. “1 get you, now! Damn you. ou've no right to put the screws on Who asked you to offér your money as a sacrifice for me—to wl o me as well as you. 1ts got to go|make me out a White-livered cur i 1 rned you down! But it doesn’t g0, derstand? 1t's blackmalil, that's at it is! It may be whitewashed | with holiness, but it's blackmail just the slamo—an d you can go to hell with He snatchéd up the package of banknotés, whipped the outer wrap- ping around it, and tucked it under cally retracing his steps to the rail- about him. He clung stubbornly to clung to th cause he sensed a persistent attempt on the part of some unwelcome and pros and cons both of Millman's mo- his~ arm—and paused, as though awaiting or inviting some action on Miliman's part. But Millman neither moved nor spoke. And then Dave Henderson, with a short laugh, crossed to the door. wrenched it open. stepped out of the room and slammed the door behind him. II The First Guest. Blind to his surroundings, méchant- i | way station, Dave Heénderson swung along the street. He walked as| though he would outwalk his thoughts—(ast, indifferent to all the fury in which he had sought refuge, and which he had aroused within himself against Millman. He tenaciously now, be- unfamiliar the other-self to arguse tives and Millman's acts; an attempt | that sought to introduce n wedge of | doubt Into his mind, that sought to bring about a wavering of prrpose, With' the insidious intent of robbin him, if it could. of the reward thal was now within his gr: Within his grasp! He laughed out sharply, as he hurried along. literally within his grasp ward was his now—h concretely, _tangibly—the thousand ‘dollars was in this inno- cent-looking parcel that was at this precise moment tucked under. arm. He laughed out again. There was enough in that one fact to oc- cupy his mind and attention, and to put to utter rout and confusion those other thoughts that endeavored to make cunning and tricky inroads upon him. It shattered and swept aside, as though by the waving of some magical wand., every mental picture he had drawn of himself in New York, every plan that he had made for his sojourn here. He had been prepared to spend weeks and months of unceasing ef- fort to run Miliman to earth; he had planned to rake the dens and dives of the underworld. to live as one of its sordid and outlawed inhabitants, if necessary. in order to get upon Millman's track: he had meant to play Millman at his own game until he had trapped Millman and the final showdown came. And, instead, he had scarcely been in New York an hour, and he was walking now along The re-, | the street with the hundred thousand that | Understand, Mill- | ¥ pratally o1 ture | he said shortly. '"::T?S? | | | dollars under his arm, with Millman {awake. ltheir coverings so that they | rattle It was i absolutely, | hundred | | his | [ITTLE STORIES rBEDTIME | A Beechnut Party. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS, A touch of Proat s o 1 fost e ik dog o many X Hotaer Natare. This was the season of many treats for the twins, Boxer and Voof-Woof. You 8ve it was fall and the weather was Just a wée bit covler every day. The bérries wers gone, but now there were grapes, delicious wild grapes, which they ate, xkins and all. And there wére nuts, acorns from the oak l trees and beechnuts from the beech trees. Did you know that bears are! véry fond of acorns and beechnuts?| They are very fond of them. TIn fact, they are guite as fond of them as they are of berries in thé summer and they will walk and walk and walk ever and ever so far to find them. Particularly fond are they little three. ‘e _very sweet, and you know huw very fond of sweet things a And such appetités as they meeméd to those two cubs that the: never would get their stomachs so; full that they couldn't eat more. Ther® was a reaSon for this, oné of Old Mother Nature's secfets. She kept them hungry all the time, no matter how much they ate, so that they would keep on hunting for food and eating all the time they were You see, she knew that thev were to sleep for many long weeks and that it was best for them to be very, very fat, as fat as possible, be- fore going to sleep. Only a fat bear could sleep well and comfortably for long a time, But they knew nothing about t They ate just for the fun of eating. and after the first tasté of those little, sweet, brown, three-sided beech- nuts they were always looking for them and teasing Mother Bear to take them where the beech trees grew. | But Mother Bear had béen wait- ing. She knew where the biggest and sweetert heechnuts grew and she knew that they would not be at their best until Jack Frost had pinchel would out at the pasing of ever Merry Little Breeze. Then there would be no husks to hothér with. At last came a night when Jack Frost danced through the Graen For- est and spilled all his beantiful colors over the trees and the bushes, all but those fbrever green like the pine Dear Ciub Mémbers: On October 27 comés the birthday bf Theodoré Roosevelt. I think every one of us should remember that date, and I know we can all help mark the date by planting a tree in memory of this President. T do not think there c: of the | be any nicer memorial to him who loved ‘the outdoors the way he did| than a memorfal tree. There is some- thing every school cl can do, know. Mf. Roosevelt once gave some pine tree seed to Henri Correvon, of — e i | Just growled a deep, rumbly. grumbly 1growl way down in her throat, and {after this the cubs held their tongues {and tagged along after her as she R |led the way through the Green For- STARS | €8t. When they reached a certain| H |grove of beech trees Mother Bear |tested the air very carefully. She’ seemed quite fied. “We are the 1 the,lirst to arrive.” said she. fir trees. And before he left, as jolly, | “Is some one else coming?” asked round, red Mr. Sun began his daily | Boxer, as always full of curiosity. climb up, up, up in the blue, blue sky, | “Yes” growled Mother Bear. “To- a0y — MOTHER B L THERE WHILE YET Tk WERE TW KL HI THE SK trees and the spruce tres no longer a vicious and stealthy an-:he hurriedly opened all the husks of the | morrow will be the beechnut party tagonist to be foiled and fought wherever he might be found—with nothing to do now but spend or em- ploy this money under his arm as his fancy or his judgment dictated, free of all hindrance or restraint, for Millman was no longer a source of danger or concern, and Dave Hender- son was dead to the world in general and to the police in particular, and that left Barty Lynch as the unfet- tered possessor of one hundred thou- sand dollars! had given him a month, and—ah! he was back on that tack, was he? He clenched his hand. No! A month represénted time, and it was ime in a purely abstract way that Tie considering it had nothing with Millman, or Millman's ® It would take time to plans and new arrange- did not intend to act ew He He had come by that money by too hard a road not to realiz of every cent of it. the worth noeded time now to think out the fu-. carefully. He was not a fool—to scatter that money to the winds. A thousand times in prison he had buoyed himseélf up with the knowl- edge that in the returns from that sum of money lay independence for life. That was what he had taken it for in the first place! It meant, safé- ly invested, a minimum of five thou- sand dollars a year. He could get along very well—even luxuriously on ve thousand a year! He had only now to decide whers and how he should invest that money, and he needed now only the time to arrive at that decision without any undue haste that might afterward be bit- terly regretted. Would he go to Australia, or to South America. for example, and begin life anew there as a gentleman of independent Or somewhere in Burope, aps’ It needed time now to make this decision, and, as a natural corollary, a temporafy abode was re- {quired, an abode where he could feel quite secure, both as regards his money. and as against any eleventh- hour trick of fate that might dia- close his identity and spill the fat into the fire. ‘Well, he had had that latter prob- lem solved for him from the first, priano’s letter that was an sesame” to Dago George's hospitality, and, more vital still, to Dago George's fidelity. He was going there now, as soon as he got his dress-suit case again grom the station, which now loomed ahead of him down the bidck. His thoughts reverted to Nicolo Capriano, and froin the old Itallén, to the old Italian's daughter. Teresa! He had not forgotten Tefesa! Again and again, in those jolting boxcars, and during his flight from Sah Fran- cisco, there had come a mental pic- ture in which those fearless eyes had met his, and he had seen her smile and watched the color mount and crimeon her face as it had done on that ocasion when he had first seen her. (Continued in Tomorfow's Star.) —_— Oné typs of suit coat reaches almost to the knees, showing ripples on the sides and flat back and front: A large hat of mauve felt is trimmed with bands of paler mau satin and a wréath of tiny pink Foses, 1.3 eup'creas or evaperated milk when frm. Wrile fée Atblind Hidey Diik of Ricipet. “A beechnut party!” exclaimed the twins together. “Yes,” grumbled Mother Bear, “a beechnut party, and we are the first ones here. It Is always wise to be the first on hand a party. (Copyright. 1921, by T. W. Burgess. beechnuts. Mother Bear led them over there while yet the stars were twinkling high in the sky. 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Mr. Roodevelt was in Cuba during the Bpunish-American war and after- ward became goverhor of New York staté. The politicians did not like the ]w-y he did_things. but the people did. 8o to get him out of their way the politiclans named him for Vice Presl- ?[dent with M. }I\'Klfile)}‘.‘ ‘When Mr. cKinley waw shot Mr. Roosevelt be- that you nevér know whati.,ms President, und then mil that the happen years after to & 1rée politicians tried to do was undone, hat you plant today. Fou Ree. When Mr. Roosevelt was & YOUNg(“'[ g not know much about politics, but T know Mr. Roosevelt wanted all Etates | ¢he girle and hoym to learn about the BY becnase mere than [ life. | cup, acter “pi apply old uentin Roosevelt in P that 12 this {5 done you can humor. Ye other peopl over not divided into two ool ut appointe citizens and forget the word “hyphen™ if they came from another land. 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