Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, September 10, 1916, Page 28

CAST OF CHARACTERS. John Burton—Tenth Lord Castleton and | multimiilionaire, seeking an answer to the question, “Is Humanity in the Grip | P of Evil?” George Hamer—Son of the president of the Cardboard Box trust, who belleves in giving the laborers a fair share of the profits. Janst Perkins—A factory girl, marries George Hamer. Elwood Hamer—President of the Card- board Box trust, who tramples on the rights of the workers in hie factory. Bill Foster—Factory worker, in love with Janet, who attempts to make trouble for George Hamer and Burton. ‘who CHAPTER XVIL Trust. Ancng the many tragic experiences which befell John Burton, tenth mar- quis of Castleton, in his quest for the good in the world, with its un- happy knack of revealing only the evil, his acquaintance with the Hamer family fills a definite niche in his memory if only because of its cle- ments of surprise. 4 He had long ceased to exact a high standard from human nature. -He had learned, too, to classify men and wo- men in broad categories, and was bitterly aware that real self-sacrifice could be found but seldom in either the crowded market place or green fields of the country. But Burton was patient and open-| minded. He refused steadily to con- demn his fellow creatures unheard. Any man or woman who came to him with a hard-luck story had his or her case fully tested before the young millionaire decided with a sigh that this latest inquiry was leading him once more into that quagmire of deceit and sin which spreads its treacherous depths in every com- munity. Thus, his friendship with George amer promised well at the cutset. n the first ilue. Hamer was an list like himself, and deserved ‘even more credit for his philanthropic tmpulses because he had been born in urxle and had never undergone ar gbe and grinding test of m:n:u fabor, whereas Burton's earlier d ~effort alone had elevated bove his fellows long before a wond- ; fortune gave him riches and a ~$"il:ilh peerage. . Hamer was the eldest son of- his her, amer, head of the 1 Hi t Elwood H: %‘w "His mother board Box r were | rminfi and well- ‘bred ladies, women unspoiled by fash- ion and wealth, who regarded person- al comfort and luxury as their pre- scriptive rights, and, given these es _sentials, were willing to help “the poorer classes” in a strictly ladylike A 3&‘&0 other hand, therefore; young Hamer owned a hardheaded and suc- uu{:l father, whose gods were bound w ledgers urry%a fat columns of figures; on the influences at home which were e refining and emrutlull.’ Like another ou-xnun. fresh fr 2ge and qboun“ ’lwki:l; eml;_l m:- he was greatly shocked on find- 1§ ‘with the . Perhaps he would met them in grim earnest it Jm:dl’e&klm, a em- one e many fa been endowed ¢ ‘wh T - Hamer, senior, held firmly to und business p'riq le that -y « one day his the son, t the head of, th bo‘“:i‘“’z a ead of, the board of rs, should famil .| pittance for six long years. i ¢ md‘ s machines, ¥ the -power - gine : “double opwotk otd en, so the employe who earned $20 ad to g{c in buln'o; mu;clfi ne rated at riz: m’fo: all, the :\um.m the price. - machine :finally became antiquated or worm ner of iron and leather %lg‘n& mt the -lmil?:nd:d o M et o e uid € IWW (quioned anew ing of utility; the worn-out man being simply sank into the by the well-trodden paths of erty, di crime. B o e T s u of Bt s sk i sant ai . vrdered lives during their ynear'sleol toil, and at their close spend a period _ of well-earned rest under conditions ~ which would free both them and their i mhummiufl?nmurhu. course - ‘ of his hu to father could have tofi him so in loud- mouthed protest, his mother and sis- ] could have warned him tearfully . :-dml relatiy ““‘E‘J‘ :" g and | e rels reached this clusion along wi::ly' differin lines of reasoning, their logic pointe o the same clear goal, Each would ve said: “!ou must not marry out of your For him _there ‘one woman in the world, and George Hunerk 5h:t edelt;l zf ¢ occupi anet Perk- &l‘n‘ hy;er alone, % troubles really began on the whens he vertured to ask his to lefi certain _conditi i . He 1on ‘was quite in earn- not venture to tackle n the -bte&withw being tho d the facts. He wa with a list ‘of each a really satis gave ad made her the | 1 | snake does not try to convince it of re passed in a mill, and sheer physi- *z,:l a}m er, he came ith | the least acquaintance with one of the tory son confidence, terrupt until the en- an end. Mrs, | were favorable to a long and thorough | | discussion. When' George at last reached a oint where some expression of opin- ion by his father could no longer be | withheld, the president of the Card- | board trust thrust aside some papers, which had been engaging his atten- tion, He smiled sourly and paused a moment to marshal his thoughts. “My boy,” he said, “I must ask you to get these stupid reform notions out of your head once and for all. 1 am not in business for my health, but to make money. Every man who has started out to elevate the masses has uickly found himself in the mire rom which he hoped to draw others. In the course of time I shall hand you over a magnificent trade organization, and let me tell you in the most definite terms that I-expect you to conform to my methods, and give your ! mother, sister and brother the same share of the world's good things which they have always received while T was in control.” “But, father—" Mr. Hamer waved an hand. “Unless you can produce something more plausible in the argument line, impatient | Mrs. Hamer, secretly proud of her son, and dimly aware of a fascinating, if elusive, vision carrying ‘a scroll blazoned with the legend: “Truth and {ultite," which his earnest pleading ad brought to her mind's eye, ven- tured to put in a timid request for a further hearing. “Many a time have | heard you yourself say that trade conditions are | continually changing,” she murmured, | lifting her eyes to her husband’s stern ce. “Perhaps there may be some- thing really helpful in George’s i theory. 1 think you ought to listen to_him, Elwood.” ’ Mr. fhmer was surprised at finding his wife ranged on tgvj: side of a son who had momentarily yielded to some absurd socialistic notions. “The sensible man who sees a the error of its way, but hits it on the head straight away,” he snarled.| “Why should I waste my time in con- vincing a young fool that he knows | nothing whatever about the very points he is trying to raise. 1 under-| stand my business, and George! doesn’t, and that's all there is to it.” | . Mrs, Ha. er reddened. Mabel, hop- | ing to bring peace into the family circle, strolled rlcef& to the piano and began aying endelssohn’s “Spring Song.” She was a firm be- liever.in the power of music, and the “Spring Song” is one of the most soothing melodies ever composed. But her brother’s face had grown white, and his mouth was set firmly, since he could be quite as stubborn as his father in advocating any cause to which he was devoted. “Stop that, sis,” he said emphati- cally. “This affair must be settled here and now. My father must cither agree te go.into the workers’ griev- ances with a sympathetic spirit or I leave this house.” “Hello," cried Mr. Hamer. “Is that a threat.” “No, dad; it's a mere statement of fact. 1 have come to the parting of the ways. 17 as well put all my card ward on the table. Not only Il T lead the reform move- ment in your trade, but I am going to marry Janet Perkins, * You don't even know her name,” he went on, notin‘ the astounded look on his father's face and the instant anxiety of mother and sister. “You have not best and purest-minded and cléanest- brained women in New York, though you have been paying her a wretched Hamer begin to cry y, nd gazed vindictively at the 0 \was evidently prepared to brave his wrath. “Janet Perkins!” he gasped. “One of my girls?”" It was an unfortunate phrase, and the younger man was not slow to take advantage of the slip. “Yes,” he said. “One of your girls! One of the women whose souls and bodies you are wearing unmercifully in order to pile up dollars. And for what? After a lifetime of such effort, ou hlv; llmsly succeeded in blunt- ng every God-given instinct in your mind and weakening your body with dyspepsia,” orge touched a sore point in mentioning his father's pet complaint ~how sore can only Ee known to those who suffer from that most try- ing of diseases. Mr. Hamer swore loudly by wn{ of preliminary to an outburst which must have pulverized the culprit. But mely interruption ::enrsemaho cr dTh: bu:ler en- announced solemnly: “Mr, John Burton.” 4 As it happened, John had met the rresident of the Cardboard Box in connection with some bu matters, and certain social amenities followed. He liked George, and was much taken Ky”nh,lbel. ;fi; I'm through,” he said testily. | was pretty and charming, of an ex- ceedingly restful temperament, and a really gifted musician, The girl took charge instantly, She rose and greeted the visitor without nnfi semblance of constraint. But the other members of the family were not self-possessed, and Burton soon iced that the domestic atmosphere was heavy with storm. An%lhml wronr?" he asked cheer- ily. “You people had been telling each other t! truth.” “So we have,” bellowed Mr, Hamer, rising from the table and grabbing his papers, “I've been telling my_ son that he is several sorts of an idiot, and he has just coolly informed me that he means to marry some girl in one of my factories. If you are a Ariend of ours, Mr. Burton, take him out and reason with him. Use a big stick, if necessary. At any rate, you know me well enough to believe that I shall not tolerate any disgrace. The moment George marries any woman whom his mother and I do not ap- gorofl. :ny front door closes on him rever!” e real o+ The cardboard box magnate strode out without listening to another word. He was in a towering passion. He even stooped to ineffable mean- ness, because he went straight to the telephone, rang up the factory, and ave instructions to the caretaker that when the foreman came next morning he was to discharge Janet Perkins immediately ook as thoufih you s THE OMAHA SUND | “The Grip of Evil”’ Ninth Episode---The Dollar Kings | Mabel had the good sense to realize | forms that the two young men should be left to themselves. weeping mother away and did not re- appear. Soon afterwards Burton and eorge quitted the house. John, of course, was deepl cerned, He little imagined that he would find himself in the midst of such a storm the instant he entered the Hamers' palatial abode. But all his sympathies were with George Hamer. It could not well be other- wise. He, too, had met Janet Perkins and recognized in her a social force of no mean order. He was aware of the conditions which obtained in the trust’s factories, and did not approve of them. Indeed, he had almost re- solved to try and win the president to a more reasonable frame of mind, and, by investing his own money in the concern, obtain a voice in its con- trol. Now, the fat was in the fire. He had taken an accurate measure of the elder Hamer's disposition. The She took her| | ditions, and Joing | Marquis in New Scheme.” con- | Promised the Laborers.” AY BEE: SEPTEMBER 10, +in fomenting a trade disturbance. 1916. So “George Hamer, Son of President, | he resumed his evil propaganda that Speaks at Meeting, ¥ Workers Are Entitled to Better Con- Multimillionaire It may be, perhaps that the father was secretly proud to find his son a chip of the old block. In his own strenuous youth he had been forced to fight every sort of opposition, and | content with treating the man so| George was only treading a well-trod- den way in new conditions. 1 sheriff’s attitude, and had arranged to | demnation of the new regime. He Claims That | evening, with a sequel which proved instantly disastrous. The men took their cue from the tar and feather Foster the. very next time he_opened his mouth in con- o This they now proceeded to do, and, not ignomin susly, rode him on a rail past But he |a corner where they knew the sheriff | could neither forgive nor forget thatwas then lounging. ridiculous marriage. That was the| real obstacle to a reconciliation, and | promptly produced a red bandana, | The autocrat saw them coming. He he determined fiercely to break the |bound it tightly across his eyes and new undertaking and bring its found- ers to their knes. One other minor difficulty reared| like Janet could hardly work in a factory day its head. A pretty gigl | smiled ) i passed. Foster was so maddened wtih broadly as the procession rage and real physical suffering that ‘llc never noticed the presence of the law, but one of the men was moved to in and day out throughout the year |be jocose. without attracting admirers, and a man named Bill “What's wrong with you’ eyes?” oster, a cutting-ma- | sheriff?” he inquired. MISS HAMER BLAMES BURTON FOR HER BROTHER'S MISFORTUNE. man would fight to a finish, and would merely be ?a,ded into a more furious resistance by the presence of his son in the enemy’s camp. 4 Gearge Hamer poured forth his woes into John's friendly ear as they walked to a meeting of the operatives which was fixed to take place that night. 2 A “The absurd thing is,” he explained almost whimsically, “that I have al- ready asked Janet twice to marry me, and she has twice refused. And why, do you think? For precisely the same reason as that given by my father— the difference in our social positions! What rot! How can red-blooded men and women ever have permitted their lives to be governed by such arhfipul rules? However, Janet must capitu- late now. I'm a worker like herself, John. I'm not going back. I'll send the old man a letter in the morning and state my platform quite clearly. It's only fair that he should know just what separates us. It may be a gage of battle, but I cannot help that. I'll marry Janet Perkins, and earn a good living for both of us; and if I fail some power stronger than the Card- board box trust shall tell me the rea- son why!" CHAPTER XVIIL A Trust., Janet accepted George Hamer that night, and John Burton was called on to approve the lovers' plighted vows. He did so honestly and without res- ervation. Why should these young people not marry? George Hamer's training fitted him for a good position which his father controlled, while Janet, though born of humble parent- age, and living in a slum, had educated herself to a level intellectually higher and broader than that occupied by Mabel Hamer, a girl who had the ad- vantages of a childhood and youth spent in acquiring culture from the best governesses and the most exe clusive of schools. : 2 Unfortunately, with his usual ill luck, Burton was forced into a state of passive hostility against the other members of the Hamer household. Mr. Hamer gave him to understand that his friendship was no longer de- sired. Mrs. Hamer reproached him for having “encouraged” her son in the folly which had now culminated in an “impossible” marriage, and Mabel told him plainly that she did not think she could ever forgive him for helping in the estrangement of her brother from those who “really loved him ‘and had his best interests at heart.” Now, John could be as stubborn as a mule when convinced that wrong was triumphing over right. He was a rich man—far richer than Hamer— though unable to control such exten- sive resources, since he did not mix in financial circles to anything like the extent necessarily associated with the presidency of an important trust. So he and George put thewr heads together, with the result that a new cardboard box industry was founded Of course this important step could not be taken without its accompany- in, “alarums and excursions.” n the first instance, the newspa- pers made much of George Hamer’s defection from the trust. His father's anger was daily inflamed by such headlines as the following: *“Card- {board Box Trust in Trouble” “Re- chine attendant—a bit of a firebrand at union meetings—was so incensed by young Hamer's poaching on what he considered to be a special preserve of his own that he actually hired two East Side toughs to attack his rival and put him out of action. In itself, the incident was quite un- important. The would-be gamrotters chose the wrong time for their en- terprise, since they laid in wait for George one night when Burton was walking home with him, and the re- sult was disastrous—to the toughs. Indeed, they received such an unmer- ciful hiding that no further steps were taken against them. But Bill Fogter's rancor endured, even after the “young couple were happily married, and a fair start had been made in the garden village which surrounded the Hamer factory. The new concern had almost de- nuded the main plant of the Carboard Box trust of its workers. Neither money nor wit had been spared in establishing it on a firm foundation. Men and women, decently housed, their hours of labor shortened, their honor appealed to that they should earn the higher wages paid by lh(;ir employers, and they worked under conditions of light and air ard dheer- fulness which were promptly quoted as ideal by every social reformer in the country. George Hamer took ractical charge of the works, while his wife devoted herself to the welfare of the women and children. She moved among them as a teacher and guide who had been one of themselves and could well appreciate the disabilities under whicr even dwellers in a garden city labored. No Utopia possible in the world today can equnlize all things, and it is indeed folly to pretend that $25 a week can yield the same pleasant conditions as ten times the amount. But the Garden City Cardboard Box company prospered. It was con- ceived’ on the right lines. Soldiers know that one volunteer is worth three pressed men, and these happy workers turned out more and far bet- ter boxes per head than the enslaved toilers employed by the trust. Bill Foster, the apostle of labor un- rest, found himself in a minority o one when he tried to stir up trouble among his mates, In fact, his efforts led to a result which he little fore- saw. The country district in which Bur-|¥ ton and Hamer had located their fac- tory was ruled by the local sheriff. The governor of the state might not have agreed with this opinion, but it was held unequivocatly by every resi- dent. Now, the sheriff had looked on the garden city and its promoters, and, after spitting, was wont to announce at both were “bully.” Hence he had no use for agitators, and when he came across Foster, mounted on a box and haranguing a crowd of his mates, who listened merely to pass the “cigarette time” after dinner, he walked straight up-to-the spouter, abbed him the neck, and kicke im off the lot! “By heck!” he roared, “any feller who talks that way in this yer baili- wick hez ter quit, and quit sharp.” Foster did not take this chas! ment at all kindly. Indeed, he resent- ed it with all the bitterness of a mean nature which sought revenge on the SN § | hurry. “Shove along, you sucker!” came the answering growl. - “Don’t you know that justice is blind?” “Well, chew on this,” said the man, and he stuck a cigar between the sheriff’s teeth. Bill Foster was deposited at the out- skirts of the township, and was never seen any more in Garden City. The incident showed, at any rate, the rela- tions whicfh had been established be- tween masters and men in the new cardboard box industry, But there were other influences at work. The president of the trust be- gan operations with a dangerous suavity. He sent the following tele- gram to Burton: You plan appears to be a good one. If you are wiliing to sell out to us we wil Pay you s falr profit on your investment, The two partners discussed the of- fer fully. They were not deceived as to its real nature, so Burton wrote a civil answer, the gist of which lay in one sentence: “Our people are contented and our profits are fair. We have no desire to sell.” A fortnight later came the first shot of real warfare. One of their biggest customers in the east put the matter in a nutshell when they wrote: We regret to be compelled to cancel our orders, Your competitors are offering us a similar product at a cut rate of 50 per it We recognize that t'ils sort of thing fair and cannot last, but in our own interests must take advantage of the ma.ket. matter is serious, and we respectfuily ad- vise that you deal with It promptly. “These people mean well,” com- mented John thoughtfully. “My father is a bitter man,” mut- tered George Hamer. “It would be folly on my part to try and conceal ghe truth. Rich as you, Mr. Burton, the trust can break you. Though I am intensely disappointed, it is only fair to you that I should say yous best plan is to come to terms.” Now, John realized the utter folly of sacrificing a great fortune in fan- tastic endeavor to carry out an im- possible dream, though it went against the grain to yield without a struggle. “I had better consult my__lawyer," he said.® “I. shall do nothing in a If forced to sell, I shall cer- tainly insist that the factory is con- ducted on the exact conditions .already in existence. You and your wife need not worry, George. If your father and cou do not bury the hatchet, whl(':h is the one thing I am hoping for, I'll fix you in some other way, and it will at least be a feather in our cap if we force the trust to treat its employes decently, Don't you see, once the principle is established it must spread? They cannot run the Garden City fac- tory on our lines and maintain the bad old conditions elsewhere.” But Hamer was not to be com- forted. He sensed disaster, and he and his wife passed an evening of gloomy foreboding, since their schemes of the regeneration of labor seemed to be on the verge of co!l- lapse. hey were not mistaken. The shrewd legal adviser whom Burton | had learned to consult in every im- portant affair advised him to reopen negotiations with the trust. He did so, and found Elwood Hamer quite conciliatory. The cardboard box magnate agreed | Hamers and hoped to find an outlet!to maintain ali the terms laid By LOUIS TRACY Norelized from | signing the purchase | small boy by the | by his young competitors for the | working and management of the Gar- | den City. plant. gut, like the good | business man that he was, he decided | to visit the factory before conclud- |ing the deal. As the weather was | pkenomenally fine, and_Garden City | lay some forty miles from the city, | he brought with him his younger son, the little boy, William, whom his elder brother had not seen since the | family disturbance caused by the mar- riage. Burton was unfeignedly pleased i when he saw the child, believing that a complete reconciliation was immi- nent. But he had not yet taken an accurate measure of Elwood Ham- er’s dour spirit. The millionaire gruffly ordered the boy to remain near the car, and actually refused to | shake hands with George, affecting | to regard him merely as the manager of a husiness which he was about to purchase. Inside the office, he dealt only with essentials. Herein he was reasonahle enough. Having read through the agreement prepared by Burton's law- ver, be remarked that it seemed to | cover the ground exactly on the ar- ranged terms. Then he inspected the | buildings and machinery, and was even graciously pleaseéd to signify his approval of certain new meth brought in by his son. / All this took time, and a grain of hope again peeped into John's soul. He believed the man was only play- ing a part, and gratifying his own self esteem by not giving way too easily. Elwood Hamer was actually deed when a man rushed in excitedly, holding a hand. “This yer kid,” he shouted, “says that he saw a little boy fall into that blamed quicksand on Cotton Tree swamp.. A lady pulled him out, and got him safe onto a dry patch, but she's gonel” Somehow George Hamer sensed the dreadful truth. “A lady!” he cried hoarsely. “What lady?” The messenger of evil hesitated. He hardly dared to blurt out all that he knew. “This yer kid,” he began again—" ! - George seized the trembling urchin by the shoulder. “Boy,” he said in a voice broken with despair, “was it my wife?” “Yep,” wailed the child. “T couldn’t help it, mister. I ran like anything. A heap of men are diggin’ there now.” George raced like a madman, and the others followed. The president showed no spark of real feeling, but had the common sense to offer the use of his automobile, knowing, prob- ably, that it would be taken with or witheut his leave. It was then that he discovered that his younger son was missing. In reply to frenzied questionings the fright- enedv chauffeur could only say that the little chap had been playing about the car and must have wandered off alone without attracting his attention. The tragic tangle was soon un- raveled. It was George’s small brother who had fallen into the quicksand, where his struggles were seen by Janet, and the gallant woman had rescued him at the cost of her own life. The poor girl's body was never even found. ghe had betn swallowed by the treacherous slime, and her frenzied husband had to be taken away by main force lest he fol- low her into the depths. Elwood Hamer, after rushing the boy to the village on the pretense that his clothing should be changed, in case any noxious germs had found lodgement on his skin, did not wait a_second after the little fellow was given a bath and attired in borrowed garments. When Burton inquired about him the millionaire was already well on his way to the city. Author of “The Wings of the Morning,” “The Pillar of Light,” Terms of Surrender,” ‘“Number the Series of Photoplays of the Same Name. Released by Pathe. Copyright, 1916, by Louis Tracy. S | indicating by a gesture that her sorr~} -, 17,” Ete. During the week that followed, ohn Burton spent many miserable {murs, George Hamer was nearly out of his mind, and needed safe- guarding day and night. The trust took over the factory as quickly as possible, and all payments were made, but the community was thrown into dismay bK the placarded announcement that the plant would shut down the following Saturday. Astounded by this wholl ungxpec!cd blow, John drove to Hamer's town house. He was admitted by the solemn faced butler and ‘shown: into the drawing room, where Mabel Hamer was seated at the piano playing one s of Chopin's dreamy nocturnes. The girl rose at once. She ignored the visitor's outstretched hand. “Why should I recognize you, Mr. Burton, when you are the cause of my brother's downfall?” she said icily. Before he could even frame a protest she swept out of the room. Mrs. Hamer evidently learned of John's presence. She came in, stood near the door and said, with tears streaming from her eyes: “Mr. Burton, where is my son? Whe have you taken him from me?” Unjust though her words were, he could not argue with the stricken mother. He contented himself with was hardly in his charge. At that instant Elwood Hamer entered, led his weeping wife into the hall and re- turned, closing the door behind him. “Why are you here?”” he demanded brusquely. “I come to ask you why you are breaking your contract by closing the factory,” replied John with equal as- perity. “Broken the contract? Nothing of the sort! Read it! Consult your lawyer. Find any clause, if you can, which compels me to run my business at a loss.” Burton knew he was beaten. He went out sadly. Once again was he forced to admit that humanity still felt the grip of evil. (End of Ninth Episode.) MONSTER OF THE MAGIC RING Richard F. Hamilton, master press agent, a man whose word paintings have fired the imagination and stirred the souls of more boys and men than perhaps all other press agents Amer- ica hassknown, is dead. “Tody” was a word juggler beyond compare. % press agent for P. T. 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