The evening world. Newspaper, June 5, 1906, Page 10

‘ ae To the Pure Food Convention, A GROUP OF ODDITIES By J. Campbell Cory. IN PICTURE AND STORY. The Evening World’s Daily Magazine, Tuesday, June 5, 1906. ——————<<—— { oe ERD {, perhaps, the first reconted H photograph of a ghost, or, rather. of an alleged ghost, duced from the London sk er in England rece VOLUME CLAMOR AND CORPO RAT one parti d.thi aratua for ot A the rt of officers of that he will deal will not yield) odium" consisted of Ik, whitch fitted over n public “attacks on | d interests.” | cal lead-| fomenti the “vested corporation | ss, commercial | enerally imitated by It is the-city’s con- course, one of t up the AS Cossott: this state of public opinion. interests” of the Gas Trust are denounced as one of i buccaneering and con citizens would produc sulting engineer who The “vested i tacked. A presimp revolting story & ers have also been at-} a book in which he told a h meat was prepared for! was called sensational; it was written to “manufacture ¢ : Now we have the story before Congress in the form of a report} made to the Pre oners corroborating many of | the charges. anitary conditions memace | the public rection in the interest of cagmmon decency. ich call for radical cor- The facts furnish their own Clamor against the trust. They also cry out aga tion of Chicago w tolerated the foul p: inst the municipal corpora-| ing-houses and permitted the existence under i eyes of disease-breeding methods, | The other day the conduct of the President of a great railroad was | called “sordid” and his motives “ dishonorable.” This was the comment not of an agitator, but of Federal Judges from the bench, | The President of the Reading has referred to railway management which “lacks that common honesty which it is disgraceful not to have.” ing on the 1 |e at Kis u ed wi A Jus rt has called the exploitation of trac- tion franchis ocking to the moral sense of the com- munity.” If this is the clamor of the crowd, where is one to go for sober criti-| cism? It is not from th igns)that the public has taken its cue. It is in the lawless acts of corporation jmanagers themselves that the source of its present attitude of distrust is fo be found, The people are not hostile td the railroads. They: have merely awakened to a fuller appreci of the fact that, as President Baer said, railroads are trustees for the i $s of thousands of r and w omen j and their officers should be men who will look after those interests and| hold fast to honesty. They are not hostile to corporations, They simply are coming to demand of the corporation the same standards of rectitude! to which society holds the unincorporated merchant and the trader, i EAVVVVAAAVADAAS DATE EN CA LAENS SALES NER GAA TAA TANALASAASAA NER AAAAAARRS BLAAAeMee aR AA RahAHAnSAAEASESESALGGETLANENSLOGEGTASTOGSESEATSAEATA! UAAAMALARASAAASAMAASTATASASTA SEA EASSEASUTS STNG TATLASASADAAAATEOAS HUATASODELAURTIVATASASAATSSASAETASASSAL TAS SALENSSSASATASSVSLES SSAA SY Whe MlaSquerader by 3 surface. At ns compared nearly fying a Kite from @ {Copyright, 1009, 1001, by Harper & Brothers) ve sald quickly, “Yes. After all, why not fx ste’s heavy overcon CHAPT ow?" With a sudden Inclination toward from F ; ibility he opened his overcoat, thrust his ; ard he forgot interesting. To her} #to an tnner pock seen Chilcote last onthe Ment book—th Then she, With two p that Loder had scanned so { had been too preoceupled to notice ¢ his | ¢stedly on first morning at Grosvenor S jnanner or his health, tho lcially it had| Me opened it, turning the pages rapidly. “Who Jin her mina that emed tnusual-|day shall it be? Thursday's full—and Frid: nt, unusually well o night. A re-|und Saturday. What a bore!” He still ta ce of the » her now his and drew out his en e long, narrow book ILLIAN was stil I own belief she night of h ed fcross. “What a sweet book why the blue cro: es with her gloved finger. e jerked the book, then laughed wit nburrassment. “Oh, the crosses? Me p touch: lar th the compar! have sk my beastly ; ame ed sense of stan ition with a touch 0 4 my ly 3 x e' ross the | Hie What about the day? Shall we fix th Hi ound that had touched in of work. B Micetehinguetwaeniilie vice was in control, but mentally her trivial ques- Dlotted out the weak tye} z ; tion had disturbed and jarred him. “What day he raised his hand | thrown it into bolder relief? A man strong In sed on the door his own strength does not turn his back upon shall we say?” he repeated. “Monday tn next week?" | Lillian glanced up with a faint exclamation of {i 8! d her roses| disappointment, “How horribly far away!" She {t was nothing, really,” she) Spoke with engaging petulance, and leaning for- le give very shrewd sug-| Ward afresh drew the book from Chiloote’s hand. ner wanting| “What about to-morrow?’ she exclaimed, turning t I've had.” | back a page. ‘Why not tommorrow? I knew I with a charmingly| saw a blank space,” | “To-morrow! Oh, I-#"— He stopped. “Jack!” Her yotce dropped. I was true that she desired Chiloote’s optnion on her adventure, for Chilcote’s opinion on men and manners had a certain bitter shrewdness; but the exerciae of her D power added a point to the desire, If the a fed with the gain or loss of a tete- {t {s probable that, whatever {ts suid not have pressed it, but the ty, “you wanted me ~ her earlier sug- | temptation, he faces and quells it, In the solitary | days in Clifford's Inn, in the solitary night hours spent In tramping the city streets, this had been turned the handle and entered the room. the conviction that had recurred again and again, & “ hether | this the problem to which, after much considera- Nee abe pein eee eee more| ton, he had found a solution—sitisfactory at samen in apeesh, in look, oF in work, does the| least to bimsett, When next Chileote called him— impress of the individual make Itaelf felt, There, ee Dike Sorpmenet ers Risa ana tbalrord cylin on the wax of outer things, the inner self {m-) lag i span Dern ercain m he prints its seal—enforces its fleeting claim to sepa- pa BeoT ha rele ouoreantally uses Naan ate individuality. This ee ae bathe Tnatione intavex® andvonavalonevetiedehie tcninass est, mado Loder walk slowly ad then| tbe Dursuance of Chilcote's political career, 60 Rado wey ier Li does man satisfactorily convince himself against his surroundings, himself. He had this intention fully in mind as he came forward now. “Well,” he sald, slowly, “has tt been very hard to have faith—these last flve days?” It was not » said qui With a sense of disappointment he knocked agaln; then, pressing his determination still further, he on an—in ady her flo A suggestic She looked 4 attentive alr. 11 for ample space. Ata him as unlike any an- ctum, The walls pan- mfort and not too s tirst impression it 1 e was the stronger. Chilcote h Mationne ans ee for years, and ed invade: the richly bound books; the|Prectsely the tone he had meant to adopt: but one BESO utifuil ed bronze ornaments; even the|Must begin. mm nnd violet-blue in tone, had| £ve turned at his words. Her eyes were brim- mbre harmony that was scarcely | ming with Ife, her checks still touchod to a dedp, y ple tmpressins | Soft color by the keenness of the wintry air, realized this, and, following his habitual tm-| “No,” sho answored, with a shy, responsive a, moved slowly forward toward the fireplace | touch of confidence. ‘I seemed to keep on be- ha there paused, his elbow resting on the man- Heving. You know converts make the best devo- AndueS tees," She laughed with slight embarrassment, telplece. - nies ht and glanced up at him. Something in the blue of ~| Te had srareely settled comfortably into M8)her eyes reminded him unexpectedly of spring ft him, Tho world was filled) position, scarcely entered on his second and moro) sxios—tull of youth and promise. nin in a lower and s' muff, she buried her n alr eminine, With a stran “The blue cross!” she said. “Isn't it worth Just a IIttle one?” ip in quiet at her success, of its making—n! 8 0 Pie tlousnese; | With his awn (per ity, bls own immediate in-|comprehensive study of the place, than the ar-!" 379 moved abruptly, and crossed the room ¥ e he was {rreapons At the CHnations rangement of his mind was altered by the turn-|ioward the window. “Bye,” he sald, without her about me!’ he sald, quickly. I) ing of the handle and the opening of the door. looking round, “I want your help." sa the = “Don't ; re. You've been very good. 18! ‘The new comer was Eve herself. She was! “yi hoard tho faint rustling of her dress ns-sho 1 to her face. He ning qnickiy tow til ; ind handed | Leen a delightful morning.” With a hurried pres | dressed in outdoor clothes, na walked LA) thelturned toward him, and he knew that ho had she asked. © of her fingers he rose and stepped from the] ,o4m quickly; then, as Loder had done, sho +00) struck tho right chord. All true women respond car. used. jto an appeal for aid as steel answers to the mag- He could feel her expectancy in the silence, You know—we all know—that the present mo- |p se of present) learhing the ground, Ne paused for a moment! a). pocture, so natural and spontancous, had a| no his pocket and| and d his bat; then, without a second glance, | tion; as she glanced up at him, her| + |mecular at Dey orearbele nouns lenin: Seay attatively, She saw|faco allght with Inquiry, she seemed extraordin- [ment is very vital, ‘That 1s {mposstble to deny 1 ca had thinned aa the him pass through the gatew v him ball a{arily much the owner and ee uae of her sur-|ihe erisis in the alr. Nobody feels it moro than | i) trew near, the wide roadway hansom; then she remembered the waiting chaut. | roundings. She wae framed py tham as nat urally I do—nobody {4s more exorbitantly keen ito hayo a ‘ The sug- four. and effectively as her eyes and her face were! share—a part, when the real fight comcs"——, He ' framed by her black hair, For one moment he|gtopped; then he turned slowly and their eyes § affected hin he tall trees, st! = ate sot that his presenco demanded explanation; | met. “If a man 1s to succeed in such a desire,” Bey ee CHAPTER XXI. (reffext she had made explanation noedloss, Sho|he went on, deliberately, ‘‘he must exclude all | n in face of vastn ot N the same day that Chilcote had parted with|had been looking at him intently; now she came|others—ho must have one purpose, one interest, | In one moment, Lillian O Lilllan—but at three o'clock in the after-| forward slowly. one thought. He must forget that’’—— the appointment he had just made, the manner) noon—Loder, dressed in Chilcote’s clothes} “John?” she sald, half in appeal, half in ques-| (To Be Continued,) or of archite ave the blue pencil, ponse to her mood.