fill an important office as a member of the railroad company's legal staff, the first wave of astoundment w

an Blount's appointment and its acceptance. Blenkinsop, the leader-writer on The Plainsman, took a half-column in which to point out in emphatic

r and son; of differences of opinion which might, later on, lead to a pitched battle. The Capital Daily, however-the stock in which was said to be owned or controlled by local railroad officials-took a different ground, covertly insinuating that nothing for nothing was t

fair enough to say that young Blount had merely shown good sense in taking the first job that was offered him, following the commendation with the very obvious conclusion that the rai

he newspapers, for the very good reason that no reporter was present. If the young man who had so summarily taken his future into his own hands w

acant because the senator was dining elsewhere. Later in the evening he faced the music in the si

d to the attorney-generalship scheme. But when the crux came, the carefully planned argument side-stepped and he was redu

son; you're a man grown, and I reckon you know best what you want to do. If it puts us on opposit

ent surrender, the stirring filial emotions

ere in the city with my eyes and ears open, and I must confess that the political field has been made to appear decidedly unattractive to me. From all I can learn, the polit

ok a job where you could earn good, clean money

e had lately lighted and taking a fresh one from the open box on the table. He could not

in my job with the railroad?" he suggested, determi

you to do a lawyer's work, and I reckon that

en a strong inference running through the private-car conference to the effect that the headship of the local legal department would carry with it some political responsibilities. At the moment th

vice-president was apparently creating for him would give him a free hand to place the company's point of view fairly before the people of the State, and to do this he knew

such it will be necessary for me to defend my client both in court and out of cou

telling you, son, that I'm flat-footed on the other side this time, and I had hoped you w

crying to be said and which still remained unsaid. But there was absolutely no loophole through which he could force the attack. If his late decision had been of no more importance than the breakin

inning on the new tack. "Two of my Cambridge fr

e David look

fessor and his daughter

fessor has made the long journey on the strength of what I once told him abou

rtrace to-morrow, and if you'll put us next, we'll take care of your friends-mighty good care of 'em." Th

ge for a little dinner of five to-morrow evening in the café where we can all get together. You'll like the professor, I know; and I hope

tor got up and str

surging around some with these friends of yours to-morrow. And, before I forget it, the big car is

tain café, when the senator had himself lifted from the lobby to the private-suite floor and made his way to

looking up from the tiny embroidery frame which was

d do-as-you-like proposition on the side, with Ackerton to do all the sure-enough court work and legal drudgery. Since Ackerton is a pretty clean fellow, and Ev

that

d with the traffic department, and the word has been passed to Gantry

inding out about the undergroun

boy out to talk convincingly about the cleanness of the company's campaign. That sort of talk, handed out as Evan can hand it, if he is convinced of the truth of what he is saying, will capture the honest voter every time. I tell you, little woman, there's a thing we p

son in the wicker rocking-chair. "We must get him back," she remarked, referring, n

N

who cannot prescribe for the members of his own family. If h

ps I s

er embroidery. "He may have to take a regular course of tr

lf-closed eyelids. "You're a wonder, little woman," he said; and

ent. Then, with no apparent relevanc

, with the slow smile wrinkling hu

kind that won't let you get near enough in a si

ricia. "But she isn't altogether a Boston iceberg. She thinks she is irrevocably in love with her chosen career; but, r

ator's smile broa

. "Does your course of treatment for the boy include l

nly wondering if it wouldn't be well to e

re the fine-haired little wire-pu

lanche to do as I please?

me, two to one, when it comes to the real thing. You've made a fine art of it

ade Evan Blount wonder, in that midnight meeting at Wartr

etter. I am like most women, I think: I deal with the individual. That

will invite them to make Wartra

urse of treatment is well under way. Shall we make it to-morrow? And will you telephone Dawkins to bring down the biggest car? I have a notion wander