Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 63, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 14 March 1913 — Page 2

CALEB CONOVER Railroader

By ALBERT PAYSON TERHUNE

CHAPTER XVII. Caleb Conover Makes Terms. BELL,” remarked Caleb Conover, Railroader, with a Gargantuan sigh of relief as he flung himself into the great desk chair in his study, and lighted one of his eternal black cigars, “that’s •Ter!" "It sure Is!" chuckled Billy Shevlln, who, alone of the cheering throng that had escorted the gubernatorial nominee home from the convention, had been permitted to enter the sanctum. "But, Boss, I wisht that Standish feller hadn’t stampeded the herd like he did. It’ll cut holes In your . ‘landslide’ scheme." “What can the crank do?" grinned Caleb. "Not a paper In Granite’ll report his speech. And well work the same game up-Btate we did during his tour. If worst comes to worst, there’s always a quiet, orderly way of losing sight of him at the polls. No, son, Standish’s yawps don’t bother me any more. I've got him •bout where I want him, I gues». Here’s the cash for the rooters. And here’s something for the boys to-night, too. Whoop It up all you like, so long as yon keep on the other side of the railroad tracks. That’ll be all. Come around by eight to-morrow. And say, Billy!” he called after his departing henchman, “see If you can find Miss Lanier downstairs anywhere. I want to speak to her.” The Railroader leaned farther back In the depths of the soft chair, drawla* In great draughts of Btrong to-bacco-reek and expelling it in duplex clouds through his thick nostrils. It was good to rest. The grim lines of toe mouth relaxed, the keen eyes took on a pleasanter light He had taught He had won. He would continue to win. The one thing remaining to complete his sense of utter well-being was the presence of some congenial soul wherewith to talk over his achievement And — , Anlce Lanier’s knock Bounded at the door. Caleb’s placid expression deepened Into a smile of real pleasure. “Come In!" he called. “I was Just hoping you’d—"

He checked himself. Across the threshold stepped Anlce. She wore a hat and waa dressed for the street. Over her shoulder CalOb caught sight Of Clive Standish. "Here’s all sorts of unexpected honors!" exclaimed the Railroader. "I heard you’d bolted, Standish, but I never thought you’d bolt so far as this poor shanty of mins. Come in and ■lt down. Well make a real merry family party, us three.” Z 7.’^. There was something peculiarly happy in this advent of the defeated man to swell the victor’s triumph. Caleb vaguely felt this. He was glad Anioe should Bee Clive and himself together; should be able to observe Ms own reserved strength ae opposed to the bombastic denunciation Standish had doubtless come to deliver. It would amuse her to note the contrast between the two; to see her employer’s superiority in self-control and repartee. So as Standish followed the girl Into the room, the ho*t actually beamed on his intended victim. Then be noticed that neither Anice nor her es cort eat down. Also that the latter remained near the door, while Miss Lanier advanced toward the desk chair Caleb had drawn so snugly into the hearth&ngle. But sbe Ignored a second and even softer chair he bad arranged on the opposite side of the fire. And all this dimly troubled Caleb Conover. “Anything the matter?" he asked, with somewhat less assurance. "Come to propose a compromise, Standish? Or maybe a campaign partnership?

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Good idea, that! Only I’m afraid it Wouldn’t work this time. He ended with a laugh that did not carry conviction, even to himßelf. No one replied. Neither of his guests’

“Anything the matter?" he asked, with somewhat less assurance.

faces showed sign of having heard. Conover's good temper wavered. "What’s up?” he demanded of Clive. "Speak out, can’t you?" But It was Anlce Lanier who replied. “Mr. Conover," she said, "yon recollect the unsigned letter, enclosing some of your campaign plans, that was sent back to you by Mr. Standish last,, week?" ■ Caleb's red hair bristled. "Yes,” he answered, deep in . hie throat . “Have you found out who sent it?" "I have," she returned, In the earns level voice. "Also the sender of two ether letters of the sort earlier In the campaign. One of these was to Mr. Standish. It contained a description of your plan for the county caucuses and of the meausres you had framed against his up-State tour. Mr. Standish destroyed that letter and refused to act on Its suggestion.” “More fool he. Who wrote it?" "The second letter was to Mr. An■el,” went on Anlce. "It gave him the Idea for scattering issues of an ont-of-State paper along the speechroute, with advertisements and report of—” "Who wrote it, I asked you?” "The same person wrote .all three." "Then who—" “I did.” "This isn’t a thing to Joke about There’s a leak somewhere pretty high up, and I must find —” “I wrote them."— _ She spoke slowly, as though imparting a lesson. The Railroader’s eyes searched her face one instant. Then he dropped back, heavy and inert into the farthest recess of his chair.

“Good Lord!” he whispered, staring at her blankly. "I wrote them,” reiterated Anlee. “No one knew, not even Mr. Btandiah, until to-day. I brought him here this evening, because something that is to be said must be said in his hearing. I have his promise not to interfare in this interview, but to let me take my own course. It was I, too, at whose advice he bolted the ticket at—” “You’ve done all this?” blurted Caleb, finding his shattered self-poise at last “Are you crazy, girl?” “No; I am quite sane. -From the start I have helped Mr. Standish. By my help, I believe, he will win the Governonhlp. I have learned much from you, in practical politics, Mr. Conover. I intend to put some of that education into use. You see —” "You've backtracked me? You, of an the folks alive! Why, I’d ’a' gambled my whole pile on your whiteness, girt. This Is a measly Joke of some kind. It’s—” “It’s the truth, Mr. Conover." And Caleb, looking deep into her eyes, could at last doubt no longer. A dull red crept into his face. “Well, I’ll be damned!" he said, Mow, measured of voice, rigid of body. “Jockeyed by the one person in the world I ever had any trust in! Cleaned out like any drunken sailor in a dance hall! Say,” he added In puzzled Querulousness, “what’d the Almighty mean by putting eyes like yours la the free of a—" A sudden ’’rorward movement from Standish cheoked him, and, incidentally, drove from his brain the Inst mists of bewilderment The Railroader settled forward In his chair, his teeth meeting in the stump of the elgar he had so contentedly lighted hut n few minutes before. He was himself again; arrogant, masterful, vibrant with quick resource. A sardonic smile creased his wooden face. "You’re n noble work of God. Miss Lanier, ain’t you?" he sneered. “In Bible days the man who betrayed his Master was mads the star villain for all time. But when it’s a woman that does the betraying, I guess even the Bible would have to go shy on words binning enough to shew her up. IW three years,” be went on, as Anlee, by n quick gesture, silenced Clive's fierce Interruption—"for three years and more you’re eaten my bread and lived on my money. For three years I’ve trsated you like you were a queen. Whatever I’ve done or been to other folks, to you rve been ns white ns any sum could be. You’ve had everything from me and seine. And you pay me bp Playing the pettlcoat-Judan. Look bare, there’s something behind all (Mb! Tell me what It means.” "It means,” answered Anlee, who bad borne without wincing the hot

lash of the angry man’s scorn—“lt means that I have tried to pay a debt. Part I have paid. Part I am paying." "A debt? What rot are you trying to tolk? I—’’ “If you care to listen I’U tell you. I will maae it as short as l can. ShaM I go on?" Conover nodded assent as s man la a dream. “My father,” began Anlce, speaking dispassionately, her rich voice flattened to a quiet monotone —“my father waa Foster Lanier. You never knew him. You never knew many of the men you have wrecked. But he was chief stockholder la the OaklandRodney Railroad. He was not a business man. The stock was left him by his father. It was all we had to live on. It was enough. Yon owned the C. G. St X. Little by little yon bought up the other Mountain State roads. ; At last you came to the Oak-land-Rodney. Do you remember?" “I remember my lawyer' told me there waa some still-necked old fossil who owned the majority stock and wouldn’t sell.”

"So you crushed him," went on Aaloe, unmoved, "as you have crushed others. You out off the road’s connecting points and severed its communications with your own and your allied hues. After isolating it you lowered your own freight rates and mileage until all the Oakland-Rodney patronage waa gone. The road collapsed, and you bought it in. My father was a pauper. Other men have been driven to the same straits by you—nun whose very names you did not take the trouble to learn. My father know little of business. To save others who had bought Oakland-Rod-ney stock at his advice, he sold what little property he had and bought their worthless stock back at par. Ha waa ruined and above hie head In debt. My mother was an Invalid. The doctors said a trip to the Mediterranean might save her life. We had not a dollar. So she died. My father —he was out of his mind from grief and from financial worry—my father shot himself. It was hushed up by our friends, and he was reported accidentally killed while hunting. It was only one of the countless victories you ‘financiers’ are so proud of. He and my mother were but two of the numberless victims each of these victories entails." She paused. Caleb made no reply. He sat looking In front of him into the pulsing heart of the fire.' He had scarce heard her. His mind was occupied to bursting by the shock and acute pain of this rupturing of his last Intimate bond with humanity. "I was left to take my own way," continued Anlce, "and I came bore. Out of one hundred applicants you accepted me. It was not mere coincidence. 1 believe it was something more. Something higher. I entered your service that I might some day pay the debt I owed my father, who was not strong enough to bear your ‘victory,’ and my mother, whose life the money you wrested from us might have saved. * This is melodramatic, of course. But I think most things in real life are. I came here. I worked for you. I won your confidence, your respect, your trust Perhaps you think it was s pleasant task I had set myself? I am not trying to justify it If it was unworthy, I have paid. You say I’ve ’eaten your bread and lived on your money.’. I have. And 1 have received your confidence. But have I ever eaten a mouthful or received one penny that I did not earn three times over? You yourself have ■aid again and again that I was worth to you ten times what you paid me. You hake begged me to let you raise my salary, to accept presents from you. Have I ever consented? If there is a money balance between us, the debit 1b all on your side. I owe you nothing for what confidences you have lavished on me. Have I ever asked for them or lured you into bestowing them? Have not all such confidences come unsought, sven repelled, by me? Have I ever spoken to you with more thaw ordinary civility? Have I ever so much as voluntarily shaken your band? The Judas parallel does not bold good, Mr. Conover." Sbe waited again for a reply. But none came. Conover merely shifted bis heavy gase from the fire to her pale, drawn face. "In all these years," said Aalca, "I have waited my chance. I could not take your life to atone for the two gentle lives you crushed out Nor would a life like yours have paid onehundredth of the debt. So I have waited until your life-happiness, your whole future, should be bound up la some one great aspiration. Until you should stake all on one card. When such a time should come I resolved 1 would make you taste the bitter shame and despair you have made others groan undsr. Ob, it was long, weary waiting, but I think the end Is coming. It has come." "You talk fine. Miss Lanier" observed Caleb, all master of hlmsell once more, “bat talking’s never quoted et par, except In a poker game and a wadding ceremony. You’ve been reading novels, and you've framed up s dandy line of story book ree-venga. It’s as good as any stage vlllalness could have thought of. But, honest, it clean surprises me bow a woman with all your brains could have took such a fool plan seriously. It’s a grand stunt to grab the centre of the stage and drive the wicked oppressor out into the snow. Only It don’t happen to be snowing to-night Neither really nor flg’ratlvely. No, no, Mias Lanier, your hand’s a four fluah, and I hold a whole bunch of aces. Go ahead with your little fireworks, if that’s your diversion. It won’t bother anyone. Certainly not me. The only regret I’ve got In the whole basin see Is finding you’ve so littls horse

“If I bad so little." answered Sales

calmly, "the affair would have to end here and now. As It is--" "Well?" “It’s going on.” "Oh, you’ve extra cards to turn that four flush into a wla, eb ? Show ’em out.. I call." -\v ' “If you put It that way. I’m told It only needs one card to convert a ‘four-flush’ Into a good hand. Perhaps I can play that card later. Perhaps you won’t oblige me to play it at all. I hope you won’t." - • "Go ahead." "I have not been, unwillingly, in your confidence ail these years tor nothing.” ■■ - Caleb whistled. "I’m on!” said he curtly. "If I don’t stand aside and let your little friend Standish win the rate, you’ll do some exposing? Sort of like the girl who showed up John D. in a magazine? Well, fire away. In the first place. I’m not John D„ and the American public (outside the Mountain ■State) ain’t laying awake nights to find out how Caleb Conbver got his. And if you mean to use ‘Confessions of a Secretary’ tor a campaign document this fall, you’re welcome to. I’ll take my chance on getting a little more mud than usual slung at me. It won’t affect the election, and you know it won’t. And you ought to know by this time how little I care what folks think of my character. No, It won’t do, Miss Lanier. If that’s the card you’re counting on using to change your four-flush into a winning hand--"

"You are mistaken. This time, Mr, Conover, it Is I who am surprised at your lack of perception. The ‘card’ I spoke of Is the Denzlow correspondence.” ■: . ■ “The Denzlow—? I burned that a year ago—burned it in this, very room. In this fireplace. You were here lin’d saw me. And Denzlow died last May. I’m afraid your ‘card’ won't help that poor, lonely for-flush hand of yours after all. I’m sorry, hut —’’ "You burned a package of letters wrapped in a sheet Indorsed ‘Denzlow,' ” Interposed Anlce, "but they happened to be a sheaf of Insurance circulars. With Mr. Denzlow’s permission (and on my promise not to make use of them while he was alive) I bought those letters at the time you thought you bought them back from him. He got extra money, and the letters were supposed to be transmitted to you through me. I kept the originals. If you doubt It, here are certified copies. You will see the notary’s signature was dated last June. Does that convince you?” “Where’s the letters themselves?” "With my brother. He is one of the sub-editors of the Ballston Herald. He Is holding them subject to my orders. When he receives Bvord from me he will either turn them over to the Federal authorities (for It is a United States Government matter, as you know, with a term of imprisonment Involved, and not a mere State offence that can be settled with a few thousand dollars), or else he will publish the whole correspondence in his paper, and leave the Government to act as it sees fit. Does the card Improve my hand?”

Conover made no immediate answer. When he spoke there was no emotion in his dry, business-like tones. "Yes, it does,” he admitted, “and I’m glad to see I was wrong about the condition of those brains of yours. You’ve got me. I could bluff anybody else, but I guess you know my game too well. A bluff’s a blamed good anchor in a financial storm. But after the ship’s wrecked I never heard that the cap’n got any special good put of the anchor. So we’ll play straight, if you like. How much do you want?” "How much?" she repeated, doubtful of his meaning.

"How much will you take for those Denzlow letters?"

"How much will you take for those Denzlow letters? Come now, let’s cut out the measly diplomacy and get to the point. The man who gets ahead In my line of work Is the man who knows when to pay hush money and when not to. This Is the time to pay. How much? Make me a cash offer." “You don’t understand," protested Anlce. again with a pretty. Imperious gesture restraining Clive. “I am not one of the blackmailers you spend so much of your time silencing. I —" "No? I never yet heard a scream that was so loud a big enough cheek wouldn’t gag It This Interview Isn’t so klloorlng that I’m stuck on stretching It out any longer. Make your offer.” “I’ve explained to you that I want none of your money.” "Then what — Oh!” broke off Oen» over, clicking his teeth and narrow'tag his eyes to gleaming situ, *T think I see. The Gkrrernerahlp, eh?”

"So I’m to throw It to Standish! H’m! And yet, you say you’re not putting toe hooks ,in me! If that isn’t cold, straight, all-wool blackmail: I don’t know what is. You think you owe me something because I didn’t treat your father just square. So you pay the grudge off by blackmailing me. Maybe your holy New England conscience is too near-sighted to see it’s only in the devil’s ledger that two wrongs make a right.” “Do you speak from experience? Because it doesn’t fit this case. I propose nothing of the sort." “Then what in thunder do you west?” snarled Caleb, mystified. "If it ain’t cash or—" "I want you to give Mr. Standisb a fair chance. That is all. I want you to remove the embargo from his speeches and advertisements; to open the columns of every paper in the Mountain State to him. To promise not to molest him in any way, not to allow your rowdies to break up his meetings nor to prevent him from hiring halle. Not to stuff the ballot boxes, falsify- the returns, employ ’floaters’ or—in short, I want you to give him an equal chance with yourself; to conduct the campaign honestly, and to leave the issue solely to the voter*. Will you do tola?*’ "And if I beat him at that?" “If you are elected by an honest majority, that la no concern of ours. AJI I demand to that you fight in the open and leave the result to the people.’' Celeb thought la silence for a few moments. "If I do this?” he asked at last. "Then, on the afternoon of Election Day, my brother shall turn over to you, or to your representative, the entire Denzlow correspondence." “1 have your word for that? Certified copies and all?” “Yes.”

"You don’t lie. That's about the one foolish trait I’ve ever found in you. If I’ve got your word, you’ll stand by it. Can’t say quite the same of me, eh?” "I don\ think that needs an answer.” ' “Can’t turn over the letters to me now, on my pledge to —?” "I’m afraid not,” said Anice, almost apologetically. "1 must —” “And you’re dead right. A promise is such a.sacred thing that it’s always wise to keep your finger on the trigger till the real money’s handed over. Just to keep the sacredness from spoiling. As I understand It, I’m to loosen up on Standish; and then if I lick him fair, you and I are quits? I’ll do It. Such a fight ought to prove pretty amusing. It’ll be an experience anyhow, as Sol Townsley said whan Father Healy told him he’d burn some day In hell. I’ll accept those silly terms of yours for the same reason so many men stay honest They don’t enjoy it, but It's mors fun than going to Jail. I’ll send out the orders first thing in the morning. And on the afternoon of Election Day I’ll get that Denzlow etoff?” “Yea. And the certified copy the following morning.” "In case I should get absent-minded that night whea the votes are counted? You’re s clever flrl, Miss Laaier. Pity you’re to he wasted on Standish! Oh, that’s all right. I don’t need to be told. A girl like you isn't acting the way you do just for the ache of s measly principle. And now,” his bantering tone changing to one of brusque command, "if there's nothing mors, maybe you’ll both get out I'm tired, and—" Clive ahd Anice withdrew. The latter, looking back as she-left the room, saw Caleb sitting doubled over, motionless, in hie chair, hie gaae again on the fire. Long and late Caleb Conover sat these alone in his big, silent study. The lamp on the table flickered, guttered and went out The ttro oools died down to ombora. The oold of •ally aotumn crept threogfc the great room, along with the smernanbtag darkness. The clock aa the wall Aimed. Than agala, and a third that, but the Railroader aad motto* (To Bo Continued.)

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Elder S. J. Lindsay will preach at the Church of God Sunday, both morning and evening. Morning subject: “Resurrection.” Evening: “Egotism.”

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