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REPUBLICAN TICKET. NATIONAL TICKET. For President WILLIAM HOWARD TAFT of Ohio. For Vice-President JAMES S. SHERMAN of New York. " ," STATE. . " Governor ' JAMES E. WATSON. v Lieutenant Governor FREMONT C. GOODWINE. Secretary of State FRED A. SIMS. Auditor of State : JOHN C. BILLHEIMER. , -Treasurer of State I " OSCAR HADLEY. , S Attorney General 1 ' JAMES BINGHAM. State Superintendent , I LAWRENCE McTURNAN. ' State Statistician J. L. PEETZ. (i Judge of Supreme Court QDINCY A. MYERS. ; Judge of Appellate Court DAVID MYERS. Reporter of Supreme Court GEORGE W. SELF. ( DI8TRICT. Congress WTBLIAM O. BARNARD. COUNTY. Joint Representative 1 ALONZO M. GARDNER. -Repre sentative ' WALTER S. RATLIFF. Circuit Judge HENRY C. FOX. 1 . Prosecuting Attorney ! k CHAS. L. LADD. I Treasurer j' ALBERT ALBERTSON. " Sheriff : LINUS P. MEREDITH. j ' Coroner DR. A. L. BRAMKAMP. i Surveyor ! ROBERT A. HOWARD. Recorder WILL J. ROBBINS. Commissioner Eastern. Dist. HOMER FARLOW. v Commissioner Middle Dist. BARNEY H. LINDERMAN. -Commissioner Western Dist I ROBERT N. BEESON. WAYNE TOWNSHIP. Trustee JAMES H. HOWARTH. Assessor CHARLES E. POTTER. BRYAN CRITICIZES. We v had expected that Bryan would eay that Taft' had stolen his thunder again. That is- a flimsy excuse, Mr. Bryan can not lay his hand on any one of the materially Important things" which Taft had to say In his speech which, savored in the slightest of Bryanism. In fact, on almost every topic, Taft comes forth fairly and squarely before the people and In unmistakable language. He points out clearly the difference, between the democratic, and republican point of view. Especially is this true in the case of his remarks on the tariff, on the in junction, the trusts, the regulation of interstate commerce. As regards the physical valuation of railroads he gives the history of its origin repub lican. In no case can it be demon strated that Taft has any ambition to emulate Mr. Bryan, if there was any keynote in the speech It was the differentiation of the two platforms, which branded Mr. Bryan forever as being on the path to destruction of business. and not the republican method of removing harmful abuses of good laws, so that business may go on In a healthy and normal fashion. Nor will the people of the country see in this very refusal of Mr. Taft to kijl the prosperity of the country any taint of fear. It is merely sound common sense. Mr. Bryan charges Taft of being afraid of announcing "his real reforms." If by reforms Bryan means "strangulation by democratic folly," we think that Taft is afraid. The announcement " made yesterday of his views on Taft's speech have not added one suggestion to , thinking poinds, the very language is that of

sniveling fear. He cornea not to meet Taft on his own ground of differention of policies, but seeks to cloud the matter In words which mean nothing. We had hoped that by this time Bryan 'would take up Taft's challenge as flung down at Cincinnati and give us something of real sincerity. What Bryan has done Is a virtual acknowledgement that Taft has the right of the matter and that the democratic platform is full of tricky double meanings which deceive no one. Apparently, Bryan thinks that people will be mislead into believing that the democratic doctrines are the same as the republican. Mr. Taft effectually dispelled that feeling "in his speech in clear exposition. Take the real thing and avoid imitations. Substitutions are dangerous. The man who wants to sell you something just as good is unscrupulous.

CHAMBERLAIN. The announcement in this morn ing's dispatches that Joseph Chamberlain is failing rapidly, brings us face to face with the fact that a new generation is about to take the place of the old in England. It is not many months since i Britain's premier was laid away. From now on one must look to such men as Winston Churchill to take the reigns of government Chamberlain is an empire builder. It was to Chamberlain and Cecil Rhodes that England owes her vast sovereignty in South Africa. The sympathies of America were for the most part in favor, or rather in sym pathy with the Boers. But we are beginning to see now that the policy of England would have been thwarted en tirely by the policies of Kruger. We would never have seen the marvelous development of the continent of Africa from Cape to Cairo, which is the work of Chamberlain. The war was cruel, but we have no reason to believe that Chamberlain was not acting in the best interest of his country and the empire when he removed the obstacle which lay in the path of development and civilization. We should not be surprised, if after the historical perspective of years has arrived, that it will be found that historians will view the terrible carnage in South Africa as justified. Be that as it may, it is undeniable that the former citizens of the Dutch repub lics as well as all South Africa are now enjoying better government than they did before the war. Joseph Chamberlain is passing, but at this juncture It 13 well to consid er his enormous personal attainments, his skill in politics and his iron poli cy, and to put him in his place with the other empire builders to whom England's greatness is due. "ALL RIGHT." All over the country the press is echoing the dictum of the people. Taft's all right Bill's all right." The sigh of relief which arose when the speech was over and it was more apparent than ever that Taft had kept his head and had fallen into no Dem cratic traps; that Taft had displayed conspicuously the sturdy common sense; and that above all, he was for a progressive government along the policies of Theodore Roosevelt, indicated the profound satisfaction of everyone. We are pleased to say that every metropolitan paper has charac terized the speech as being a masterpiece of sincerity, and sound judgment whether they be Democratic or Republican. There is nothing in the speech which does not show the clear and untrammeled vision of the jurist and a fearlessness of utterance. And so It is that every one is saying with a pleased expression, "Taft is a man. Taft's all right" Treat Your Flannels Right. If your woolens and flannels mat down after washing, it's because you are using the wrong kind of soap. You can expect nothing el6e if you use the common yellow sort, which is mostly rosin and offal fats. For perfect cleanliness an,d to keep woolens soft and fluffy, always use Easy Task soap. It's white and pure and will keep woolen fabrics like new. Another calling out of La dies' Suits, worth from $16.50 to $30.00 will go on Sale Fri day and Saturday at $10.00. Knollenberg's Store. The Orator Scored. "Who la there," cried the impassioned orator, "who will lift a voice against, tne truth f my statement?" Just then a donkey on the outskirts. of the crowd gave vent to one of the piercing "hee-haws" of the tribe. The laugh was on the orator for a moment; but asuming an air of triumph, he lifted his voice above the din to say, "I knew nobody but an ass Itching or Psoriasis. Use Blanchard's Eczema Lotion Prof. J. Blanchard, Skin Specialist, 3811 Cottage Grove Ave., Chicago, will diagnose your skin disease Free, also give advice, and state how the disease will act, and disappear, under use of his Lotion. How many are there that can do this? Write for symptom blank. His Lotion is sold At CONKEY & MONNEVGER'S Richmond. Lad.

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McGregor is on trial. COURT BAILIFF WHO TURNS STATE'S EVIDENCE SAYS LARGE AMOUNT WAS GIVEN COMMIS SIONERS FOR CONTRACT. Indianapolis, Ind., July 30. Emmett S. Huggins, former bailiff in the county commissioners' court, has turned state's evidence against John McGreg or, president of the board of commissioners, who is on trial on the charge of accepting and soliciting a bribe from the Atlas Engine company. Huggins testified that he engineered a deal by which the engine company paid the board $3,000 for a $21,331 contract. He stated that McGregor's price in the transaction was $1,000. Huggins's testimony is that he, McGregor and Thos. Spafford, former commissioners, were to receive $1,mm each. No explanation has been made as to what became of the remaining $800. It was stated about the court house that the experts now employed on the books of the county were preparing to make a demand on Huggins for a large sum which they believe is due from him because of the drawings of vari ous warrants which they have ques tioned.. The amount of this claim, it was stated, would be $8,000 or $10,000. The defense proposes to meet Hug gins's testimony in the Josition that the $3,800 did not go any farther than Huggins, that he received it for himself and kept it. Henry N. Spaan, of counsel for McGregor, made this announcement In arguing a point of law during the hearing. Prosecutor Hooton, in presenting the state's case to the jury said that it will be shown that representatives of the Atlas met Huggins In the court house tower and delivered the money to him. .ijkitM SLAYS WIFE'S LOVER WITH AX Man Peeps Under Blinds and Sees the Couple Together. Petersburg, Va., July 30. John Ashby Mullen, a prominent citizen of Petersburg, killed Elijah L. Cole, an unmarried man, whom he caught in the bed-chamber of his wife. Cole's head was crushed to a jelly by repeated blows with an ax. Mullen, who is locked up, and his wife, 'who only escaped the same fate as Cole by fleeing from her enraged husband, both made statements last night. There is considerable differ ence between the two versions of the tragedy. It is probable the defendant will plead the unwritten law as his extenuation of the crime. Mrs. Mullen maintains that there was nothing wrong in her relations with Cole. The husband went to his home yesterday afternoon, and, peeping through the slats of the blinds in his wife's room, saw her and Cole together. FEAR FOR SAFETY OF THEIR GOVERNOR Newfoundland Executive May Have Been Lost. St. John, N. P., July 30. No tidings have been received of the whereabouts of the cruiser Fiona, with Sir Wil Ham MacGregor, governor of New foundland on board, and the anxiety felt for the safety of the vessel on account of the report of a severe northeast hurricane off the Labrador coast is unabated. The Fiona has not been heard from for four days. When last reported she was off the Southern Labrador coast and was proceeding north on an official tour of Inspection. FAIRBANKS STANDS FOR CLEAN POLITICS Tells Boys' City of Country's Needs Today. Warsaw, Ind., July 30. "We have never been more in need of an awakening among the people to the necessity of clean politics, both in the ordinary and practice," is an extract from a letter received by 1,000 boy residents of the' Winona Boy City from Vice President Charles"W. Fairbanks. 1 $1.75 EXCURSION TO COLUMBUS. Pennsylvania Lines, August 2. Lv. Richmond, 6 a. m. July 30-31 augl tt tats coQei too. -otad eMDit Irt. Caldwell's ftyrop Pepsin U eosfttery taaaased to rure ladirertlom , eeosttpatfed. Mrk headicd, eWMtrMa. nsalasla .insiaar ma stem

Copyright. 1906. by ' "1 have been looking forward with pleasure to this opportunity, Mr. Bansemer," she said in a courteously acidulated way. "It has been so long in coming." "Better late than never," he returned, with marked emphasis. Fortunately for her the challenging significance of his words was quickly nullified by the smile with which she was almost instantly favored. "Twenty years, I believe it certainly came very near being 'never,' " he went on, abruptly changing from harsh to the sweetest of tones. "No one could believe that you you're simply wonderful!" and added pointedly, "But your daughter is even more beautiful, if such is possible, than her her mother." Apparently the innuendo passed un noticed. In reality, it required all her courage to appear calm. "How very nice of you," she said softly. And looking him full in the face, "Her mother thanks you for the compliment." It was a brave little speech. Such bravery would have softened a man of another mold changed his purpose. Not so with' Bansemer. A sinister gleam came into bis eyes, and his attack became more brutally direct. "But the husband has be never mistrusted T' The blow told, though her reply was given with rippling laughter and for the benefit of any chance listeners. "For shame, Mr. - Bansemer!" she cried lightly. "After flattering me so delightfully you're surely not going to spoil it all?" Despite his growing annoyance, admiration shone clearly from Bansemer's eyes. His memory carried him back some twenty years to the scene in his office. Was it possible, he was thinking, that the charming woman before him exercising so cleverly all the arts of society, as if born to the purple, and the light hearted, frivolous little wife of the Central's engineer were one and the same person? The metamorphosis seemed incredible. Unwittingly his manner lost some of its aggressiveness, and the woman, perto take advantage, resolved to learn if possible his intentions. Presently, going right to the point, she asked: "Is that extraordinary looking creature you had in your office still with you. Mr. Bansemer?" "Extraordinary!" He laugned loudly. "He Is certainly that and more. Indeed, the English language does not . supply us with an adjective that ade-1 quately describes the man." The people nearest to tbeui by this time had moved away to another part of the large drawing room. Practically the couple were by themselves. She had been thinking for a moment, rea-1 sonlng with a woman's logic that it was always well to know oiie's enemy. When she next spoke It was almost in a whisper. I "How much does that horrible man know?" "He is not supposed to stnow anything," and then, with an enigmatical smile, promptly admitted, "However, I'm afraid that be does." "You have told him? And yet you promised nobody should know. How .could" "My dear Mrs. Cable, he was not told. If he has found out I could not prevent his discovering the truth through his own efforts," he interrupt ed in a tone more assuaging than convincing to her, and then, hitching his chair closer and lowering his voice a note, he continued: "The papers had to be taken out. But you must not worry about him. You can depend on me." "Promise me that you will make him I am so fearful of that awful" she broke off abruptly. Her fears were proving too much for her, and she was in Imminent danger of n complete breakdown. All the veneer with which she had bravely commenced the interview had disappeared. Bansemer endeavored to soothe her with promises, but the poor woman saw only his teeth in the reassuring smile that he presented to her, togeth er with the warnings that they were likely to be observed. With the hardest kind of an effort she succeeded in pulling herself together sufficiently to bid good night to her hostess. When Mrs. Cable reached home that night it was with a full realization that she was Irrevocably committed into the custody of these cold blooded ' men. ! They met again and again at the . homes of mutual friends, and she had; come to loathe the pressure of his hand when it clasped hers. One night he held her hand long and firmly in his, and while she shrank helplessly before him he even tenderly asked why she had not invited him Into her home. It was what she bad expected and feared. Her cup of bitterness was Ailing rapidlytoo rapidly. His invitation to dinner a fortnight later followed. Jane Cable was radiant as she entered the drawing room shortly after the arrival of the two Banseraers. "It's quite like a family party. How splendid," she said to Graydon, with a quick glance in the direction of James Bansemer and David Cable, who stood conversing together, and withdrawing her soft, white hand which she had pot forth to meet his in friendly clasp. "It's too good to be true," she went on in a happy, spontaneous, almost confiding manner. The two fathers looked on In amused sDence, the one full of admiration and pride for the clean, vigorous manhood of his son awaiting to receive welcome from the adorable Jane; the other, long since conscious of the splendid beauty of his daughter, mentally declaring that she never had appeared so well as when standing beside this gallant figure. Other guests arrived bef ore Mrs. CaWe'aa4e'h8rappearsjire trr-the draw

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able Ttodd. Mead f3L Company ing room. She had taken more time than usual with her toilet. It was impossible for her to hide the fact that the strain was telling on her perceptibly. The face that looked back into her eyes from the mirror on her dressing table was not the fresh, warm one that had needed so little care a few short months before. There was a heaviness about the eyes, and there were strange, persistent lines gathering under the soft, white tissues of her skin. But when she at last stepped Into the presence of her guests, with ample apologies for her tardiness, she was the picture of life and nerve. So much for the excellent resources of her will. Bansemer was the last to present himself for her welcome, lingering in the background until the others had passed. "I'm so glad you could come. Indeed, it's a pleasure to" She spoke clearly and distinctly as she extended her hand, but as she looked squarelynto his eyes she thought him the ugliest man she ever had seen. Every other woman in the party was saying to herself that James Bansemer was strikingly handsome. "Most pleasures come late in life to some of us," he returned gallantly, and even Graydon Bansemer wished that he could have said it "Your father is a perfect dear," Jane said to him softly. "It was not what he said just then that pleased me, but what be left unsaid." "Father's no end of a good fellow, Jane. I'm glad you admire him." "You are not a bit like him," she said reflectively. "Thanks," he exclaimed. "You are not very flattering." "But you are a different sort of a good fellow; that's what I mean. Don't be absurd," she cried in some little confusion. "I'm like my mother, they say, though I don't remember her at all." "Oh, how terrible it must be never to have known one's mother!" said she tenderly. "Or one's father," added James Bansemer, who was passing at that Instant with Mrs. Cable. "Please include the father, Miss Cable;" he pleaded, with mock seriousness. Turning to Mrs. Cable, who had stopped beside him, he added, "You, the most charming of mothers, will defend the fathers, won't you?" "With all my heart," she answered so steadily that he was surprised. "I will include the father, Mr. Bar, semer," said Jane, "if it is guaranteed that be possibly could be as nice and dear as one's mother. In that case I think it wouid be, oh. dreadfully terrible never to have known him." , "And to think, Miss Cable, of the unfortunates who have known neither father nor mother," said Bansemer senior, slowly, relentlessly. "How much they have missed of life and love!" "That can be offset somewhat by the thought of the poor parents who never have known a son or a daughter," said Jane. "How can they be parents, then?" demanded Bobby Rigby, coming up In time. "Go away, Bobby," she said scornfully. "That's a nice way to treat logic," he grumbled, ambling on in quest of Miss Clegg. "The debate will become serious if you continue," said Mrs. Cable lightly. "Come along, Mr. Bansemer. Mrs. Craven Is waiting." When they were across the room and alone she turned a white face to him and remonstrated bitterly, "Oh, that was cowardly of you after your 'promise to me!"' "I forgot myself," he said quietly. "Don't believe me to be utterly heartless." His hand touched her arm. Instantly her assumed calm gave way to her deep agitation, and with a swift change of manner she turned on him, her passion alight. "You" she stammered. Then her fears found voice. "What do you j lucaui cut; u7ijuilcriA 1U BlUVUiClCU, ' alarmed tones. j He desisted savagely and shrank i away, the color flaming into his dls- ; gusted, saturnine face. He did not j speak to her again until he said goodi by long afterward. ! As he bad expected, his place at the dinner table was some distance from hers. He was across the table from I Jane and Graydon and several seats ! removed from David Cable. He smiled grimly and knowingly when he saw that he had been cut off cleverly from the Cables, i "Tomorrow night, then, Jane!" said j Graydon at parting. No one was near enough to catch the tender eagerness in his voice nor to see the happy flush in her cheek as she called after him: "Tomorrow night!" CHAPTER VIII. OBBY RIGBY and Graydon Bansemer were bosom friends In Chicago; they had been classmates at Yale. It bad been a question of money with Bobby fcofii the beginning. According tejhii wn hie. motjex was

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George Barr McCutcheon Author of "Beverly of Graustark." Etc a "source ol greaT anoyance To nlm. He was not out of debt but once and then before he fully realited it- So unusual was the condition that he could not sleep. The first thing he did in the morning was to borrow right and left for fear another attack of insomnia might interfere with his training for the football eleven. Robertson Ray Rigby, immortalized as Bobby, had gone In for athletics. where be learned to think and act i quickly. He wan called one of the lightest but headiest quarterbacks in the east No gridiron idol ever escaped his "Jimmy" or "Toppy or "Pop" or "Johnny." When Anally be hung out his shingle in Chicago "Robertson R. Rigby, Attorney at Law" he lost his Identity even among bis classmates. It was weeks before the fact became generally known that it was Bobby who waited for clients behind the deceptive shingle. The indulgent aunt who bad supplied him with funds in college was rich in business blocks and apartment buildings, and now Mr. Robertson It. Rigby was her man of affairs. When he went In for business, the old push of the football field did not desert him. He was very much alive and very vigorous, and it did not take him long to "learn the signals." With his aunt's unfaltering prosperity, his own ready wit and unbridled versatility he was not long la establishing himself safely in his profession and in society. Everybody liked him. though no one took him seriously except when they came to transact business with him. Then the wlttlness of the drawing room turned into shrewdness as it crossed the office threshold. The day after the Cable dinner Bobby yawned and stretched through his morning mall. He had slept but little the night before, and all on account of a certain, or rather uncertain, Miss Clegg. That petite and aggravating young woman had been especially exasperating at the Cable dinner. Mr. Rigby, superbly confident of his standing with her, encountered difficulties which put him very much out of temper. For the first time there was an apparent rift In her constancy. Never before had she shown such signs of fluctuating. Ill could not understand it in fact, he dared not understand it "She was a most annoying young person," said Mr. Rigby to himself wrathfully more than once after he went to bed that night. Anyhow, be could not see whst there was about Howard Medford for any girl to countenance, much less to admire. Mr. Medford certainly had ruined the Cable dinner party for Mr. Rigby, and he was full of resentment. "Miss Keating," called Mr. Rigby for the third time, "may I interrupt your conversation . with Mr. Deever long enough to ask a question that has been on my mind for twenty minutes?" Mr. Deever was the raw young gentleman who read law in the office of Judge Smith next door. Bobby maintained that if he read law at all It was at night, for he was too busy with oth er occupations during the day. Miss Keating, startled, turned roundabout promptly. "Yes, sir," at last came from the pert young woman near the window. "I guess I'll be going," said Mr. Dee-; ver resentfully, rising slowly from the side of her desk on which he had been lounging. "Walt a minute, Eddie," protested Miss Keating. "What's your hurry?" And then she almost snapped out. "What is it. Mr. Rigby?" "I merely wanted to ask if you have sufficient time to let me dictate a few Bbort letters that ought to go out today," said Bobby sarcastically. And thena'd(?ed with mock apology: "Don't move, Mr. Deever. If . you're not in Miss Keating's way, you're certainly not in mine." "A great Josher!" that young woman was heard to comment admiringly. "You may wake up some morning to find that I'm not," said Bobby soberly. Whereupon Miss Keating rose and strode to the other end of the room and took her place beside Bobby's desk. Bobby dictated half a dozen inconsequential letters before coming to the one which troubled him most For many minutes he stared reflectively at the typewritten message from New York. Miss Keating frowned severely and tapped her little foot somewhat impatiently on the floor. But Bobby would not be hurried. His reflections were too serious. This letter from New York had come with a force suf ficient to drive out even the indignant thoughts concerning one Miss Clegg. For the life of him Bobby Rigby coald not immediately frame a reply to the startling missive. Eddie Deever stirred restlessly on the window ledge. "Don't hurry, Eddie!" called Miss Keating distinctly and insinuatingly. "Oh, I guess I'll be going!" he called back, beginning to roll a cigarette. "I have some reading to do today." Mr. Deever was tall, awkward and homely and a lot of other things that would have discouraged a less self satisfied "lady's man." Judge Smith said he was hopeless, but that be might do bet ter after be was twenty -one. "What are you reading now, Eddie?" asked Miss Keating, complacently ey ing Mr. Rigby. " 'Raffles T " "Law, you idiot!" said Eddie scornfully, going out of the door. "Oh! Weli, the law is never in a hurry, don't you know? Its like justicethe slowest .thing in town T' she called after him as his footsteps died away. "Ready T said Bobby, resolutely. "Take this, please." And slowly and carefully he proceeded to dictate: Mr. Tmnim Herbert. New Tevk: Dear Deoia I cesnortell yew bow nroch your letter surprised me. Wht yon say eeema ermmraiu. There moat be mistake. It caanot be this man. I know hfaa quite well. an4 h seems as straight a a MxtnareoeVe, aentiemeastoe. His nl knew wnX--Tiw

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Iive never neara a wore saia aaaansi , hint or his methods. You are mistaken; that's all there is about It. You raisht tnvestisate a Uttie further , and. aasurinc yourself, do all la your power to check such stories as you relate. Of course I'll do as you euaaest. but I'm positive I can find no thins discreditable in his dealings here. Keep rne posted on everything. As ever, yours. Miss Heating's anxiety was aroused. After a very long silence she took the reins into her own hands. "Is Mr. Brlggs in trouble?" she asked at a venture. Mr. Briggs was the only client she could think of whose name began with a B. Briggs? What Brlggs?" asked Bobby, relighting his pipe for the fourth time. "Why, our Mr. Briggs," answered Miss Keating curtly. "I'm sure 1 don't know. Miss Keating. Has he been around lately? "I thought you were referring to him in that letter," she said succinctly. "Oh. dear me, no; another party altogether. Miss Keating. Isn't the typewriter lu working order this morning?" he asked, eying her machine tn- " nocently. She sniffed and started to reply, but thought better of it. Then she began pounding the keys briskly. "It works like a charm," she shot back genially. The letter that caused Bobby such perturbation came in the morning maiL His friend had laid bare some of the old stories concerning James Bansemer and cautioned him not to become involved In transactions with the former New Yorker. Harbert's statements were positive in character, and he seemed to know his case thoroughly welL Whl'e the charges as they came to Rig by were general, Harbert had said that he was quite ready to be specific. All day long the letter hung like a cloud over young Mr. Rigby. ne was to have lunched with Graydon and was much relieved when young Bansemer ' telephoned that he could not join him. Rigby found himself in a very uncom- ' fortable position. If the stories from New York were true, even though he knew none of the inside facts. Graydon's father was pretty much' of a scalawag, to ssy the least. He was not well acquainted with the lawyer,, but be now recalled that be never had liked the man. Bansemer had Impressed him from the beginning as heartless, designing, utterly unlike bis clean , hearted son. Bobby loved Graydon Bansemer la the way that one man loves a true friend. He was certain that the son knew nothing of those shady transactionsif they really existed as Harbert painted them but an exposure of the father would be a blow from which he could not recover. It came at last to Rigby that be was not the only one in Chicago who held , the secret Other members of the bar had been warned long before the news came to him, and It was morally certain that If the facts were as bad as Intimated the police also were in possession of them. At the same time Rigby felt a certain moral responsibility Involving himself. Bansemer at any time might apply his methods to people who were near and dear to him. The new intimacy with the Cables came to Bobby's mind. And then there were Clegg, Groll, the Semesons and others who might easily fall into the snare . if James Bansemer set it for them. Appreciating his responsibility in the , matter, now that he was prepared to bear the worst of James Bansemer. RIgby's heart stood almost stUL It meant that some day he might have to expose Graydon Bansemer' s father. It rneannSathe" 'mlgbT Es ve "to VrueTIy hurt his friend. It meant that he might lose a friendship that had been one of bis best treasures since the food old college days. The mere fact that he would be compelled to watch ind mistrust James Bansemer seemed like darkest treachery to Graydon, even though the son should not become ware of the situation. Later in the afternoon Bobby went guiltily into a telegraph office and sent tway a carefully worded dispatch. 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