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KINGS MOUNTAIN HERALD, KINGS MOUNTAIN, N. 0. TlieAiltionofMiM HENRY RUSSELL MILLER ttoorrtsht. BIS. br The CHAPTER XXII Continued. "Ton Me," he concluded. "It la crit ical. I can not understand," ha ex claimed strongly, "the present attitude of labor, (t la utterly lacking In aenae of gratitude, of loyalty. I like to think of the mllla as the meana to life for thouaandi of men. And It palna ana to awe them become boatlle and grasping, What hare they to complain of?" ' "Probably they feel entitled to a lit tie more than a bar existence." , "Didn't we grant the eliding acale three years ago?" "Perhaps." Mark returned dryly, "they guese from the number of tent' plea to paleontology In prospect that . th scale could fairly be raised. It - oould." V "I don't hold with you." "What doea Henley aayT" "What would Henley aay but, fight He la mad utterly mad In hla hatred of unions." "Quite mad." v "In this case he la right I hare . sot deserved to be compelled to stand and deliver. I have alwaya been fair to labor. I have been willing to com promise our differences, to make con cessions. I have felt toward them as father to hla children. They have now no Just cause to organise to fight me. And my plana tor the future do not admit of shrinkage In Income from raised scales or costly strike. Oh!" Qulnby' hands clenched in the trees of emotion. "If I were but as rich as MacOregorl He haa been well - aerved by the men he haa made." Qulnby, It aeemed, had forgotten hla late tribute to hla young Ueutenanta. "Who made him," Mark corrected. "No," contradicted 'Qulnby sternly. "To whom he gave opportunity. . Aa I have given it to my partners. . And never have I been so 111 aerved aa In the handling of this dispute." He paused to let the truth of this disserv ice sink Into Mark's heart ' "That la where I need yon. Henley la -the last man In the world for auch a matter, . It la not a bully's task. . Truitt, I want you to take charge of the situation, stand between Henley and the men, and settle It." "Humph! Easier ordered than done. J don't hanker for the Job, Mr. Qulnby." Tou are the only one of the lot who can meet labor In human plausible manner. It was) you, I believe, who aaved us from a strike three years ago --I hare never voiced my apprecia tion of that but I do so now. You can do It And yon owe It to me to try. ' Be tactful, be Arm but gentle. Sauvlter In modo aed forttter In re. Make nom- "TrurttI Place Myself Hands." ' ldal concessions. . Even go a llttl farther than that Bat. Truitt above 11 thing there must be no strike.; Ha leaned forward and put a hand 1m preaalvely on Mark's knee. "Traltt" There waa a hint of ner vous haste In the mellifluous voice. "Truitt, a strike would place me in a false position.. .1 am 'known to have attend publicly certain views on la bor's right. I Mill bold firmly to those views In the abstract , I also hold that- they do not apply to tola case.. But the world would not under stand that It would aay'' He paused m f In Your " - again, leaving Mark to imaginewhat : the cruel cynical world would say. ' Mark thought he could imagine It 'A.? Truitt!" Qulnby brought hla hand in a slow splendid gesture down on VuVi shoulder.- "l place myself In !. Vj-' 0 tor ""J wn ' V - wo tP hle -.J.".;.t.vv" sake, but because which I have pledged Mark turned a frowning gaia out of the window. - Ten-jailes or more aped by before he looked at the waiting Qulnby. - - . "i'ii try t" -' - ' ' " '-"l knew you would."" Qulnby smiled once more.' "Succeed and you will 2. find me not ungrateful. Henley, I be lieve, is thinking of retiring" Therr eyos metv ' " t "Doe Henley know Itf . Qulnby Ignored the question. "He himself has said you are the only man of the broad vion and " ..... "It Isn't done fot," V irk Intor- An ker ot . THE MAN HtCHF.R VT." "HB RISE BoUlteiU Compear) rupted. "But If I pull It through, I'd rather you'd let me build that new city." He laughed queerly. "Strange aa It may seem, the notion appeals.' "But that, I fear, Is out of the que tlon." Qulnby shook hla head aadly. "A beautiful dream but paleontology haa claimed me." . They left the matter of reward for future determination. At Buffalo they left Qulnby, whose ear waa attached to a New York train. CHAPTER XXIII. Phllanthropy. The Qulnby strike 1 now history, It Is, however, no part of 'recorded his tory that during tbrCOUuJouaXonths preceding one man v. .iilln plan ning, spending hlmsek to rt the tragic outcome he foresaw. It waa quite hidden work. Even had It suc ceeded it would have been no more widely heralded than In failure. He did foresee the outcome aa tragic, but not because a philanthropist's rep utation bung In the balance. There waa ode man who aaw and understood his efforts. He waa Hen ley. They were together on day, Mark arguing earnestly for a compromise. Henley listened, not because be waa Impressed by the arguments, but be cause he waa studying the pleader. "Are you for us," he Interrupted a long period to demand sharply, "or for the men?" "I'm for both." ; "You can't be for both. Are you, Henley Jeered, "still trying to play the man of peace 7" "No. I'm trying to obtain a little Justice and to save the Qulnby com pany from idle mllla." "They won't be Idle long. And we can afford Idleness better than the men can." . "They're growing bitter. There will be violence." "Then let there be violence. : 111 know how to meet It" Henley' Jawa set "There'll be no compromise. Let us fight It out now, while we're ready and the men aren't. . The harder tbe fight the better I'm satisfied, because the longer It'll take the union to re cover." You're hopeless." Mark eyed him significantly. "I aee I'll have to ap peal to Caesar." Meaning Qulnby? Caesar's ghost must feel flattered!"' He haa an Interest In tbe premises. I should think It would be to your In terest " "la that a kind of a threat?" Henley inquired harshly. - "I'm. not afraid of Qulnby Juat now. , Sooner or later 1 expect to be kicked out of this com pany. But he can't kick me out of steel. And I don't propose to see tbe Industry run to suit the whims of tough walking delegate and grafting labor bosses. Yon seem to be In Quin- by's confidence. I'm tree to say I don't like It It looks to me as though you're hedging, so you wont have to go out with me. "What do yon expect?" - , "I made you. I've given you aU you have. I expect yon to stand by me." "You demand more than yon give other. The men give you all they have and you refuse " v .. "The men work for their living, aa men muat Moat of them get a good living. When they're worth It they get more. You got mora. If they don't like our terms let them find better somewhere else if they can. Aa for Caesar, dont count too much on him. There are bigger Interests than his vanity at stake Just now, and youll find when it comes to a poinULbey'll hold. Qulnby' a blatherskite, but I've never said he's a fool.' Mark aald nothing. . Henley' word but echoed hi own fear. Henley re garded him frowntngly. "What" he demanded abruptly, "haa got Into yon the last' year? - Before that I could always count on .you. Now I dont understand you." ' , "Wher-t It cornea" to that" Mark- laughed shortly, "I don't Understand Lmyaelf." " Mark had been partly right when he attributed the mood of their return to reaction. A lighter mood followed. Kaila's work allowed them to meet but seldom and then often for only hurried visits;, the eagerness bred by separation drove euch problems as Qulnby and the meaning of their rela tion rate the background. But the shadow never quite lifted. As winter wore on Kastt began to perceive grow ing up in Mark's heart a new Inter est so strong that sometimes It -Intruded even into thebriet hour that should have been given wholly to IdVe, There was an evening when he came to her apartment, tired and discour aged, but with an air that sent her memory back to a slender youth going doggedly forth each day to labor meant for stronger men. She, too, was tired from a long exacting case whose close allowed them this leisurely meeting, the first in weeks. ,;'; "'; "This week," she told him after he had been there a little while, "I waa offered tbe auperiatendeney of nurse at the Todd hospital." - M" That' One! I'm glad. : When do yoil begin?" . "Have you forgotten? I think It come through Mr. Qulnby.". , - "Tike It anyhow," be anawered promptly. "Since you won't let me help you." "I don't like to be under obligations to him."',."; -. ' k-,' "Take .It. tf he meant mischief, I think we'd have heard from him be fore now. And It's only fair for some body to get something out of him. God knows I'm doing enough for "him." "You mean with the men?" ' " "Yea. Though, If ha only knew It I'm not doing It for bis sake. I be lieve It waa for the men I undertook tbe Job." He shook his head gloom ily. "But the worst of It Is, I'm al most certain to fail." "Oh, I hope not" "Yea Sometimes I think I'm the only sane man left on earth. Each aide tblnka It's bound to win. One side Is snd It Isn't the men. But tbey won't listen to me. It makea me sick to think what they'll have to pay If they go Into this hopelesa contest You don't know bow the thing Is taking hold on me. You think this queer talk from mar' "I dont find It queer." "It Is queer. I haven't come to the why yet Do you believe," be asked abruptly, "that love can awaken all tbe aympathles?" "I believe that It can." "Wouldn't it be strange," he went on musingly, "If through Qulnby tbe philanthropist! I've found my big idea?" "Your big Idea?" , "Yes." He forgot that no Richard Courtney had ever defined It for her. "I'll probably fail In this wrangle. But after that why not? the happy city, and in Bethel. The thing's getting Into my blood. Or am I, after all, the one who Is mad?" If she waa white, he laid it to weari ness. "If you are, I love your mad ness." A silence. When she broke It he. absorbed In the- train of thought set In motion by mention of the unbuilt city, did not catch the odd strained note in the words. 'Then you think I'd better take the position?" "Ah!" He came baclr remorsefully to tbe subject "Of course, you must take It." - "Even from Qulnby?" "However It comes, you're fitted for It You've earned It" 'But," she Insisted quietly, "I'd have to live at the hospital. I'd have no excuse for keeping this apartment" Oh, no, surely not! You musn't give It up. I need you, Kaila these hours " Alarm had driven all but love he still called It love from his heart for the moment. He leaned over and caught her to him. Not at once, perhaps," she mur mured weakly. "I could come here sometimes until the lease expires " He laughed. "Do you think love Is determined by a landlord's contract?" Not by that!" With a little gasp ing cry she reached up and clung to him. During the last daya of the negotia tions Mark almost hoped tbe strike could be averted.- Then men, listen Ing to hla persuasions, agreed to ac cept a merely nominal Increase In the wage acale. But the agreement muat be signed, not by the men aa Individ uals, but by tbe union for them; from that stand the young organisation, its very life at stake, would not be moved. Three men were In Henley's office on that last night before the decision waa announced. One had Just mads his final plea for the compromise. Henley shook hla bead firmly. T will not recognize the union." "But they ask so little." - . Both glanced at the other-man, a tall stately figure, pacing, hands clasped behind hi back," up and down the room. A troubled despairing frown roughened the lofty brow. "I'm looking ahead," Henley replied. Labor organisation never go back. unless you catch 'em young and kill 'em off. Recognise them now a three years hence they'll demand raised scale. Next, It will be the cloeed shop. Then another raise, and ao on We'll be running our mllla for the ben efit of men who have no stake In tbem, never knowing when they'll be after u with new outrageous demands. 1 will not bars It" Henley spoke with feeling. The pacing figure stopped, looking at Mark. "What have you to say to that?" ,. ' - -. -. . - "I aay, the men are desperate. They'll stop at nothing to win the strike. It will cost us millions." - . "Cheaper now than ever," Henley Interrupted. I aay," Mark Went on, "thla Indus try, this company, can afford to grant any demands labor will ever make. And there's such a thing as humanity. If that lsnt enough " He paused, looking steadily at Qulnby. "If tbat lsnt enough, I say the public Is on the men' side and it haan't forgotten the Siamese twins of production and other beautiful sentiments publicly uttered by a certain famous philanthropist" Qulnby groaned and resumed his anxious pacing. But he waa halted by Henley' next words. , You had a visit from some men In New York last week." .1 How do you know?" Qulnby waa visibly startled. . I advised them to see you," Henley rejoined. "They're men of power. They own newspapers. They can Liake and unmake men and reputation. Tbey can destroy you as easily la tbey would a corner grocer. They're Inter ested In the future of steel. They're. more interested, a every controller of property muat be. In the fight to stamp, out (his epidemic of labor agi tation. ? remind you, it lsnt safe to disregard their advice."-" : --' ' Wbat Interest have Uiy in my rep utation f r Jr -J - -'r .. "Humph! They think a I do damn your reputation" - - - Qulnby started, glared. ' HI tongue fumbled vainly tor worde to answer this astounding lese-majesty, he took a step toward Henley, menacingly. "Humph!"- Henley grunted again. "You can ave your wind. I'm not afraid of you Just now. And I won't let this tompauy be crippled by giv ing In to the union. The men who aaw you wont permit It either without punishing." "I suppose you think tbey can keep you In this company, too?" . "No," Henley answered ateadlly. "Between you and me tbey -won't in terfere. But between you and them between your expenslvs reputation snd their Interest they will Interfere. The labor unions are your common enemy. Then If you let them get a foothold here, you may aa well lie down and die. For there isn't a spot on earth where the truth about Qulnby" hatred gave savagery to the threat "tbe pious fraud, the hounder of women, tbe traitor In business dealings, wont reach." Qulnby'a glare had no power now, as at another time, to subdue Henley. He sank Into a chair, stretching out his hands to Mark in a helpless ges ture. "Cant you say something?" "If you aren't a coward and a fraud," Mark answered with undisguised dis gust "you'll know whs' to say. If you are" He concluded with a shrug. It waa an intolerable moment for Qulnby. He rose, made a pitiable ef fort to gather the tatters of bla van ity around his naked cowardice. "I leave you In charge. I go to New York tonight An expedition starts for Tibet tomorrow. I shall Join It." He stalked stiffly to the door.. There he stopped for a second, looking back with eyes that were not good to aee. Henley turned to Mark. "Aa for you," be began sternly, "I've let you play your game, because you could do no harm. But now, having learned that you can't pin faith even to the vanity of a coward " ; Mark met his gase quietly. "I have learned more than that. But at least. the feet were of Iron, after all" Tbe next day tbe failure of negotia tions waa announced. On the next the strike was ordered. Henley waa ready.' On the morn ing of the third day detached squada of strangers appeared In tbe vicinity of the mllla, trying to saunter along with the air of casual ease. Tbey were Henley's strike breakers, , gathered from many cities. . And the strikers were ready, though few of them wot of preparation. The first squad slipped unnoticed Into the mills, and a second. Then along the mile or mora of street an electric word passed from watching crowd to crowd: "Henley' strike breakers!" The third squad reached the refuge of tbe mills only by a sud den overbearing dash. The fourth found Its way blocked and Itself preased back by a surging cursing mob. The remaining strike breakers rallied to thla point and In a body tried by brute force to drive a lane through the resisting pack of men and women. But the mob grew faster, gath ered around the Invaders, roughly Jostling them and shrieking taunts and blasphemies. Blows were struck, mis siles hurled. Then above the clamor a shot was heard. A cry. "A woman Is killed!" an swered by a hoarse frensled bellow. Many weapons flashed from pockets where tbey had lain hidden. Other shots were heard, fired polntblank at living target. The melee became a battle. When it was over, the strike breakers had Bed and two score and more lay dead on the streets. Through the labyrinth of silent machinery and chilling furnaces a mob that panted with the thirst for blood bunted out and abot down those of Henley men who had reached the mills. . . . Mad? Mad a though a bastile waited to be taken.' -. Two days the terror lasted. The mllla Bacred property! were wrecked. Timid posses were driven back.. C raxed orators harangued the mob and took for ironic text "the Siamese twin of production." ; - , Then - with measured tread 'and glea-ning bayonets came the force of tbe law, and peace the peace of the atrong hovered once more over Quln by'a mills.' .: ..,. "-' CHAPTER XXIV. The Pressure of Truth. The strike was broken. Engines crunched and furnaces glowed again. Tbe men, starred out had crept back to the mill gates, "begging (or. work.. The troops marched away and the union, at leaat In Qulnby' mllla, never raised it head again. , But at what a cost! Jeremiah Qulnby - returned not Men tletensd to His Persua-alone. however, with a blare of trumpets. In fact, he came almost secretly, though not wholly out of modesty; no re porter so bold or so shrewd a to win to hia well-guarded presence. The cynical public had lately become deeply Interested lu tbe Siamese twlna of production and upon the devoted bead of their author had heaped Its cruel satire. But Qulnby' return was not with out lw objects. One of them waa to unseat the arrogant Henley, and to this Qulnby, without concealment or delay, bent his energies. In the other, which seems to prove that In matters of sex are neither prince, priest nor peaaant, but only man and woman, more finesse was employed. Only one person hsd an Inkling of this project and she kept well the secret There was heard a merry cracking of wbipa. One by one Qulnby won the minor stockholders over to his primary object and approached the point where he could deal the blow Henley grimly waited. Mark waa not approached on the matter, for the suf ficient reason tbat be, too, had been singled out for vengeance. "Qulnby Is back," he told Kail once. There was a perceptible pause be fore she answered. "Yes. He visited tbe hospital the other day." "Keeping his hand In, I suppose," he said lightly. "Unhappily, Qulnby Is cut off from public philanthropic ex ercises until the present cloud passes." She achieved a smile. "But humanity's loss Isn't our gain," Mark grinned wryly, "He's getting ready to eliminate Henley and me from tbe company." "Oh, that's too bad. Will It make you poor?" "No. But It will leave me consid erably leaa rich than I'd like to be." "I thought you didn't care for money?" "No man cares so little for It tbat he's willing to lose It. And I'll need every dollar I have." She gueased what he had In mind. "You say you will need It?" "For my happy city." He laughed, then grew serious. "Kaila, I'm going to build It At least, I'm going to start It" "Ah!" She turned away with a sharp Intake of breath. "It It would be something worth while." For an hour, unconscious of cruelty, he discoursed of his plans, eagerly and eloqueptly. Hia eloquence waa not la vain. She listened without comment but a he. talked the picture he aaw grew before her, convincing, real the happy city rising In the beautiful val ley, a place where men tolled and were not consumed, found refuge from wear iness not In vice, but In clean con tented homes and wholesome sports. gave of their best to the labor because of Its earnings tbey had a Just share, living hopefully. . . . She measured It by the life of the steel maker as she bad aeen it, and him by the quality of hie dream. "Do you aee It?" "I aee It." "One of the things I've learned la to understand men of wealth. Their cruel ties are the cruelties of cowardice the fear of those who have that those who have not will force a distribution of the spoils. They're afraid of any thing new or different Therefore they will fight me aa only cowards can un til they're convinced even humanity can pay dividends. Thst" he frowned, "Is where Qulnby will pinch me. Every dollar he takes from me will lessen my chances of pulling through the first fight" "Can't you atop him I" "Aa easy stop a mad snake. Qulnby has much to take out on Henley and nie. And we're helpless." "Perhaps a way out will be found." The flat lifeless voice, so unlike hers, recalled him to her. "Are you dlsguBted?" he exclaimed remorsefully. "Here I've been clack ing away like Qulnby himself, never noticing how tired you are. Let me take you back to tbe hospital." "No. I arranged to stay here over night to begin packing my things up." "But your lease " "Even leases," she answered quietly, "don't always run -their full course. The agent haa a tenant who wants this apartment and I promised to move out next week." "Kaila!" He found himself flush ing. Only by a strong effort could he make Us eyes meet her. "That mean you think I'm forgetting you In my new plana." ' "I think," she anawered, "only that you're a man and tbat love, especially such love aa ours, Isn't enough." -; He looked at her In silence for a mo ment "Kasla," be began very gently, "I could He to you, but there muat be no Ilea between us. Love Isn't enough even such love as our. A man muat do bla work. It's tbe , Inescapable law. But that doesn't mean that love that you won't alwaya have a big place with me, a place all your own." He drew her closer, so that her bead rested on his shoulder, and smoothed the thick dark hair. "It never occurred to me you wouldnt be aa Interested as I In my pluns. You've given me so much, you've seemed eo much a part of what I'm to do I've thought of It as our wort " A band stolo over hi mouth. She raised her head, and she waa smiling. "Don't! You make me ashamed. ... And now you must go." "Cant I stay to help you?" : : " "A man pack!" she laughed gaily. "A man," he sighed, trying to be Jo cose, "haa so many limitations. But It's all right Kariar . . "It's all right" . But when he waa gone the gay man ner vanished. The atrong figure drooped wearily. She fell to her knee beside a chair, burying her face In her "What doe he know of love? - The next evening, returning to hi hotel for a late dinner, Mark found a memorandum to call ap the Todd hos pital. From the bcy1ta! he received word that Mia. Wliltlug had gone to Rose alley aud asked him to follow ber. ; Some, one vas dying. He did not wait for dinner, hut bailing a cab, set out on another Journey to Rose alley. He stumbled hastily up the gloomy staircase to Roman's door and rapped lightly. It was opened by an unkempt foreign woman, doubtless a neighbor, and he entered. Save for her the kitchen was empty. But by the light of a smoky lamp that stood on the table near an Inner door, he saw a group dimly outlined. On a narrow bed lay a huge dropsical figure, seem ing to Mark already dead. The Matka, more faded than ever, sat at the dy ing man'a aide, motionless as he, her gase fixed rigidly upon him. "Thank you for coming," Kasla aald. "I'm glad you aent for me. I there anything I can do?" "Yes, get Plotr. He went away earty thla morning and doesn't know, ft . was very sudden. You'll probably find him at" She named a corner a mile or more distant. "He makea speeches ' there every evening." The cab came to a halt at a corner where many people passed. A small changing crowd had gathered around a man who from bla soap box ha rangued them. He preached a goapel that, beginning with a germ of love, had grown In him into a creed of hate. It waa a rambling Incoherent ha rangue, full of bitter denunciation and vague generalities that never came to a point tbe grotesque but pitiful out- pouring of a feeble mind obsessed by a sense of Injury real or fancied and cracking under the effort to Inoculate others with Its venom. Mark listened a moment "The man must be mad," he thought pitifully. Plotr In hie rambllnga came to the late strike. He began a roll call of the masters of the Qulnby company Qulnby hlmsel, Henley, Hlgsbee, Hare 'And Truitt!" The hoarse voice be came, If that were possible, even mora bitter. He fairly writhed as he shrieked out bis charges. "Truitt the wffe- beaterl Tbe rounder! With bks women!" For several minutes ho -. raved on, regaling hla audience with . an array of disgusting but apocryphal details of Trultt's life that to hla dis eased fancy must have become proved facts. -. 'Go tell him to come here," Mark ordered the cabman. "Tell blm hla father la dying." Aw, hell!" growled a big Irishman In the crowd, audible even to tbe cab. "Shut up! Trultt's th' only wan av th" lot wld bowlls f him." Fool fool ! " Plotr ehook clenched flats at the Irishman. "Are you taken in because he tried to stop the strike? Who was be working for then, you or Qulnby? Where waa he when Hen ley's strike breakers came to ateal ' your Jobs and shoot down your women? Where was bla money when your children were starving for bread? Where" But the cabman had reached him with Mark's message. For a moment Plotr stared stupidly, trying to take In Its meaning. Then be uttered a wild piercing cry. Dylngl" He leaned toward th crowd, hands and face twitching la his frensy. "My father'a dying, but ha can wait while I tell you about thla Truitt When he waa starting out he came to our house, because my father took pity on him. My father loved blm, better than be did hi own son. He watched over him, cared for him, taught him all he knew of bla trade. Then the old man broke. H wouldn't have been old anywhere elae, but he had burned himself up trying " to make Qulnby'a furnace hell pay. They threw blm out of course and Truitt took his Job. Truitt partner of Qulnby! The old man'a heart broke. Then his mind gave way. And now he's dying do you know where? In Rose alley!" The crowd had become very atllL To them, too, the tragedy that tor tured the madman was clear; Infinite repetition could not take away Its bit terness. -.- -r- "And that lent all." The emotional ' delirium reached Its climax. "In that houee waa a girl Just an Ignorant Hunky girl but the kind men love. And Truitt made love to her. But when he left us, he left her, too another broken heart! To forget him aha mar ried a worthless rummy she had to leave. Then aha went out Into the city to make her own living you know the light and the price women must pay or go down. And she the . girl be wouldnt take up with blm she paid " Bewilderment choked back the stream of worda. For a man whose pallor waa not-due to the garish are lamp had leaped from the cab and -waa elbowing a way awlftly toward him. Tbe crowd fell back to let the man through, then preased closer. Only Plotr and the Irishman recog nized blm. Mark caught Plotr by the arm and Jerked him roughly from the box. ' The Irishman's heavy hand fell on Mark's shoulder. "Let be, sor." Then be fell back before tbe livid counte nance Mark turned on him. "Keep out I'll do htm no barm. I'm only taking him to his father, where bis place 18 Instead of here black guarding women be isn't, fit to touch." Plotr Jerked his arm free. "I wont go with you!" - But tbe Irishman-caught him. "YeH go aa Ml8ther Truitt telle yea. I'm thlnkln' he'e Juat loony, sor." . (TO BE CONTINUED.) , r i.;' One Line of Credit. ' "So your grocer refuse to give yon credit for another thing". "Not exactly; he says he'll give dm credit for any cash i par en aaooani,". Boston Transcript :
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