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TUB GASTOXM GAZETTE. FKlDAV, JANUARY 11, 1010. The FOURTH ESTATE Novelized by Frederick R. Toombs From the Great Play of the Same Name by Joseph Medill Patter son and Harriet Ford. Ceprrlfht. 1009. by Jowph MdiU Patterson and Harriet ford. SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I. Judith Bartelmy society woman, goes to the office of the Daily Advance to protest against a story which had severely criticised her father, a judge of the United States court. She discovers that the author of the article was Wheeler Brand, a brilliant young writer whom she had promised to marry, He refuses to cease attacking her father. II Judith discards her en gagement ring. Dupuy, a lawyer, representing big advertisers, calls and demands Brand's discbarge, as his clients are friends of Judge Bar telmy. CHAPTER III. UE managing editor again be gan to weigh just what signif icance tbe deniaud of Dupuy bad. He directed his glance at him fixedly, and a long pause en sued after tbe lawyer lobbyist's abrupt demand that Wbeeler Brand be dis charged from tbe Advance. New Retail Firm. The Clinton Grocery & Seed Co. is the name of a new retail firm which is preparing to begin business at once in the Grier building on South street, opposite the city hall, In the store room vacated by the Johnston Automobile Company which has moved to the building on Main avenue recently vacated by the Albion Grocery Company. The firm Is composed of Mr. T. L. Clinton and Mr. E. N. Llneberger, both long residents of Gaston ia. Mr. Lineber- ger has been engaged in the retail merchandise business in Gastonia most of the time for the past twenty years or more. Officers Elected. At the regular meeting of the Gastonia Chapter, United Daugh ters of the Confederacy, held Wed nesday, the following officers were elected for 1910: Honorary Presi dent, Mrs. Thomas Lee Craig; Pres ident, Mrs. D. A. Garrison; 1st Vice President, Miss Lowry Shuford; nd Vice-President, Mrs. H. B. Moore; Recording Secretary, Mrs. W. Y. Warren; Corresponding Secre tary, Mrs, W, C, Dgyis; Treasurer, Mrs. John C. Moore: Registrar, Mrs. P- ? Jne j Chaplafp, Mrs, D. R. La FW; Custodian, Mrs. H. f. Ed dleman. It was also decided at this meeting to invite the veterans of the county to meet at the opera house fid Usual on Wednesday, January lth, for a celebration of Lee's birthday. There will be ft program of speaking and music and a light luncheon will be served to the vet erans. It is hoped that there will be a large attendance of veterans from all parts of the county. Retrenchment. Exchange. "Times are hard, money is scarce, business is dull, retrenchment is du ty, please stop my whiskey? Oh, no, times are not hard enough for that. But there is something else that costs me a large amount every year which I wish to have. Please stop my ribbons, jewelry, orna ments and trinkets? No, no, not those, but I must retrench some where. Please stop my tobacco, snuff, cigars? No, not these at all, but I believe I ran see a way to ef fect quite a saving in another direc tion. Please stop my tea. coffee and unhealthy luxuries? No. no, not these. I must think of some thing else. Ah! I have it now. My paper costs a dollar a year. Please Stop my paper, that will carry me through the panic easily. I believe in retrenchment and economy, es pecially In brains." Many "Last Survivors." Lincoln County Times. 11th. It is announced from Winston that Sir. D. A. Kanipe, of the reve nue service, with headquarters at Winston just now.is the sole survivor of the Custer Indian massacre. The Times remembers of half a dozen 'last survivors" of this massacre who have died within the past ten years. As there were only three to Start on, and as there seems from this Item to still! be one alive, we are Inclined to think that they must each have had nine lives. Danny , returned Mrlleory's sure. and ale dlcerulug eye and brain en a bled blm o read lb working" of Mr Henry's rolud. lie felt Instinctively aa be flit red at Mclleury that He bad tbe managing editor "wo tbe run. During tn period of the luaurauce company's ownership there bad been no doubt tbat tbe decision of tbe man aging editor of tbe Advance would have been in favor of Dupuy aud bla demand for tbe discharge of Wbeeler Brand. And tbe lawyer, like Mclleury. knew nothing of Ibe new owuer that would change tbe attitude of tbe pa per. Dupuy whs right In bis estimate of McHenry s weakness. Tbe lawyer lob byist was piny lug In rare fortune. In deed, to discover lu bw oppouent a mau who dared uot stand for the tight. He well knew I bm be would not Hi ul tbe Maine sort of mau in a position of Importance in uiuuy otber newspaper of tbe land. Well, too, did he know "the power of the press throughout all America, for be had leu rued at bitter cost that It wax the foe of all tbe Ed Dupuya aud all those that employed tbem to serve their ends. Finally Me Henry spoke In answer to Dupuy 'a deniaud. Let us give Brand one more chance!" protested Mciienry. "I'll put blm on baseball or water frout. Come, now." I will be candid with you. 1 was Instructed to make au example of somebody for this morning's story. Perhaps, though, a good baullng over might do for tbls time. Cull blm in now.. It s bis last chance. A boy entered. . "Ask Mr. Brand to step In." "I'd rather take a licking than do this." protested Mclleury. Dupuy was unsympathetic. "Well, he's only got himself to thank!" be suorted. Wbi-eler Brand came in. "Mr. Braud." began the managing editor, "there is a kick being made on tbe Bart el my story of tbls morning." Yes. sir; 1 suppose so." Brand looked tip aud saw Dupuy. aud the reporter's face showed tbat be understood. I forward tbe kick to you, indorsing it O. K.." said McHenry. "In other words, the kick goes." "Why. wbat"- "This is a practical world." inter posed Dupuy. Brand grew bitter, for well he knew the practices of Dupuy. 'Oh. yes; I know the patter a world of live and let live. We must be very areful before imputing motives, eh. air. uupuy .' uoes not tne gooa dook Bay, 'Let blm that is without sin among you cast the first stone at united States Judges.' " Wheeler, Wbeeler," cried McHenry, we only ask you in to talk it over calmly!" "That man has hit me In the dark before." exclaimed Brand. "Tbls Is tbe first time tbat be bus come Into tbe light" "1 desire to say that my clients." put In Dupuy, "like a great many otber of the ah subscribers to this paper, were disappointed at what they con ceived to be an unwarrantable attack full of insinuations about one of tbe most distinguished members of tbe United States bench, and they wish merely as readers of the paper to ex press tbe bope that nothing of tbe sort will occur agti lu. lu which case they are willing to overtook this morning's article -'entirely to. lu fact, regard It merely as a mistake, a mistake made without malice." "You menu 1 am to have another chance to bold my Job If I'll be good from now otiV" asked Brand. Dupuy ouce more became complacent. "Such) believe, Is Mr. Mctlenry's decision," he aubolihcpd calmly. "You rprtainly have your gall, Dn puy," cried Brand in menacing tones, "tD Ihluk you can muzzle me for $40 a week. I've paid more than that for the privilege of fighting you." The lawyer turned quickly to the managing editor. "You better let him go. Mciienry," he suggested. "He's a crank." Wbeeler Brand was amazed at the way In which Mclleury allowed Du puy to influence him. "Does he give you orders?" he asked meaningly of the managing editor. "Yes. my boy; he does, aud I accept your resignation." The reporter was by no means daunted by his discharge. "I'm sorry for you." he cried. Inclin ing toward McHenry. Dupuy laughed significantly. "Reserve your sympathy for your self, young man." he advised the youug newspaper writer. "Reserve your sympathy for Bar telmy; he'll need it before long," was his cutting retort. "Oh! Is that so?" sneered Dupuy. "Go west and grow up with the conn.;! try. for if you hang n round here to hurt Bartelmy don't forget thst criml. nal libel Is punishable with arrest."," "Sorry, old man. spoke McHenry., kindly. "If I didn't have a family I'd co west with vou." ft "If It wasn't for men having fam lies." put In Dupny philosophically, "there'd be a revolution." Brand straightened up and. with a contemptuous expression on his face, started toward the door. "You've ot more heart than senRp, Mclleury." was the parting shot which he hurled at the managing edi tor. "Pretty tongh on a reporter to fire him for scooping the town on a big story." said the managing etlitor, "Ob. pshaw! granted Dupuy. A boy entered with a card. Dupny crossed to a chair and picked op bis overcoat. "Mr. Nolan Dupay pet bis overcoat back on tbe Chair. II U luck waa atlll holding good, be congratulated himself. Here was a chance to make tbe acquaintance of the new owner of Ibe Indueutlnl Ad ranee, an opportunity to pave tbe way possibly to secure future favors from blm for but clients when emer gencies arose. Needless to say. emer gencies frequently arose to disturb tbe peace of wind of the varieties of people who sought tbe versatile aid of Mr. Ed Dupny. U turned to face Mciienry and said; "Oh. the new owner! I'd like to meet him. If you don't object III wait." Dupuy seated himself at the extreme left band corner of tbe office close to tbe rack containing diet of tbe dully paper. He took down n tile and began O read. Mciienry. laugh ing at tbe patent anxlousness of tbe lawyer to meet Nolun. put on bU coat. A heavy step wait beard, and the bulkv form of the new owner of the Advance stood before tbe managing editor. I am Mr. McHenry." explained tbe latter. "I am Mike Nolan." the newcomer remarked bluntly. At the sound of the big man's big voice Dupuy. whom Nolan bad uot noticed In the corner, stirred and turn ed bis bead to gain a better view of him. There was something familiar In the ring of that voice. There was something familiar in the features snd the Hse of Mr. Mike Nolan. Sure ly be bad met blm somewhere. He pondered and pondered and finally gave up the problem In disgust. This Is a nice looking place you've got here," be remarked to McHenry. "Tbat you've got. sir." A feminine voice from the outer hallway was beard to exclaim breath lessly. "1 refuse to climb auotber step. McHenry turned Inquiringly, where upon Nolnu explained: "My family's just outside. 1 wanted tbem to see "Ob, yes: What I want lo set Is tbe reporters reporting., i. VYben Mrs. Nolan, Phyllis and Hyl vester. bad departed in Ibe wake, of tbe boy wbo had suawered Mctteury's ring. Dupuy rose and mad, a aiguai ui McUeury behind Noian'a back tbat he wanted to meet the owner. The manag ing ! editor beck oned blm over,' -Mr. '.Nolan," be said. Incliulng to ward tbe 'propri etor of tbe Ad vance, "this is Mr. Dupuy." , Dupuy bowed, again trying to fix In hU mind tbe occasion on which, somehow, somewhere In bis busy past be bad met Michael Nolan. He ex tended bis band, saying. "1 am glad to meet vou. Mr. Nolan." Tbe newswper ' " ui mm publisher pierced r" w" Dupuy with a glance which, to say the least, was searching. He crouched toward blm and compressed bis brows aa though to render bis sight morn certain, more peuetratlng. He bad half extended his own baud to grasp Dupny's. Sudden ly, wltb a hulf smothered oath, be drew It violently back. " "My God." be exclaimed. "It Is Ed Dupuy!" He continued to stare at tbe lawyer. After a moment a faint smile appeared. "Ed Dupuy, that's fuuu.v." be cou tlnued -"that's awful tunny. Well, don't It beat all? Don't you remember me. Ed?" Dupuy conldn't place him as yet. "Wby-ah. Mr. Nolan! Ves. It must have been. Let's see. Wasn't It Monte Carlo two winters ago?" be ventured. CUAlTfc.lt IV. TIE . declaration of tbe new owner of tbe Advance tbat be waa no hum a personage than the blacklist victim of years back created tbe eeuatlou, tbat would a cannon shot In the dreamy solitude of tbe sylvan dells of Atvudy. Dupuy fell back as though struck by; I violent blow. And. Indeed, be and bis luteresta would have every reason .to believe, be now knew hill well, tbat they bad in all truth a new euemy to combat, so enemy ; tbat would cost tbem dearly if be were to be van oulsbed. ' V.r-'v '."'?'''? ; "You-you are Jerry Dolan, and yon own tbe Advance!, tbe lawyer cried chokingly, "What are we coming to next?" be finally managed to say after a desperate effort to calm blmself. Jerry Nolan, for none otber tban tbe old time strike lender. It waa. eurtched by bis mining operations tn tbe rock ribbed Nevada bills, thrilled with tbe realization tbat be waa uow tn a post, tlon to strike terror luto the hearts aud souls of those wbo bad attempted to destroy blm aud bla loved oues. Ht knew tbat be bad In bis power the men wbo bad almost succeeded tn their designs against blm twelve years be fore. "' C. McHenry, at first even more puzzled tban Dupny and wbo was bending for ward, with an expression of deepest Interest and concern implanted on bis features, began to understand tbe sit nation more clearly wbeu be beard bla vatlon In tbe Nevada mining camps and desolate gold ' regions, that mark ed Nolan's visage. , . ' "You see. I'm stronger than you now Ed Dupuy. Just as you was stronger than me twelve years sgo you and Bartelmy between you.", A great sign escaiied blm as be tlnlaned. . -. i Dupuy, uow having freed his band. ruooeu it smartly wltb the other , to f restore tbe circulation to tbe flattened vein. -He wheeled away to pick up bis overcoat ) . . , V Nolan now addressed McHenry, who sad seated blmself at bis desk. .'-' "You're, tbe mauuglug edltorT - 'Yes, sir." . , , -Well, I Just want to tell you that, that waa a true article you bad about that old hypocrite. Judge Bartelmy, this morning." be ataied to McHenry, "Hare another tomorrow and strong er." Another Idea came to blm,: and be added. "Who was It got up tbut one today f J ; , . .,. Dupuy felt tbat be mast come to Me Henry's rescue.":' -:' , . " ' "A young man who has since resign- . d." be Interjected for tbe managing editor." Both McHenry and Dupuy ' were growing nneaay at the trend of. Nolan's thoughts and" words.. . A glimpse Into tbe crsulums of them ' both at this moment would bare re Tea led the same thought to be pre dominating: "Wbat la he driving atr Nolan appeared distinctly surprised at two things-first, that the writer of s the story had resigned; second, that, ' "YES; IT WAS TBE STREET CAR STRIKE, AND TOO AND JUDGE BARTELMY SENT JERRY D0L4.N TO JAIL." sir." the lad announced. wltb an amusing grimace. "He's the new boss, aud he's pt . a couple o" mitts on iui like Jim Jeffries. Gee. but I'll bet Nolan Is there with lb wallop, all right." me take possession." His voice was tinged with pride. He stepped to the door. "Come in. mother." he called gayly. Mrs. Nolau, a tall, well pro portioned brunette, attired in tbe cost liest of Imported garments, entered the managing editor's office with a pronounced nourish, followed by the two Nolau children, Sylvester and Phyllis the son about twenty-two years old and the daughter probably a year or two younger. "Oh, mercy, them stairs!" exclaimed the mother, endeavoring to catch her breath. No lan presented his wife aud son to Mc Henry. Mrs. Nolan called to Phyllis to draw near. "This Is my daughter. Phyllis." she said. "She went to Bryn Mawr." Phyllis and the managing ed itor exchanged greetings. "My son. Sylvester," went on the mother proud ly, "went to Harvard." "Oh. you're a Harvard man!" spoke Mclleury to Sylvester. "What class?" The son. togged lu the latest fresb muh effects in the line of sporty clothes and drawing on an unlighted cigarette, replied. "I'JOO, 1010. 1011." Mrs. Nolan pointed ut a pile of pa pers lying' on a small desk. "I don't see how you ever get time to read 'em all." she addressed Mciienry. "Oh. I rend fifty or sixty a day. We've got to know what the otber fel low's are doing." "That's Just like me." she responded smoothly. "I always like to know what everybody else Is doing, too." she went on. "1 think what Journalism needs Is a soft feminine, refining Influ ence, it seems you don't publish any thing now but crime, divorces and peo ple's troubles." She laughed. "Oh. you wouldn't want -to read ev ery day that Mr. aud Mrs. James Jones were living happily together. Yon're only Interested when they're unhappy." ,, ,. "SilU I'd like to read once In awhile that somebody else was happy, at least for a little while." . - It was Mcllenry's turn to laugh. , "Would , you like to look over the plant, Mrs. Nolan?" be asked.. . "No. Ed. no; it wasn't Monte Carle two winters ago. it was here in this town twelve summers ago. Remember' now?" "Twelve summers ago twelve sum mers ago?" Dupuy reflected. "The street car strike," reminded Nolun. "Oh, yes, the street car strike!" add ed Dupuy. Now he began to. remem ber. He began to remember the part he, as the Consolidated Traction com pany's counsel, played lu that war between capital and labor, and some where in it all he realized that a face something like the one before blm had come to his knowledge; also the name "Nolan'' had a familiar ring.' "Nolan. Nolan!" he repeated 'to himself. No. it was "Dolan." be reassured himself; that bad been the name of the man he had crushed and driven from the kin of men. Yes, that was It. "Do lan," and that man waa a broken down aud outer when Dupuy last beard of him. Nolan saw that Dupuy was non plused., a n d be luugbed as be said: "Yes. it was the street car strike, ; aud you and JJdge Bar telmy between yoa sent Jerry Dolan to Jail for contempt, arid that broke tbe strike after it'd been won." ' , "lie was a dan gerous . agitator. Jerry Jtolan, the ngU "as Dolan." tro- totor. nounced Dupuy. r directing an In terested glance at thenew owner. Nolan drew a deep breath and," clinching his fists at his sides, repllel to bis arch foe of twelve years before: "He'll be a more dangerous agitator from now on. I'm Jerrg DotonH "I'M JERRY D0LAN-BACK TOWN TO HAY MY RESPECTS TO Mr FRIENDS AND-MY ENEMIES," new employer say in a voice that pul sated with determination: "Yes. Ed Dupuy. I am Jerry Dolan. and I am back In tbe old town to pay my respects to my friends and and" his voice shook ' to my enemies." Tbe whole truth now dawned upon tbe amazed McHenry and also upon Dupuy, who had been dealing with men long enough to know that bis only successful pose at the present momentous time would be a concilia tory one. He must at all hazards smooth over this dangerous factor in the city's affairs, the returned Jerry Dolan, and persuade him that be was now his frieud. "Well, well," Dupuy began Ingrati atingly, simulating a sickly smile. "this Is a most interesting meeting- most Interesting, indeed." He laughed as loudly as the nervously contracting muscles of bis throat would permit "But It Is time now to let bygones be bygones, eh. Mr. er ah"- He again thrust forward the hand that the newspaper proprietor had refused to grasp. "Nolan," answered the newcomer In his deep, strong voice. "N-o-I-a-n, with an 'N and not a 'D' on the front end of It. That's my name now. I baa to change it" He stopped abruptly and again directed his dark eyes menac ingly on tbe face of the man opposite him. After a few moments he contin ued: "You see, Ed Dupuy, I was blacklisted as Dolan. Likely you'll remember that too." .. ; " Nolan reached out and, seizing Du puy's hand, held it firmly. McHenry, .at one side, witnessed with a distinct shock what he understood as Nolan's sudden resolve to. as Dnpuy had sug gested, let "bygones be bygones." else why should be shake hands with the man? Dupuy also felt a thrill of pleas ure, even of triumph, as the one time chairman of the Street Railway Work ers union warmly shook his band, i Dnpuy sullied and. bowing pleasantly, essayed to withdraw his hand from Nolan's grip and step away. But his smile turned to a wrinkled contraction of his 4 facial muscles, , Indicating acntest pain. The giant hat d of the ex-strlker. ex-miner, was closing with trashing force around the lawyer lob byist's fingers, and knuckles. It did not cease to crush. , try as Dupuy. might to wrest, his hand free.; At the "moment when be felt that he must scream In his. pain or else crlnglngiy plead for mercy Nolan's grip partially relaxed, and be swung Dnpuy to one side. A grim smile mftde Its way Into, the furrows, won by suffering and prl- Dupuy should be so familiar with tbe mutter.' He took a step toward the latter. s "Resigned?" he asked In reverberat ing tones. "How do you know?" Be fore Dupuy could answer Nolan wheel ed on McHenry. "Is It so. wbut pnpuy says?" be asked of tbe managing ed itor. "Yes, sir." "What's his name?" , "Wheeler Brand." "What did he resign for?" "Some of the big advertisers forced' him to." admitted McHenry calmly. A look of understanding bitted across Nolan's face. He shifted bis glance from McHenry to Dupuy. Then, wltb a significant smile, he said! "I see you are still on tbe Job, Ed Dupuy." , . '". "Weil, It's business" began tbe lob- bylst defiantly. But Nolan would not listen to him. Thoughts vastly more ; Important1 tban conjecture as to Du puy'a motives now crowded bis brain. "Where Is Brand now?" be asked steruly of McUeury. ' "1 think be is tn tbe local room now. , sir." pointing to tbe door at his left - Tbe new proprietor strode Impulsive ly to the doorway: and called at the" top pitch of bis powerful voice: -"Wheeler Brand! Wheeler Brand," As be bad hurried from tbe manag- ' lng editor's room after bis dismissal from the Advance Wbeeler Brand " struggled valiantly against a wave of discouragement tbat assailed him and for a moment or two threatened to overwhelm. ."Discharged for beating the town on tbe story of the year." be muttered. "Well. 1'IP try to get on across ' the street"'", be concluded, "across the street" meaning tbe Guard ian. the bitter rival of . the Advance. He went to one of tbe long oak tables In the city room, where be . seated himself nest to - Higglns. the ' leading police reporter of tbe paper, and be gan nervously to finish tbe story of a" new' bank" merger on which be bad been working when summoned by. Me-: Henry. When he finished be laid the pages of copy on the city editor desk. He dragged a chair to a window, sat down and gazed -moodily down at the Crowds of people hurrying alon the , street below. . ' ' j It was not bis dismissal from the, staff which chiefly concerned blm. De was certain of obtaining another posl- . tlon. In fact bla reputation along Newspaper , row was auch, and be felt Justifiable pride "at tbe thought that be would be at work wltbln twen : (Continued on page six.;
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