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erently ascribed their authorship to the inspi- power and influence for Berna; the circulation ration of Aleck. It was true, at all events, that of the “Telepheme” increased, and the town he never seemed so near to her as when she itself began to grow again after a long season was penning them; and if for no other reason of depression. Berna allowed herself to ascribe than this, the conduct of the “Telepheme” both growths in part to her own exertions, and would have given her great happiness. Her looked on the newcomers (for Aleck) with a glib denunciations of Topaz, her ready magni- double air of proprietorship, as “Telepheme” fications of Rustler, her solid reasoning about population and as “ Telepheme" subscribers. the advantages which the Three C's would en- She instituted a quiet monthly census of her joy if it should finally come where the “ Tele- own, publishing the results when favorable, and pheme " was edited, had a man's cogency and this became one of the most popular features fire; the thin substance of her cleverness of the paper in Rustler, being the better liked seemed penetrated as she wrote on the theme when it began to excite the uneasy derision of the railroad by a kind of trance horse-sense. of Topaz. The truth was that the mines of On the streets of Rustler these editorials were Ticknor's Mountain and Big Chief, always sometimes called “corkers” and sometimes fairly well-to-do, were now making large ship"bowlers"; but this did not represent a di- ments of high-grade ore, and as the “ Televided mind. They were, in a way, more effec- pheme" never concealed anything of this sort, tive than any similar work by a man would a certain tendency of the floating population have been, for no man could have been so im- of surrounding towns toward Rustler began to pudent or so ferocious. The seal of their suc- be observable. cess was at length set upon them when the Rignold, though he could not share his ediother papers of the State began copying them. tor's confidence in the continuance of these Berna of course copied back their praise into good times for the town and the paper, made the " Telepheme," and the town simply licked them as good for himself as he knew how by its chops. To have given the quarrel between seeing a great deal of Berna. He helped and Rustler and Topaz the dignity of a State fight, served her about the paper with untiring enat which the whole population of Colorado ergy and simple patience, and she recognized might be fancied to be looking on, was a ser- his goodness with gratitude; but he knew that vice for which it was felt Berna deserved well she conceived of it all as done for Aleck, in the (if everybody could know the real merits of the same way that she did it all for Aleck, and he case, no one could doubt which way the rail- knew that she was grateful on Aleck's behalf. road would go); and she began at once to The situation offered so little satisfaction to retrieve some of her lost popularity.
him that he found it hard to be sorry in the When, therefore, beginning at the end of a first moments when the change came. But, in few months to sit up a little every day, though fact, he was sorry, and if not for the change, still not strong enough to go out, she broached then for her. the plan of reorganizing her old “Culture The current which had turned in her favor Club,” she met with such a response from the gave signs for a month of turning the other ladies as she had not dared expect.
way before it finally did turn; but when the The club had gained but a mild success be- change came it fell upon her with the suddenfore the illness of its founder, for the subjects ness of a thing unexpected and unimagined. were felt by the ladies to be rather stiff; but even Her first word of it reached her one evening the new members now took kindly to the young as she sat by her lamp thinking out the edieditor's proposal of papers on “The Heroines torial for the next week's issue, while she rocked of George Eliot,” and “ England's Early to and fro in her spacious rocker, walled in by Mythic History,” and to a suggested conver- her mother with pillows, and ran through her sation, to be led by Berna, on “The Relation State exchanges. of Men and Women in Homer.” Perhaps, however, Berna's announcement of a kind of It is rumored that Rustler is to have a new learned game to be played at their meetings paper. They are getting tired, it seems, of havin oti-weeks, in the evenings, when the men ing the town represented by a woman. came late for oysters, proved more distinctly popular. Rignold, observing these things, and Her eye fell upon this item in one of the looking on the success of the club as a sign, papers which two months before had copied began to hope that, in spite of a mad system extracts from her railroad editorials with apof expenditure, the paper might pull through proval. without borrowing capital beyond the two Rignold, looking in a quarter of an hour thousand dollars obtained from the sale of the later for his customary weekly chat with her * Lady Berna."
about the contents of the next issue, found These were happy days of prosperity and her still staring dumbly at the newspaper. She
looked up at him with blind eyes. Then in a “Oh, what do I care how much better or moment she asked :
worse it is ? They won't let me do Aleck's Did you know about this ?”
work." "What?" pretended Rignold.
“They can't stop it." She tapped the paper decisively with her “They don't want it. It 's the same thing. foretinger, without speaking, while she gazed I've offered the town my life, I've offered them at him in silence.
all my love and all my service, and they ”. Yes."
her lip trembled —" they don't want it. It is " Why did n't you tell me ? "
not for myself I 'm hurt; it 's the rejection of "I did n't see what good it could do." Aleck through me. They don't want him either. * You would have told Aleck ?"
He's done all he could for them, and they 're "That 's so."
done with him. He brought them to a place " Then why not me ? "
where they could get along without him; and " Why, it's altogether different, Berna.” now I 've brought them a little farther, and " Dillerent? Sit down. How different ? ” they can do without me. O Ben!”
Every way. I did n't want to hurt your She gave a little gasp and gulp, and suddenly feelings,"
buried her face. * You mean I was a woman. That 's true. Rignold leaned forward from his chair and But I have n't any less at stake on that ac- laid a hand on hers. “Drop it, Berna! Give count. I've more - twice as much. You for- it up, and let them go their own ungrateful way. got Aleck."
You 're wasting your life on them, and what "I'm not likely to do that,” retorted Rig- could they ever give you in return, if they did model, tung:
their best ?" ** What do you mean?”
“ Give me? Do you suppose I want any" (ood heaven, Berna! Don't take it like thing ? ” She looked up fiercely through her
tears. “I 've got to get my living and ma's You mean I should remind you of him if out of the paper, and that I 'll take, for the layou forget. I suppose you 're right. I should. borer is worthy of his hire. But that 's all. I do talk of Aleck. I 'm editing his paper; Aleck worked for the love of it; he fought for I'm trying humbly to live out his life for him. the town the same way a soldier fights for the How can I help it? I can't forget him if the flag. He was n't thinking of rewards. It ain't town loc."
boodle I 'm after,' he always used to say, and Inihaw, Berna! The town ain't forgetting it was true. And after that, do you think I hum but it has to think of itself, or it thinks could—could ” — she caught her breath and
stifled a sob, as her rhetoric returned to her " And so they try to kill his paper ?” with her self-command—“could palter with
Ninnoddopped his eyes. " I suppose they the question of recompense ? I don't want to son't think it's his paper."
be paid, Ben. I want to be let do it.” Hernd started in her seat. “Have I put Well, no one can prevent you. It's a free Mirill forward too much? Have I made too country. You can go on publishing the “
• Teleof myself and too little of him ? Yes; pheme' just the same, if they do issue another Inch of that."
paper alongside of it. Plenty of towns have "Non, no! Lond knows you've made enough two papers that can't rightly support one." i lles Tou've put him first everywhere. “ I know it, Ben, I know it — foolish towns, Ilom to list don't want a woman for an wicked towns — towns that have no respect for
There's the whole of it, Berna, with- themselves or their cause! They divide their 100 manns. I know it 's hard on you – forces in the face of the enemy, and fight each od ditter all you 've done and spent other when they ought to be fighting the com
sellest to give 'em a good paper, and to mon foe. That shall never be said of Rustler. kui Hesh's name, and boom the town It was the town that Aleck loved; it was n't od burning the load. But towns ain't grate
paper, and it was n't himself. And I should mailnou that as well as I do; and I be unworthy of him if I could n't be glad to shume se kustler 's any exception. Look bury my pride in the paper, and all the ties that burri im the way it is. They want the bind me to it through Aleck, and kill the • TeleThere's son't they? Well, they think they pheme' to-morrow, if it can help the town. If
and a letter show to get it if they have an- I can serve Rustler better by lying down and other one of paper, and have a man to edit it. letting it trample on me, than by standing up They think it'll look better outside. I suppose and fighting for her, that 's my place. I only It will. But they won't get a paper the equal of want to be sure." the "Telepheme" in a hurry — not if they put “Don't you be sure of it, Berna! Don't you two men on to call it."
think it! It ain't true. But, all the same, I 'd
give it up. The town can't support two papers, be the laughing-stock of every paper in Colothat 's a fact; and if it don't, and if it's the rado, from that one-page little rag they 're get* Telepheme’that goes to the wall, you will have ting out in the new camp on Eagle River spent all the money that Aleck left, and per- what's its name?— Flux, to the 'Rocky Mounhaps your mother's insurance money too, before tain News.?” you're done, and have nothing left to live on. I “ No," said Ben, dropping his gaze upon the don't want to see you come to that, Berna; and soft hat he twirled round and round in his finif you 're willing for yourself, you won't be for gers; “ they don't say that 's their reason.” your mother, if you think a minute."
“What do they say?" "Stop! Stop! I'm not going to spend ma's “ If you 'll excuse me, Berna, I guess I won't money. When I 've spent Aleck's I 'll give it go into that.” up. But what you say puts my duty before me. “ But I can't excuse you." I must spend Aleck's! I must n't, I dare n’t, “Oh, well," began Rignold, desperately, and take the town's word for it that they ’re tired stopped. of Aleck and of me, until I've spent all that 's “Why, what 's the matter, Ben ? ” she asked left in giving them a chance to take that back in bewilderment, watching the uneasy flush
- for Aleck's sake!” she added devoutly. mount to his forehead." Is it something per* They 've changed once; they may change sonal ? Is it something disgraceful ? ” again. Who knows? What was it that made “Good heavens, no! It ain't disgraceful. them change this time, Ben?" she inquired, But it ain't a thing for me to tell you, unless as if coming to the question of Rustler's altered I tell you something else at the same time.” temper for the first time.
“ Tell me both things." “Oh, silliness! You don't want to know." Ben shook his head. “You would n't like it."
- Ben," she cried, incriminatingly, “stop “ Try me!" said Berna, persuasively. sparing me! Tell me."
The breath was coming fast in Rignold's * Topaz kept joking them on their lady edi- throat. He made two beginnings, and paused tor. You must have seen the “Telegram.'” helplessly. “It would n't do any good," he ** Of course. But what then ? "
said at last. “Why, the other papers took it up. A weekly Why, Ben, I never saw you behave like paper 's got to have copy. You know that, this. What 's the matter ? " Berna."
Oh, love 's the matter, Berna - love for “Certainly; I 've seen all that, as it came you, that 's killing me. You don't want it. along in the State exchanges from week to You 've got no more use for it than Rustler has week. But I never thought the town would for the Telepheme.' I tell you because you be cowardly enough to mind it. Oh, shame on ask me; but I know well enough there ain't them!"
room for another paper in your town. I know * No; that ain't fair, Berna. It seems fool. the field belongs to Aleck. It's right; I ain't ish; but it was n't for themselves, really. You got nothing to say against it." He lowered his can see that, if you stop and think. They were eyes again. afraid of its effect on the railroad. A town that “ Ben!” gasped Berna. Then in a moment wants a railroad can't afford to be made fun of she added another name. by the press of the whole State. A railroad 's “Of course, of course. I know it, I tell a serious business; you ’ve got to be worthy you. I was a fool to say anything. But you of it all round.”
would have it. The town says it ain't right that * Of course. But my railroad editorials are n't we should be so much together, and work the a bit poorer than when the whole press of the paper alongside each other, and not be marState quoted and praised them, and Rustler ried. They don't think I'm in love with you. went wild with delight over them. Nothing has They never guess that. And they know what changed.” She paused thoughtfully. “But I you feel about Aleck, anyway. All they say is, don't want Rustler to be made fun of, not on it ain't proper. I could n't tell you the one, you my a count, nor anybody's. It will hurt the see, without telling you the other. I 've told town! I must stop that. But they might have you both now, and I guess I might as well go." trusted me to! Why did n't they come to me He rose to his feet, but Berna stopped him. marely and tell me that I was injuring the “Wait, Ben!” She laid on his coat-sleeve the place? They might have believed that there hand which would have detained him at the are some things I care more for than myself; gate of heaven. “Good Ben! Sit down again they might have known I'd have remedied the – won't you ? — and we 'll talk of this. It 's trouble, or stepped down and out. Do you awful — coming so suddenly. Give me a momean to say, Ben, that they have the couragement.” He dropped back into his seat with to give this as their reason? Why, they 'll hurt reluctance. the town more that way than any way. They 'll She locked her hands distressfully in her lap.
VOL. XLIV.- 10.
“CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN !” “But I don't see how we 're going to talk of “I've got the sand to be true, and if I've it! O Aleck!"
got to be true that way — why, I must, that's “Sure! It ain't treating him right even to all. There's no one else.” discuss it. I was his friend, and you were the “Why, Berna!" he exclaimed in pain. same as his wife. I know that 's the way you “O Ben! Forgive me. There is you, and seel; and partly that 's the way I feel myself. I know how gladly you'd do it. But don't you And so it ain't decent - what I tell you — but see how you 're cut off from trying, and how it 's the truth. I love you, Berna, and I have every one is cut off but me? Besides, I 'm the loved you ever since long before Aleck and one who can do it; it's for him, and that gives you were engaged. I held my tongue then, me the wisdom and the strength; and it's for and I gave you up to him in my own mind, him, and I know how he would want it done. and if he 'd lived you 'd never have krłown But Ben—" Her face lighted up. what your marriage cost one man. But he “ Yes ?” did n't live. I wish he had. I can say that “ Listen! This is what you can do for me. truly. I never wished his death ; and when he I've got an idea. Who has been selected to was brought home to us here, that awful day, edit the other paper ?” I took a hurt I have n't got over yet. But he
“Why — " is dead, Berna; and I 'm alive, and if I 'm to “I see. They have asked you. That makes go on living I can no more do it without lov- it so much the simpler.” She leaned forward ing you than I could go on living with my and touched his arm again. “Edit it, Ben ! heart wanting in my side."
Edit it!” “O Ben, I 'm very sorry. You've been so “Look here, Berna, what do you take me good to me- so good! I've always thought for? You won't let me be all the friend I'd it was for Aleck. But if it was for me, and you like to be to you; but I'm not going to make were saying no to this feeling all the time, and myself your enemy.". keeping it back for his sake, then I honor you You 're going to be twice my friend. Don't for it, and- and I thank you. But what are you see? If I must have an opponent, I like we going to do, Ben ?”
Rignold could not keep back a smile at this “ But I should have to fight you, Berna.” question of a child. “O girlie, if you
“Of course. But you'd fight fair. The other it to me"
man might not.” She gave him a long, absent look. “Yes; I He regarded her for a moment, stupefied, know," she said at last. “Of course I can't while many thoughts raced through his head. leave it to you — in that sense. But you must “All right,” he said at last. * All right. help me to arrange, to plan to do the other. You 're giving me a hard row to hoe, and I 've no one else to turn to; I have n't had yourself a still harder. Goodness knows how any one since —” She blushed. “You must you 'll get out the paper from a rocking-chair, help me against yourself.”
with nobody to help you. But I suppose you'll “ All right,” returned Rignold, with dreary manage somehow. You 've got the pluck for readiness, from some outer place. He had been anything." wishing himself far away somewhere in space, « Good! Then that's settled. Now tell me, like Aleck. He would exist for her if he could who is fomenting this trouble ? " die, perhaps. But he added, “We 'll keep up Berna would still have liked a good, round, the fight."
sham-literary word on her way to the stake, and She contemplated him for a moment, reflec- Rignold's directness would still have been puztively. “No,” she said; “I will, but you must zled and amused by it. He half smiled now not. The town is right, perhaps; but whether as he told her that McDermott of the Chicago it 's right or wrong, we could n't go on to- Clothing House, B. G. Franks, the shoe man, gether if they think that. No; I will go on Martin of the European Hotel, Beck Kruger, alone, and we will see what happens. I won't the grocer (who she would remember was albelieve that every one has deserted me all at ways taking a column in the “ Telepheme” to once. I won't believe that towns, as you say, announce the arrival of a fresh consignment have no gratitude and no memories. Why, of Grand Junction peaches), and Dibble, the memory is the life of a town: how can it look lately appointed postmaster, were at the head forward to a good future if it forgets its good of the movement for a new paper. past? I 'll fight it, and I 'll fight it on that “What!” she exclaimed, “ Mr. Dibble one line, Ben. I 'll make them remember! They of the recreants — the man who took my fashall learn that if they 're going to forget Alex- ther's place, the man for whose appointment ander Chester they've got to do it publicly and we worked so hard on the Telepheme,' Ben? shamefully and to my face.”
You 're mistaken.” He shook his head. "But “ You have got sand!”
they have all pretended they were my friends,
Don't you remember how enthusiastic Martin -on top of the backbone of the continent, on was at first ? And McDermott ? They took top of her rivals, on top when it comes to railhalf a column apiece, though neither of them roads, on the tiptop when it comes to newsneeded it, and promised to stand by the paper papers? That 's right - Apex'it is." through thick and thin. They thought I could Rignold did n't care what they called it; it be useful to them then, I suppose; and now was his paper, but it was her experiment. His they think some one else will be. That 's all. care was for the paper itself; and he took imNo matter, Ben.” She gave him her hand. mense pains with the first issue. * You be the some one else. I 'll promise not "Oh, well,” explained Dibble, “who ever to hate you. But I 'll fight you tooth and nail, heard of a first issue being much ? The mauntil — until I know. The day I can make my- chinery don't work, the type 's all fresh, the staff self sure, the day I feel I can face Aleck with- has n't settled to work, the whole thing 's loose. out shame, and say, “The town does n't want That 's been true of every paper from the beus,' and know I say truth — that day I give the ginning of the world. It 'll shake down. It 'll paper up. The day I know that the Tele- shake down. Trust Rignold for that. He's pheme' can't help the town I shall know it the stuff. Why, it 's worth two of that measly will hinder it, and I will never publish another female sheet across the road, now. We 'll get issue. Till then, it 's war!”
a railroad with this paper, and we 'll get some She smiled a pallid smile from among her sense about politics. No woman business !” pillows, as she shook hands again, and he saw But the first number of the “Apex” was that she had overstrained herself.
really not so much better than the" Telepheme" "Good night."
that Berna published the same day. Being * Good night, Berna. Good night. We set in larger type, it contained less news; the sha'n't meet any more for talks about the pa- miscellany was made up from “ plate matter,” per. I suppose we sha'n't meet at all except as Rignold had always urged that the “ Telein editorials, where we 'll give each other down pheme's” should be, and there was no such the banks. I'm sorry. The worst, though, is extravagance as Berna's telegraphic letter from being afraid for you. For God's sake, take care Denver. There was more advertising in the of yourself!”
“Apex” than in the “ Telepheme,” because Berna looked up at him shrewdly. “You the business men, having decided on a new think I 'll be careless about my health, and paper, threw all their advertising into Rigovertax my strength, with no monitor by to nold's hands; and though Berna ordered all the keep me straight. Well, then, I promise you “dead" patent-medicine cuts in the office, and I 'll be careful. That shall be my thanks for all the old land-office notices that remained all the care you 've taken of me, Ben. I can't standing, to be inserted as fresh advertising, afford to be ungrateful,” she added wistfully; her advertisement column still looked rather “I have n't friends enough. Good night — hollow. But this gave her so much the more dear, kind Ben!”
room for news (which she had now learned to make of the Rustler standard) and for miscellany, in the matter of which her judicious
habit of selection went far. On the whole, as He got himself out; and the next morning the town would have said if it had not been he went to the committee whose advances he trying hard to say the other thing, the “ Telehad declined, and told them that, if they were pheme” was “the better nickel's worth.” still of the same mind, he would undertake the Her editorial was an embodiment of what editorship of the paper and furnish the capital. she had said to Rignold, expressed with digThat afternoon he telegraphed East for the bal- nity and with just sufficient feeling. It was ance of his savings, amounting to $1200, all extremely direct and uncompromising, though that he had remaining in the world; and when tactful, and if the organizers of the new paper the money arrived he bought the necessary did not wince that evening upon their hearthmaterials.-type, press, paper, and office furni- stones, it was because they had determined not ture-opened his office in the Bloxham Block, to in advance. That which really troubled them opposite the office of the “ Telepheme," and was the perception, forced upon them with the published the first issue of the “ Apex." The second issue of the “ Apex," that the “ Telename, which was chosen as a tribute to the pheme” was not yet stamped out, nor very tact that Rustler lay under the shadow of obviously in a way to be. They had taken the Continental Divide, was suggested by Berna's editorial for her swan-song, believing Dibble, the postmaster, who saw a kind of that, in depriving her of the assistance of Rigdual symbolism in it.
nold, they had adopted the surest mode of * * Apex' means on top, don't it?" said Dib- stopping a paper which had become an injury ble. “Well, then! And ain't Rustler on top to the good standing of the town. But Berna