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Then Glidden spoke so low and so swiftly that Kurt could not connect sentences, but with mounting blood he stood transfixed and horrified, to gather meaning from word on word, until he realized Anderson's doom, with other rich men of the Northwest, was sealed that there were to be burnings of wheat-fields and of storehouses and of freight-trains destruction everywhere.
July 11 *Brookings, S. D. " 25 Waterloo, Ia. " 12 Pipestone, Minn. " 26 Decorah, Ia. " 13 Hawarden, Ia. " 27 *Waukon, Ia. " 14 Canton, S. D " 28 Red Wing, Minn. " 15 Cherokee, Ia " 29 River Falls, Wis. " 16 Pocahontas, Ia " 30 Northfield, Minn. " 17 Glidden, Ia. July 1 Faribault, Minn. " 18 *Boone, Ia. " 2 Spring Valley, Minn. " 19 Dexter, Ia. " 3 Blue Earth, Minn.
But Glidden she saw handled as if by a giant. Up and down he seemed thrown, with bloody face, flinging arms, while he uttered hoarse bawls. Dorn's form grew more distinct. It plunged and swung in frenzied energy. Lenore heard men running and yells from all around. Her father spread wide his arm before her, so that she had to bend low to see. He shouted a warning.
"That was Glidden, the I.W.W. agitator and German agent.... He just the same as murdered my father.... He burned my wheat lost my all!" "Yes, I I know, Kurt," whispered Lenore. "I meant to kill him!" "That was easy to tell.... Oh, thank God, you did not!... Come, don't let us stop." She could not face the piercing, gloomy eyes that went through her.
He did succeed, however, in making, in collaboration with another printer, Samuel W. Soule, a numbering machine, and a friend, Carlos Glidden, to whom this ingenious contrivance was shown, suggested a machine to print letters. The three friends decided to try. None had studied the efforts of previous experimenters, and they made many errors which might have been avoided.
Quick work, eh?" "A record for the office. He's been on the staff less than a year." "Is he really such a wonder?" asked Glidden of The Monitor. Three or four Ledger men answered at once, citing various stories which had stirred the interest of Park Row.
Glidden who is to speak is quite an eloquent fellow," said Starr's father as the President got up to introduce the speaker of the evening whom all had come to hear. "The man who was just talking with me says he is really worth hearing. If he grows tiresome we will slip out. I wonder which one he is? He must be that man with the iron-gray hair over there." "Oh, I don't want to go out," said Starr.
"Well, you're a liar!" retorted Dorn. "I saw you with Glidden and my father. I followed you at Wheatly out along the railroad tracks. I slipped up and heard the plot. It was I who snatched the money from my father." Neuman's nerve was gone, but with his stupid and stubborn process of thought he still denied, stuttering incoherently. "Glidden has been hanged," went on Dorn.
"Is Glidden here?" queried Kurt, hazarding another guess. "Don't talk so loud," warned the proprietor. "Yes, he just got here in a car with two other men. He's up-stairs having supper in his room." "Supper!" Kurt echoed the word, and averted his face to hide the leap of his blood. "That reminds me, I'm hungry." He went into the big, dimly lighted dining-room.
"But some of them miscalculated, for if I don't lose my guess there was a bunch of I.W.W. closer to that gasoline than I was.... Some adventure!... I got another punch at Glidden. I felt it in my bones that I'd get a crack at him. Oh, for another!... And that Bradford! He did make me think. How he slugged Glidden! Good! Good! There's your old American spirit coming out."
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