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The Root
of Evil
SYNOPSIS
Stuart, southern lawyer in New York, is
ih love with Nan Primrose. His friend,
Dr. Woodman, who has & young daugh
ter, is threatened with the loss of his
drug business by Bivens, whom he be
triended years before. Stuart visits the
Primroses.
Nan wants Stuart to accept a place with
Bivens' chemical trust. He dislikes Blv
eny methods and refuses. Bivens calls
om him. o
Woodman will not yield and sues Blvens'
oompany. The promoter tells the doctor
he and Nan are engaged. Harrlet Wood
man is studying music. Stuart takes Nan
for & day in the country.
Stuart pleads with Nan to give up Biv
ens, but the spell of millions is on her and
she ylelds to it. !
Nan becomes Mrs. RBivens, Harrlet
loves Stuart, but he does not know it.
Nine years pass. Stuart becomes district
attorney. He investigates criminal trusts.
Nan asks him to call. f
Stuart wants Woodman to end his suit
against Bivens, but the doctor stands
firm. PBlvens aids Stuart in his investi
gation of crooked financlers.
Stuart's revelations aid in bringing on a
crisis. Bivens promises to aid the Van
Dam Trust company, which is in trouble.
Woodman needs money badly.
In the stock market slump engineered
by Bivens, Woodman and many others
lose all. The trust company fails because
Bivens, at command of the money king,
breaks his word. Stuart faces his critics
‘n front of Bivens’' bank. .
The mob attacks Stuart and injures him
slightly. Nan sees it and reveals her
love. Bivens piles $50,000,600 on a table
and calls Stuart to see the money to re
fute rumors of his financial weakness
Stuart is tempted to join Bivens as his
confidential man. He accepts an invita
tion to visit the Bivens house and is re
ceived by Nan. -
Two livid spots suddenly appeared
on the swarthy cheeks and he choked
into silence for a moment, continuing:
s«phe world is waiting for its real
master—not a multi-millionaire, but the
coming billionaire. The king of kings
is yet to come. If 1 had been ready
In this panic with the capital 1 have
today I could have made a billion.
With the power and experience I now
have and one such man as you orv
whom 1 can depend I'd double my
fortune every year. That means that
in five years I will be a billionaire.
“and only forty-two.
“A billion dollars will double itsell
in seven years. At forty-two I'd be
worth a billion. At forty-nine I'd
‘have two billions. At fifty-eight I'd
'be worth four billions—and just old
enough to really begin to do__things.
“Give me one billion answerable to
my will alone and 1 can rule this
nation. Give me four billions and
no king or emperor, president or par
linment on this globe dare to make
peace or war without consulting me.
“How long could this republic stand
if such a man should see fit to change
its form? Even now our petty million
aires buy courts and legislatures. and
‘the control of great citles. But the
inew king would know no limitations
to this power. If Europe now cringes
at the feet of our present millionaire
king of Wall street, emperors beg his
favor and princes wait at his door,
what could the real ruler of the world
do?"
Bivens' voice again sank into low,
passionate whispers. while his black
eves again became two points of fierce
gleaming light.
When the crucial moment came for
Stuart’s manhood to answer, the
speech of brave denunciation died on
his lips. At the door of this yellow
empire. mightier than kings in purple
rule, his conscience halted. hesitated
and stammered. He found himself.
in spite of honor and character. for
the moment measuring himself wi.th
Bivens in the struggle for supremacy
which would sooner or later come be
tween them lif he should enter such
an alliance.
“You needn't rush your decision.
Jim. Take your time. Think it over
from every point of view. You're
bound to accept in the end.”
Stuart flushed and his hand trembled.
“It's no use in my quibbling, Cal
your offer is a stirrine one. It tempts
me immensely. I feel the call of the
old blood struggle in me. I'm begin
ning to see now that the world's battles
are no longer fought with sword and
g‘ln."
“Take your time. Jim.” Bivens broke
in. rising. *‘ln the meantime I've got
to see more of you. Nan wants it. and
I want it. The politicians have turned
you down. but the big men who count
are afraid of you and they'll go out
of their way to meet you. Come up to
dinner with us tonight. I want you to
make my home your home whether you
accept my offer or not.”
Stuart hesitated.
“Really, Cal, I oughtn’t to go to
night. I'm afraid I've let you take
too much for granted. I've got to fight
this thing out alone. It's the biggest
thing physically and morally I've ever
been up against. I've got to be alone
for awhile.” .
“Oh, nonsense, be alone as much as
you like later. 'Nan insisted on my
bringing you tonight, and you've got
to come, to save me from trouble if
** e glse I've an engagement dowr.
THE FITZGERALD LEADER-ENI'ERPRISE. TUESDAY, _DECEMBER 17. 1912
town after dinner. You and Nan can
talk over old times. 1 promise you
faithfully that not a word of busi
ness shall be spoken.” ! |
Stuart felt the foundations of life
slipping beneath his feet and yet he
couldn’'t keep back the answer:
“All right, I'll come.”
As Stuart dressed for the dinner that
pight he thought of Harriet with a
pang. He had promised her to try to
keep out of danger. But ‘could she
know or understand the struggle
through which he was passing? He
wondered vaguely why he had seen =0
little of her lately. She had become
more and more absorbed in her music
and her manner had grow shy and
embarrassed. Yet whenever he had
resented it and stopped to lounge and
chat and draw her out, she was always
her old sweet self. The doctor, too
had avoided him of late. and he notic
ed that his clothes had begun to look
shabby. He caught him hurrying from
the house and laid his hand affection
ately on his arm. :
“These are tough times, doctor, and
if you need any help you must let
me know.”
The older man's voice trembled as b«
replied:
“Thank you, my boy, that’s a ver)
unusual speech to hear these days. It
renews my faith in the world.”
“You're not in tronble?”
The doctor lifted his head gently.
“My troubles are so much lighter
than those of the people 1 know 1
ean’t think of them. So many of my
friends and patients have given up
in this panfc. So many have died for
the lack of bread. I'll let you know
if I'm in trouble myself.”
He paused and pressed Stuart's
hand.
“I'm glad you asked me. The sun
will ghine brighter today. 1 must
hurry.”
With a swing of his stalwart form
and a generous wave of his hand he
was gone.
When Stuart reached the drive he
alichted and walked slowly toward the
Bivens palace. He had wever heen
there before. e had always avoided
the spot. He smiled now at the child
ishness of his attitude toward Nan.
The full moon had just risen and
flooded the drive and park and river
with silvery mystery. He studied the
effects of the building with wonder
and admiration. Evidently Bivens had
given his avchitects a free hand and
they had wrought a poem in marble.
So fascinated was Stuart with the
beauty and perfection of the great
house he walked around the block be
fore entering. viewing it from every
angle.- What a strange thing. this
medieval palace, standing in stately
beauty in the midst of the hideous.
ugly uniformity of the most modern.
unromantic and materialistic city of
the world! What was its meaning?
Had a new master of the world real
ly been born? Surely his like had
never been seen in the history of man
—this modern money maniac, this
strange creature of iron muscles, al
“ways hurrying, daring. scheming, plot
‘ting, with never a moment's relaxation.
~ Stuart was shown into the drawing‘
! room by a powdered flunky whose cos
tume was designed by one of the court |
tailors of Burope. While awaiting the‘
arrival of the mistress of the house he
looked about the room with increasing
amazement. He found the perfection
of grace, elegance, quiet richness and
surprising beauty. i
~ He began to realize for the first time
the triumph of the woman who had
bartered him for gold. [lis eye rested
on a life size portrait of Nan done by
the foremost artist of Europe. The
artist had caught the secret of her
character and expressed it with genius
in the poise of the superb form, the
incarnation of sensuous, soulless beauty
dominated by keen intelligence.
He wondered if she really showed
the ten years added to her age. At
least he knew that she had not been
happy. There was some consolation
in that. FHer ceaseless efforts to win
back his friendship had left no room
for doubt. He sank deep into the great
chair and silently waited her coming.
When Nan's radiant tigure appeared
in the doorway. her bare arm extend
ed, her lips parted in a tender smile,
Stuart knew that his face was red.
The fact that he knew it increased his
confusion until the whole room becanie
a blur. Her bacd touched his. The
shock was sobering: he remembered
himself and smiled.
“What a long. tong time. Jim!"
*A thousand years—l think, Nan,” he
stammered.
*Nine hundred. to be exact. sir, but
better late than never. 1 began to
think your stubbornness would post
pone this call until the next world.
Mr. Bivens was detained downtown on
business. I am awfully sorry he's not
here to join in my welcome. But I
am disappointed in you.”
‘!“‘hy?"
“My vanity is burt. I expected to
find you, after nine years, with deep
lines of suffering written on your face.
You are better looking than ever. The
few gray hairs about your temples are
extremely becoming. Your honors have
given you a new repose, dignity and re.
serve power.”
“Allow me to return the compliment
by saying that you are even a more
startling disappointment to me. I was
sure that 1 should find you broken.
You are far more beautiful than ever.
The only changes I see merely add
to your power—the worldly wisdom
which marriage writes on every wom
an's face. a new strength, a warmth
and fascination and a conscious joy at
which 1 wonder and rage.”
“Why wonder and rage?"
Nhe drew him gently to a seat by her
sife. lenned forward and gazed smil
ingly at him.
' “\When | see yvou tonight in all this
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Nan sprang to her feet, laughing.
“you are delicious tonight, Jim, and
I'm so glad you are here. Coine into
the art gallery. It will take you days
to see it; we'll just peep in tonight.”
He followed her into a stately room
packed with masterpieces of art.
Stuart gazed a moment in rapture.
“You must spend days here. Jim
Now, honestly, with all your high-
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“What a long time, Jim!”
browed ideals, wouldn’t you like to own
this ¥”
“No. Not if 1 bhad the wealth of
Croesus.”
“Why not?"” '
“It's a crime to rob the world of
these masterpieces of genius. 7They
should be the free inheritance and in
spiration of all the children of men.”
Nan gazed at Stuart in vague be
wilderment and then a mischievous
smile crept into the corners of her
mouth.
“You're trying to throw dust in my
eyes, but I can tell you what you are
really thinking. You are really won
dering why the wicked prosper.”
“You are wrong,” he replied slowly.
“Why the wicked prosper has never
worried me in the least. The first big
religious idea 1 ever got hold of was
that this is the best possible world God
could have created—because it’s free.
Man must choose. otherwise his deeds
have no meaning. A deed of mine is
zood merely because 1 have the power
to do its opposite if 1 choose. In this
free world, step by step, 1 can rise or
fall through suffering and choosing.”
*Oh, Jim,” Nan broke in softly, “I've ‘
made you suffer horribly. You have
the right to be hard and bitter.”
He looked at Nan cautiously and be
gan to study her every word and
movement and weigh each accent. Did
she mean what her words and tones
implied? In a hundred little ways
more eloguent than speech she had
said to him tonight that the old love
of the morning of life was still the one
living thing. He put her to little tests
to try the genuineness of her feeling
He threw off his restraint and led ber
back to the scenes of their youth
When dinner ended she was leaning
close, her eyes misty with tears. and a
faraway look in them that told of
memories more vivid and alluring
than all the splendors of her palace
Stuart drew a breath of conscious tri
umph, and his figure suddenly grew
tense with a desperate resolution. But
only for a moment .
He frowned. looked at his watch
and rose abruptly.
“I must be going, Nan,” he said with
sudden coldness.
“Why, Jim,” she protested. “it's only
10 o'clock. 1 won't hear of such a
thing.”
“Yes. I must.”” he persisted. “I've
an important case tomorrow. I must
work tonight.” .
“You shall not go?”’ Nan cried. ‘T've
waited nine years for this one even
ing’s chat with you. Come into the
music room, sit down and brood as
long as you like. I've planned to
charm you with an old accomplish
ment of mine tonight.”
She led him to a rich couch. piled
the pillows high. made him snug. drew
a harp near the other end and began
to tune its strings.
Stuart zazed at the paintings on the
ceiling and in a moment was lost in
visions of the future his excited fancy
began to weave.
A voice whispered:
“Unless you are a coward, grasp the
power that is yours by divine right of
nature. Why should you walk while
prgmies ride? Why should you lag
behind the age in this fierce struggle
for supremacy? The woman who sits
before you is yours if you only dare
'to tear her from the man who holds
‘her by the fiction of dying customs!”
e felt his heart throb as another
voice within cried:
~ “Yet why should I. an heir to im
mortality, whose will can shape a
'world, why should I live a beast of
prey with my hand against ervery
man?’
} The answer was the memory of dirty
finger nails closing on his throat while
a mob of howling fools surged over
his body and cursed him for trying to
save them from themselves. Again he
heard a woman's voice as she held his
head close, whispering:
“¥ve something to say to you, Jim!”
His lips tightened with sudden de
cision. The golden gates of the for
lbldden land swung open and his sou!l
lentered.
( continued in n>xt issue )
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