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JOHN P. SMART,
Direct Representative, 150 Nassau Street,
Room 628, New York City.
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ever brought south, and many of that
city’s citizens are just dying to get a
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When it comes to putting in an un-
expected appearance the Brownsville
affair has Banquo’s ghost backed off
the boards.
declare that the
differential is a good thing for Galves-
ton. Their efforts to prevent its abol-
ishment need explanation if their dec-
laration is true.
Uncle Sam will figre for quite a while
before he eliminates the deficit of the
postal department.
The absence of the pronoun “I” is
noticeable in the message of President
Taft, but that doesn’t keep it from
being a good message.
The old man turned to her,
Emile.
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Edward’s been saying some
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duty levied by Arkansas on cargoes
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RAILROAD BUILDING.
Brownwood Bulletin.
Every west Texas newspaper is this
week telling its readers about the rail-
road prospects for the town for the
year 1910, and It is a mighty poor town
■that doesn’t expect at least one road
during the year.
GOOD FOR SAN ANGELO.
Fort Worth Star-Telegram.
San Angelo gets a flying start in the
1910 Marathon of grin, boost and build.
The civic pride concrete mixer will be-
gin spreading paved streets and side-
walks bright and early during the new
year. Let Texas annex all that’s com-
ing to it.
1 TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION
Delivered by carrier or by mail, postage
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sometnmg iof your own goou anu tuc
good of the works.”
“Look here, Marsh” — Pinckney’s
manner had grown suddenly stern—“I
am the general manager of the Durant
works, and I don’t propose to take any
interference from you or any other
employee. I have ordered Smith in
charge of that work, and he’s going to
be in charge, and he’s going to do it
right.
“If there’s any danger of Sommers
coming down there and raising a row,
we will simply slap the gun in a few
hours ahead of the schedule, and it’ll
all be over before he gets there. Now,
you go attend to your own business
and keep your mouth shut. Good
night.”
Thoroughly cowed, Marsh turned
and left the room Just as George Du-
rant entered by another door from his
study, where he had been dictating.
Hereafter cotton bags are to be used
for covering of army stores wherever
possible, which is a move in the right
direction.
Extremely cold weather in the north
and east
tite and
eously.
It appears that there are several
hundred former soldiers of Zelaya who
are in favor of Uncle Sam, who is put-
ting up the grub for them near Blue-
fields.
NOT MANY AFTER ALL.
Beaumont Enterprise.
That Texas has 352,190
something of which to be proud, but
Texas is a big state and when the num-
ber of farms is compared to the total
area it is realized that it is not
enough yet.
“You can’t
sidetrack me with any talk like that.”
“But 1 want you to get a square
deal,” protested Pinckney,
ing to see that you do.”
Marsh looked at him with a sneer.
“You call it a square deal to give the «
credit for all my work to another?”
“Of course it wouldn’t be!” ex-
claimed the manager. “That’s just it
I’m sains to put it through for you
yourselves! '___—r-------—
on your dignity, so proud and hard ;
and rigid, and you pretend you’re suf- ;
fering, that you are heroes who won’t |
sacrifice self respect, and in reality .
you are nothing of the kind. You are ;
simply stupid self deceivers who are I I’m going to see him, 1 tell you.
willing to sacrifice your future, hap- i going to stay here till 1 do.”
piness, everything, on the altar of your mi-------* ----l'"/l -f
own selfishness—really sacrifice your-
selves and sometimes”—
She paused suddenly, aghast at what
she was about to say.
“And sometimes?” the man question-
ed unsteadily.
“And sometimes girls talk more than
they should," she ended sharply. Then
she looked at him with a sudden smile
and quick change of mood that baffled
him completely. “I think it’s time we
went back to wireless telegraphy, don’t
you ?”
Baffled, but still somewhat relieved
at being saved from himself, Sommers
turned to the wireless instrument.
“You can send and take well?” he
asked.
“Of course,” she answered. “Edward
taught me originally, but I’ve learned
a lot since. He’s quite an adept too.
I learned really because I wanted to
have a wireless plant placed on fa-
ther’s yacht Perhaps some time when
I’m cruising on the yacht I may pick
you up when you are on your battle-
ship and htlve a little chat with you.
Do you think you’d be glad to hear
from me?”
blame.”
“I don’t want to talk about that,”
exclaimed the Inventor.
Novelized by Thompson Buchanan From the \
Successful Play of the Same Name \
By WINCHELL SMITH, .FREDERIC f
THOMPSON and PAUL ARMSTRONG 5
All Rights Reserved.
Cut This Story Out and K«?ep It, You’ll Want to Read it Later it Nut Now.
There was ice skating in Galveston
yesterday morning, but there was
barely enough ice for one small boy.
rather- than by open accusation wnat
he meant.
“Yes, I have noticed it, Mr. Durant,"
he said. “I hoped I was mistaken. I
would hate to see anything like that,
because you know my interest in ev-
erything that concerns you, and par-
ticularly in Frances.” He hesitated
for a moment, wondering just how to
go on.
“Yes, I understand your Interest,"
said Durant kindly. “I understand
that.”
“Thank you, sir,” exclaimed Pinck-
ney gratefully. “You know, then, how
hard it is for me, to see her associated
with such a fellow as Sommers and
what a blow it would be if he were to
make her fond of him.”
Durant looked at the younger man
keenly.
“Do you mean there’s anything
against this young fellow,” he asked—
“any reason why Frances should avoid
him ?”
“I—I’d rather not say, Mr. Durant,"
hesitated Pinckney.
Durant was a straightforward old
fighter who liked to have people come
right out.
“If you can’t say right out, why de
you intimate, Edward?” he demanded
sternly. “I don’t like people who beat
about the bush. If you have anything
on this young fellow, come right out
and say so. Be prepared to prove it
and don’t beat about the bush and
suggest all sorts of things against him
merely because he’s paying attention
to Frances.”
Pinckney rose and drew himself up
to his full height.
•Tm very sorry, Mr. Durant, that
you should think me capable of such a
thing,” he said with dignity. “I
thought my interest was too well
proved for you to think that I would
do anything underhanded. I say noth-
ing against this fellow Sommers now,
because I’m not prepared to prove it;
but, remember this, Mr. Durant, he’s
no good, and sooner or later you’ll find
it out. I only hope it won’t be too
late.”
Durant looked at his young managei
keenly. He had no reason to suspeci
that Pinckney would lie or do any-
thing maliciously underhanded merely
to put a rival out of the way. He had
known Edward from a boy and found
him always apparently devoted to the
Durant interests. All this made him
judge kindly when from another man
he would not have tolerated mere
backbiting.
“All right, Edward,” he said kindly.
"You’ve proved yourself devoted to
me. I think this is just a little over-
enthusiasm in the Durant interests.
As a general rule, I’ve found these na-
val chaps straightforward, decent
young fellows, and I’d hate to believe
otherwise. However, we’ll watch him
and see. Come to me if you get any-
thing on him, but you know I will not
stand for mere rumors and suspi-
cions.”
He stopped abruptly, for the door
opened and the man of whom they
were speaking, with Frances, came in.
The quick eye of the girl caught her
father’s angry mood.
“What’s the matter, dad?” she asked.
with a
The gasoline rule in the insurance
regulations is not so bad as at first re-
ported, but the error caused quite a
flurry.
i -i d be glad to b<ar from you no
I matter where I was,” he exclaimed
eagerly, “and I’d recognize you, too.
whether the message was directed to
me or not.”
“I will send it to you,” she said, with
meaning, “and you must recognize it.”
“I will; you may be sure of that,” he
agreed earnestly. “And now 1 think
I must be going. It’s late.”
He turned within the door and then
started back to the drawing room.
Meantime down in the drawing room
Edward Pinckney had been having an
uncomfortable quarter of an hour.
Marsh had come up from the works
determined to see Mr. Durant.
Pinckney had not told the master
draughtsman of the contract which he
had signed, and Marsh, thoroughly
imbittered with the prospect of losing
everything he had done, hurried up to
the house determined to lay bare the
whole matter before the owner of the
works, throw himself on Durant’s mer-
cy and beg that at least he be given
credit for the invention of the Rhine-
sti’om gun.
Fortunately Pinckney had been in
the drawing room when the butler
brought In Marsh’s name and so had
been able to intercept the man before
he got to Durant.
“I don’t want to talk to you.” ex-
claimed the inventor when he entered
and found it was Pinckney and not
Durant he had been shown in to see.
“I don’t want any more of your soft
talk. You talk and promise, but you
don’t do anything. I ought to have
known better than to trust you the
other day when you fooled me down
at the works with all that stuff about
giving me a chance. I felt In my
heart you weren’t going to do it; but.
like a fool, I trusted you, and this is
j what I get for it. You haven’t made
I any contract. You haven't done any-
The voice of the man had risen until
he was fairly shouting at the general
manager.
“Don’t yell like
Pinckney.
“I don’t wonder you want me to
keep quiet,” sneered the inventor.
“You ought to want me to keep quiet.”
Pinckney had regained his wits now.
He saw it was the time for diplomacy,
not force, so he put on
most ingratiating smile.
“Now, listen to me.
pleaded.
I
except
things
lhat interest me greatly, and to show
him what I think I’m going to ask him
to come to the study and continue the
conversation. I’ll leave you to enter-
tain Lieutenant Sommers If you’ll ex- ■>
cuse me.”
“Mr. Sommers was just going,” said
Frances.
“Yes,” broke in Sommers, “that bad
time when I must say good night has
arrived.”
“How much longer will you be in
Pittsburg, Mr. Sommers?” asked Du-
rant.
“Only until my gun is forged,” re-
plied the lieutenant.
Pinckney looked up in surprise.
“Oh, then you intend to remain to
see the forging of the gun yourself?” *
Sommers smiled at him.
“Is that surprising? I’m somewhat
interested, yqu know.”
“We’re glad to have you, of course,
Mr. Sommers,”, spoke up Durant. “Ev-
erything is at your service,
night, sir.”
The steel man shook hands and,
turning, started to his study. Pinck-
ney remained a moment behind.
“Of course,” he began rather cau-
tiously, “we are glad to have you, as
Mr. Durant says, Mr. Sommers, but
with your gun so well under way I
don’t see how you can possibly be of
any help to us.”
Just a slight hardening of his tone
made Pinckney’s speech mean only
too plainly, “There’s no use in your
staying, because we don’t want yon.”
But the naval man overlooked entirely
the Implication. Instead of taking of-
fense he smiled courteously.
“I had no idea of being of any help,
Mr. Pinckney. I only want to be on
hand when the tempering is done.”
“You mean at the work in the fur-
nace room?” gasped the manager.
Sommers smiled.
“That’s it exactly.”
Pinckney was beginning to lose his
temper.
“May I ask why?” he said sharply.
Sommers continued to smile.
“Only to be sure it is properly done,"
be explained.
Frances was standing by, watchingthe
men and in her mind comparing them.
She saw Pinckney, big, aggressive,
strong, an iron man, used to overriding
all who opposed him. now matched
and held by this quiet, smiling man,
whose coolness and evident pliant
strength reminded her more than any-
thing else cf the finest tempered steel,
tough, elastic, unbreakable, that out-
lasts iron every time. Now Pinckney
was losing more of his temper,
(To be continued.)
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CHAPTER V.
HONEST MAN AN© KNAVE.
WISH to talk to you, Edward,”
began Mr. Durant. His manner
was serious, and Pinckney, who
had known him so long, realized
that he was seriously put out about
something. At such times there was
only one way to handle the steel mag-
nate—that way was absolute obedience
and prompt replies to his questions.
Pinckney became all attention at once.
“Yes, sir. ' What is it?” he asked.
Durant consulted the paper in his
hand.
“The royalty on this Rhinestrom
gun,” he asked—“am I correctly in-
formed about it?”
“How much did you think it was?”
asked the manager.
“According to the papers, we pay a
royalty of $6,000 for every gun
inches or under and $1,000 an inch ex-
tra for every one over six. So for
these twelve inch guns we are to forge
we must pay $12,000 each."
“That’s correct, sir,” said Pinckney.
“It’s too much,” declared the steel
magnate sharply.
His manager ventured a protesting
gesture.
“I wrote you,’*
he said, “and cabled
you before I signed the contract It
was too risky waiting until your re-
turn.”
“I don’t see why,” exclaimed Du-
rant impatiently. “I think you’ve
made a mistake this time, Edward—a
grave mistake. That royalty I consider
outrageous.”
The manager had to make a fight
“I’m very sorry, sir,” he said apolo-
getically, “but you know I have your
kiterest at heart, and it seemed to me
the only thing that could be done. You
have trusted my •judgment. I had
exercise it The government liked, this
gun, and it meant an order that will
keep us busy for a year. If we con-
trolled the patents they were obliged
to give us the contracts. There was
no competition, you see, and then our
price to the government leaves us a
very fair profit even after this big roy-
alty is paid.”
Durant shook his head.
“Penny wise, pound foolish, I think
it, Edward. To make a profit we have
to charge the government a tremen-
dous price that doesn’t help our future
business. It will give us a black eye
when we want work next time.”
“Well, I’m sorry, sir,” said Pinckney
apologetically. “I was working only
for the best. 1 wanted to insure our
contract with the government. As it
is, you see, we do not begin work for
two months, and there’ll be a lot of
wire pulling and hauling first.”
Durant nodded.
“Yes, if they find a gun they like
better they can countermand our or-
der.”
Pinckney hesitated. He felt he had
to go cautiously, but it would not do
to let Mr. Durant guess his hand.
“Yes,” he said slowly, “this fellow
Sommers is here to have a gun forged
that he’s invented. He’s got some pull
at Washington, I’m certain of that.”
“Don’t see what difference that
makes,” replied the steel man,
“Oh,” protested the manager, “sup-
pose after they test the Sommers gun
they give it preference ever the Rhine-
strom gun and countermand our or-
der.”
Durant nodded, pleased.
“I wish they would,” he said. “We
could still get the business and not
gouge the government. Sommers is an
officer in the navy and can claim no
royalty. It would reduce the cost of.
every twelve inch gun $12,000.”
Pinckney bowed in agreement, then
suggested:
“You are partly right, Mr. Durant,
but if they took his gun there would,
be no certainty about our getting the
order. We would have to compete in
the open, and some one might under-
bid us.”
“We can’t help that,” replied his
chief. “Is Sommers’ gun better than
ours ?”
Pinckney looked up indignantly.
“Of course not,” he exclaimed, “but
Sommers has influence, and I do not
trust him I think he’d be capable of
any dirty trick to have our gun turned
down.”
Durant laid his hand on the young
manager’s arm in kindly fashion.
“Now, now, Edward,” he said mean-
ingly. “I like your enthusiasm; it’s
good for the business, but you must
not let your enthusiasm lead you to
foolish hatred. This young Sommers
seems to me to be a very decent sort
of young fellow. I never saw him be-
fore tonight, but I was quite favorably
impressed. Frances also seems to like
him very much.”
“So you’ve noticed that, too, have
you?” sneered the manager.
Frances’ father looked up sharply.
“Yes; have you?” be asked.
Again Pinckney hesitated. It was
time for careful work now. He could
not afford to make an open rupture or
say anything about a direct explana-
tion, so he began using all his diplo-
macy, suggesting by look and gesture
FORTl’-THREE HUNDRED SALOONS.
This Is Present Number in Texas Says
v Comptroller.
Special to The Tribune.
Austin, Tex., Jan. 8.—The comp-
troller’s department has practically
completed the list showing the num-
ber of saloons in. Texas, which shows
that there are approximately 4,300,
which is a slight increase over last
year. All of the larger cities in Texas
have gone the limit in the number of
saloon permits based on the population.
The list shows Dallas has 223 saloons,
Fort Worth 224, Houston 375, San An-
tonio 378 and Galveston 175.
"You'll be nere ror tne rorgingf- she
asked.
“Of course,” he replied. “I’ll be
down in the works superintending as
much as I can.”
“And I,” murmured the girl, half to
herself, “will be up here waiting ea-
gerly, anxiously, watching for you to
come with the news that everything
has gone right. Oh, what a pity it is
that you should invent this gun and
not get anything for your brains and
your labor!”
He shook his head, smiling.
“No,” he said; “it’s right That’s
part of the contract I made with Uncle
Sam when he took me in at Annapolis.
He educated me, gave me the chance
to work, and I promised to devote my
life to him.
“We’re all merely cogs in the big
machine, Miss Durant we fellows
from Annapolis and West Point, cogs
!n the machine that makes the flag,
and the flag’s the biggest thing to us,
you know. It’s hard sometimes, fear-
fully hard. We have to give up a lot
But It’s duty, and duty is what we
must think of.”
The girl had been looking at him, ad-
miration and just a hint of something
more showing in her face.
“Yes,” she said at' last; “after all,
you men of the navy and the army are
the real patriots working for your
teountry. You seem to be about the
only ones who do any real sacrificing. ~
Then her voice became more earnest
“But I don’t see why you should sac-
rifice everything.”
The man laughed somewhat grimly.
“That’s just it, you see,” he said.
“We try not to sacrifice everything.
We always try not to sacrifice our self
respect, I think.” t
“Self respect, fiddlesticks’ It isn’t
self respect men won’t sacrifice,” she
snapped. “It’s generally selfishness.
Oh, how you men do love to fool ■ thing but run ahead and perfect the
You step back and stand j patents, and now 1 am entirely at your
mercy. I’m going to fool you. I’m
going to put it up to the old man.
He’s on the level anyhow., He’ll give
me a chance and a little' reputation
even if he doesn’t give me the money.
I’m
Nine billion dollars worth of agri-
cultural exports in 10 years is going
some, and Galveston did her share of
handling this vast business.
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increased the human appe-
the cost of food simultan-
which otherwise would have been in-
sufficient to meet current demands.
The public school fund is today the
richer by many hundreds of thousands
of dollars on account of lands belong-
ing to that sacred fund which had been
appropriated and which would have
been lost to the school children of this
and future generations but for his
prompt and efficient action.
All of the oratory and political in-
trigues which can be brought to bear
by any of his opponents can not offset
this brilliant record of five years’ dili-
gent service. The people of Texas are
going to reward the man who has vin-
dicated their interests with the office
of governor. While Texas receives
from him with one hand his unsullied
commission as attorney general, she is
holding out to him with the other the
commission of governor of the state.
if you’ll only give me a cnance.”
“After what you said the other day?”
sneered the other.
“And I’ve done it,” snapped Pinck-
ney.
“You’ve done it?”
The general manager nodded.
, “Exactly,” he said. “The contract
between Wilhelm Rhinestrom and the
Durant steel works has been drawn
up, signed by Rhinestrom and by me
for the Durant steel works, but only
waits for the approval of Mr. Durant,
and I’ll get that tonight.”
“Rhinestrom signed it!” gasped
Marsh. “How could Rhinestrom sign
it when there isn’t any Rhinestrom?”
Pinckney looked at him pityingly.
“What do you care who signed it
for Rhinestrom if you get the money?”
he said. “The name on the contract
is ■ Wilhelm Rhinestrom.”
“You forged that name!” gasped
Marsh.
“Shut up!” snapped the other. “Don’t
be a fool! You can’t forge a man’s
name if the man doesn’t exist. Now
take your money and be satisfied.
Leave it to me. I’m your friend. I’m
proving myself your friend, and here
you go ahead and kick up a fuss and
risk the whole thing. I’ve taken a
tlittle risk myself to put this thing
through and give you a square deal,
and this is what you do in the way
of gratitude. Now, aren’t you ashamed
of yourself?”
Marsh looked at the manager apolo-
getically.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Pinckney,” he said.
“I’m always playing the fool, it seems.
You’ve been a good friend of mine,
sir. and I want to thank you for help-
ing me out. I’ll be grateful. I won’t
make any trouble. I’ll shut up.”
Pinckney slapped the old man on
the back almost affectionately.
“That’s all right. Marsh,” he said.
"I realize you don’t know anything in
the world about business, realize that
thoroughly, and I’m acting in this
manner for the good of all. Now, you
trust me. With this order we have
from the government—it ought to keep
us busy for a year—you’ll be
You’ll have a fortune, but if it
known who was the inventor
get nothing. You see that?”
Marsh nodded.
“I understand, sir.”
“All right, Marsh. Then be good,”
advised the manager. “Now you’d bet-
ter co ”
The little man had got almost to the
door when he paused and turned back.
“Just one thing more, Mr. Pinck-
ney.”
“Well?” said Pinckney impatiently.
“It’s about the casting of the Som-
mers gun tomorrow.”
“What about it?’ asked the manager
sharply.
Marsh hesitated.
“It’s just this, sir. I understand that
you’re going to put Smith in charge of
the works. You know what sort of a
fellow Smith is?”
“Smith is a good man,” said Pinck-
ney sternly. “Don’t criticise fellow
employees, Marsh. I am responsible,
and I know what I’m dojng.”
Still the little man, honest at heart,
felt compelled to protest.
“Smith has been drinking for several
days, sir, and he’s already ugly. The
last time he was charged with impor-
tant work he ruined the gun and cost
us a lot of money, besides throwing
and hurting one of the men.
“Now, Sommers, I understand, in-
tends to be down at the works to su-
perintend forging these guns. If he
and Smith get together there’ll be trou-
ble and the gun may be ruined, and
that will cost us a lot more money.”
Pinckney looked at him with a sneer.
“Seems to me, Marsh,” he said, “that
the inventor of the Rhinestrom gun is
taking an awful interest in the gun of
his rival. What do you want to do—
manage the business yourself and spoil
Sommers’ gun?”
“Mr. Pinckney,” exclaimed Marsh in-
dignantly. “you haven’t any right to
talk that wav to me. I was telling you
Marsh,” he
“You’re up in the air with
this because you’ve got an entirely
wrong idea of me. Ever since that
accident you’ve acted as if 1 were to
Beaumont Journal.
Robert Vance Davidson has given
back into the hands of the people of
Texas the commission of attorney gen-
eral of the state, which was intrusted
to him five years ago, with a record of
faithful and efficient service such as k
credited to few.
As a result of his administration the
ability of a sovereign state to control
corporate offenders is demonstrated.
Davidson, by thus vindicating the dig-
nity and ability of the state, has done
more than any other man to prevent a
further encroachment upon state rights
and local self-government by establish-
ing the. fact that a federal law is un-
necessary to reach and punish trusts
and unlawful combinations in restraint
Prior to the notable victory
gained by the atorney general of Tex-
gained by the attorney general of Tex-
as, in every court from the district
r court of his own state to the supreme
court of the United States, several of
the states had tried unsuccessfully to
curb the activities of the great combi-
nations of capital which were ruthless-
ly. and defiantly over-riding their laws
and the rights of their people. A feel-
ing of discouragement was becoming
evident and a federal law which would
take away from the states the right tc
control corporations doing business
within their borders was being widely
discussed. Those who are jealous oi
.the rights of the states and who view
with apprehension the gradual
croachment of federal powers, feared
this additional curtailment of the pow-
ers of the states, but the apparent help-
lessness of the different states to cope
With the great aggregations of wealth
furnished strong arguments for the ad-
vocates of a federal corporation law. It
was realized that the great monopolies
and trusts, with their ability to employ
^the finest legal talent in the world, and
to incorporate in any' state they .chose,
had a great advantage in the fight with
the different state courts. It was argued
that the strong arm of the federal gov-
ernment should be invoked to control
them. «The advocates of state rights
saw that such a law would not only
gjve the federal government the right
to deal with trusts for the protection
of the people, but would also give it
the right to impose on a state any cor-
poration for any purpose that it saw
fit, regardless of the laws of the state
or of the wishes of its people. While
the public was depressed with this
sense of the helplessness of the states,
Davidson won his brilHant victory and
as a result the advocates of the reten-
tion by the states of the right to dic-
tate wxho shall and who shall not do
business within its borders has been
vindicated, and the strongest argument
of the advocates of a federal corpora-
tion act has been destroyed. Davidson
has thus struck the greatest blow in
recent years in. defense and justification
of the rights of the different states of
the union as opposed to the powers of
the federal government.
As another result of this victory a
heavy deficit in the state treasury has
been averted. Without the fines and
penalties which he has collected and
paid into the state treasury there would
either have been an increase in the tax
Tate or the state would have been fa-
cing a great deficit in its revenues.
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