he Paninf>' of Class Z^3£12- Book. -A^^l^^ COBfRIGHT DEPOSnv iqiO "# The Parting of the Ways A DRAMA IN FOUR ACTS BY OSBORN RENNIE LAMB WHO HATH NOT, WITH FAITH'S STRONG BOW, SHOT FORTH AN ARROW WINGED WITH HOPE, AND THOUGH THE VENTURE MISSED THE MARK, YET FOLLOWED ON,— AND THEN STOOD DOUBTING-AT THE PARTIN(i OF THE WAYS. PUBLISHED BY THE AUTHOR 356 W. 22d ST.. NEW YORK. COPYRIGHT 1910. By OSBORN RENNIE LAMB DRAMATIC RIGHTS AND RIGHT OF TRANSLATION RESERVED. CCI.D 2M\il') ri CHAKACTEES. MEN. John Rodman, President of "The Amalgamated Steel & Iron Co." Ralph Morton, Froprietor of the old banking firm of R. Morton & Sons. John Arnold, a director of "The Amalgamated Steel & Iron Co.'' Prof. Wilmer Stratton, a friend and advisor of Ralph Morton. Fred'k Thompson, M.D., a friend of Prof. Stratton and the Mortons. Reginald Rodman, son of Jolin Rodman, and not such a fool as he looks. George Wendham, Private Secretary and confident of John Rodman. Thomas Crane, Chief of the Secret Service of Rodman & Co. Richard Pitt, an agent of the Secret Service of Rod- man & Co. William Hunt, an old and faithful employee of Rod- man & Co. George Raymond, Attendant of the hanking firm of R. Morton & Sons. Bob, a Page in the office of John Rodman. Henry Benson, James Bryce, Executive staff of "The Standard John Hall, of the People." Fred'k Saunders, Andrew Dawson, Employees of "The Standard of Sam'l Scragg, the People." Operator, j-r •, 7 T.r. , ^, T, ' United Wireless Co. Postman, "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" David Chamberlain, T ITT ' Directors of "The Amalgamated John Watts, ov ? ^ t n '^ n -D oteel & Iron Co. Cyrus Brandt, Benjamin Hardman, WOMEN. Mrs. Richard Morton, Mother of Ralph Morton. Agnes Hampton, Ward of John Rodman. Marie, Mrs. Morton's faithful English maid. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS." Act. I. The Quarrel Between John Rodman and Ralph Morton. Act 11. The Ruin of Ralph Morton, and His Awakening. Act III. The Battle of the Proxies. Rodman's Defeat. Act IV. The Redemption of Rodman. ACT I. Scene. The splendid offices of John Kodman k Company, Wall Street, New York. The room shown is the main reception room, to ivhich everybody of im- portance is admitted. It is entered at Back Centre by two double glazed doors, upon which the name John Bodman & Co., Bankers, appears in gold let- ters. Beyond these double glazed doors are other glazed partitions, showing other offices. On right and left of reception room are offices separated by glazed partitions, which are entered by single glazed doors. The office right discloses clerks at their desks, but the room left is shut off from view by a handsome damask curtain. The furniture and other fixtures of the reception room are of the sumptuous order noiv used by large corporations. Time. Nine o'clock in the morning of the autumn of 1903. The electric lights are still burning in the offices, right, but daylight is seen through the double doors centre back, and also through the partition of Directors' Boom, left, partly hidden by a da- mask curtain. Discovered. Hunt, an old and faithful employee, is standing in front of the double doors, whilst Mr. George Wendham, private secretary to John Eodman, is busily occupied at a large table desk, right. A page, a young boy of about fourteen years of age, stands beside Mr. Wendham's desk. This boy is attired in a blue suit, roundabout jacket with brass buttons, and has an alert air and a full apprecia- tion of the dignity of his position. A spirit of activity marks the opening scenes. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS'' 7 Wendham. Hunt. Hunt. Yes, sir. Wendtiam. Take these books into the directors' room, and see that everything is made ready for the meeting before the directors arrive. Hurry ! ! Hunt. Incomes doiDii and takes the hooks offered him. saijing as he does so.] You have forgotten ]\Ir. Rodman's pen and ink, sir. Wendham. Oh ! no, I haven't. Here it is. [He hands liim a gold pen and an old-fashioned ink stand.'] I have not been Mr. Eodman's secretary for ten years, not to know what he wants. Hunt. [Gives a nod of approval and passes into Directors' Boom L., while Wendham resumes It is duties at his desk.] Wendham. [Observing some papers lie has overlooked, hands them to the page and says.] Here, boy; take these papers into Hunt. [The page takes the papers and enters Directors' Room L.] Enter Thomas Crane. [He comes in tJirough the double doors unannounced and walks toivard Wendham, whom he observes busily occupied. Crane is a typical detective, sharp ' and alert, and is plainly attired in a gray sack suit. He stands an instant.] 8 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Wendham. {Stofs, holes up and smjs.] Ah! Good morning, Crane. Crane. [Preoccupied, licit in hand.] Good morning. [Pause.} Has Mr. Eodman come down yet ? Wendham. No, not yet. Crane. [Regarding his watch.] Nine o'clock. Wendham. I expect him any moment, though. Crane. Then 1"11 wait and make my report to him. Wendham. Very good. I liope you tokl the directors to be on time? This is an important meeting. CRiVNE. I did, sir. Oh! they know that Mr. Eodman never sends a call by the chief of his secret service unless there's something doing. Wendham. Of course. Of course. [Crane passes R., fal-cs a chair and seats him- self.] [Enter a Clerk from office R.] Clerk. [Advances and hands Mr. Wendham a list of names covering several pages of paper.] Is this the list you wish, sir? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 9 Wexdham. l^Lools at it and says angrily.^ Confound it, no. 1 want the names of the registered stockholders of The Amalgamated Comj^any. [ForcefuUy.l The Amalga- mated Steel and Iron Company. Do you understand? Cleek. [Blanl-Iy.] Eh! Wendham. Oh ! hang it ! I'll get it myself ; we have no time to lose. [Tlie Clerk^ mucli crestfallen, re-enters the office Hunt. [Comes out of the Directors' Boom L., advances toward the double doors C. 5.] Wendham. [Rising.^ Show the directors in as soon as they ar- rive, Hunt. Hunt. [Nods in assent, passes to double doors and looJcs out, saying.^ Why, they are coming now, sir. [Exit Hunt.] Wendham. [Passing toward office R.] Good! [As he is about to enter he stops and says to Crane.] See that no one but the directors enter that room. [Pointing L.] You know them all. Crane. [Rising.^ Yes, sir. [Wendham enters office R.] Enter The Directors. [David Chamberlin and Walter Heddon enter, arm in arm. Chamberlin is a director of the young lo "THE PARTING OF THE IV AYS" and dashing type. Heddon, the self-satisfied and unbending. Craxe hows to them as they enter, saying.'] Crane. Good morning, gentlemen. Chamberlin, [^Nervously.] I hope we are on time. Crane. You are the first to arrive, sir. [He crosses and holds the door of D. B. open, saying.] Walk in. [They enter D. R. L.] [John Watts notv enters. lie is a little old man, dressed in a shabby suit ivith a green baize bag on his right arm, and an old umbrella under his left. He comes down unsteadily and meets Crane, say- ing in a feeble voice.] Watts. Am I on time, Mr. Crane? Crane. Yes, Mr. Watts. Watts. [Lool-ing about.] Where's Eodman? Crane. He hasn't arrived yet. sir. Watts. Then why did he call ns down so early? Crane. The meeting is an important one, sir. Watts. Then there's a big deal on? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" n Crane. Yes. Watts. He, he, he I I knew it. [roinpously.'] Well, as president of The South Western Trust Compan}-, I am prepared to participate in any deal that will make money for us. [Confidentially.'] Rodman and I have floated a lot of companies together. Crane. I know that. sir. Watts. lie, he. he I And I'll tell you this, Crane ; we under- stand each other. He, he, he ! He's my sort. Business is business with us. Crane. Quite right, sir. [lie holds the door of D. R. open and says.] Walk in. Watts. [Advances unsteadily, and as he enters says in an aside.'] A big deal on and he needs me. He, he, he ! [Exit John Watts. He enters D. R. L.] [Cyrus Brandt and Benjamin Hardman noiu come in. Brandt is a director of the astute and legal type. Hardman of the hard and unhending, aristocratic class.] Brandt. [To Crane.] HaAT all the directors arrived, Crane? Crane. Xo, 'My. Brandt. Mr. Arnold has not come down yet? Brandt. [To Hardman.] He's always late. 12 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Crane. \^Opens the door D. R. and they enter.'] Exeunt Brandt and Hardman D. R.] Enter Eeginald Eodman. [He is a young man of about tiventy-one years of age, faultlessly attired in the style of the day. He en- ters leisurely and vjalJcs toivard the directors' Room.] Crane. [Seeing that Eeginald intends to enter the Directors' Room, says.] You can't go in there, sir. Eeginald. [Coolly.] Why not? Crane. Those are my orders. Eeginald. But I'm Eeginald Eodman. Crane. I know that, sir. [Pause.] But you are not a director, are you? Eeginald. No. Crane. Well, I can't allow you to go in there. They are hold- ing a meeting. Eeginald. [Somewhat rebuffed.] Ah ! [He saunters off to centre stage, turns and says nonchalantly.] I suppose you know there's a big deal on to-day ? Crane. [Nods in assent.] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 13 Eeginald. Well, I'm convinced it's the largest and safest the governor has ever manipulated. Crane. Did 3-onr father tell you so: Eeginald. Oh, no ; he would not be likely to do that. He thinks I'm a fool. But I'll shoAV him some day that I'm not such a fool as he thinks. Crane. [Bcganls hijii cynically.^ Eh? Eeginald. [Now speaks earnestly and rapidly.'l Crane, I tell you, this whole Wall Street game is as crooked as a Faro Banlv. Yes, it is, and there's only one way to win out. Crane. [Taunt inyly.] What's that? Eeginald. To l)et on a sure thiug. Crane. Oh! Eeginald. The governor never puts up a dollar until he has a sure thing. Crane. Indeed ? Eeginald. Yes. and if T could get in there, I think I could get a tip that would l^e worth a fortune. 14 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Crane. Well, you can't go in. Reginald. \_Aitemi)ts to pass Crane.] Oh, nonsense. Crane. {Prevents Mm by standing directly in front of the door.'\ Come, come, young man. None of that. Eeginald. {Seeing that lie is foiled, says jjetuhintly.] Damn it. I'll get the information in spite of you. [He then ivalhs to centre stage, and suppressing liis anger, says coolly.^ Will you be kind enough to step in and ask Mr. John Arnold to come out to see me ? Crane. Mr. i^rnold has not arrived yet, sir. Eeginald. {Gives a slight start, recovers himself and then says.^ So much the better. {He passes toward the double doors, stops an instant, turns and says calmly. 1 When the governor comes in tell him I want to see him. Crane. Very well, sir. [Eeginald passes rapidly out C. B. E. As Eeginald exits by ike vestibule going out L., Hunt comes out of the Directors' Room, fol- lowed by the Page, carrying some law books. Hunt goes to the double doors hack centre, looks out at Eeginald, who has passed out L.. then turns, looks down the vestibule E. and re- "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS' 15 turns. The Page is occupied arranging the hooks on Mr. Wendiiam's desk when Hunt re-efiters.^ HUXT. [To Page.] Get busy there, the okl man is coming. Page. Ain't I bus}'? [He arranges the papers on the desk.^ Hunt. You'll stand watching, just the same. Page. Oh I I earn my salary all right. Hunt. You kid, you don't know what work is yet. Page. Don't I ? Hunt. No! Enter John Eodman. [He comes in through the vestibule 7?. and passes rap- idly through the double doors B. C. Eodman is a powerful man, over six feet in heighth, probably fifty years of age and of a most commanding pres- ence. His hair is iron grey, and he speaks in a sharp, quick authoritative manner that commands attention.'] Eodman. Wendham, AYcndham ! "Where's AVendham ? Hunt. He's in there, sir. [Pointing to office 7?.] Hell be back in a moment. i6 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Rodman. Tell him I'm here, will joii? [To Page.] Here, Bob ! Page. \Comes over, stands in a soldierly fashion, awaiting orders.^ EODMAN. Here, take this in to the Cashier. [iJc hands him a letter.'] [Hunt passes into the offices R. The Page passes out through double doors and off through the vestibule L.] [Crane arises and comes toward Eodman.] EODMAN. [Recognizing Crane.] Oh! is that yon, Crane? What report? Crane. Every director is here except Mr. Arnold, sir. Eodman. Good, that was quick work. Crane. Thank you, sir. Eodman. "Wliat report have you on The Loyalty Trust Co. ? Crane. \Iianding him a packet of papers.'] Here it is. Eodman. And the Alliance Eefining Co. ? Crane. Here, sir. [He hands him another packet of papers.] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 17 EODMAN. [Regards ilic packet.'] You have secured some valu- able information this time, Crane. Crane. They will do well to accede to your terms. EODMAX. Yes, if they don't come to terms now, we'll crush them. Anything else to report? Crane. No, not at present, sir. EODMAN. How long have you been in our service. Crane? Crane. Over twenty-five years. EODMAN. Do you remember what a fuss our directors made when I insisted on organizing this Secret Service De- partment ? Crane. Yes, sir, I do. Rodman. Do you think there is a secret service in any of the capitals of Europe, the equal of ours ? Crane. I am sure there is not ; we have the best staff in the world. Rodman. Well, I am determined that it shall remain so. It costs a lot, but what of that? Give me accurate infor- mation regarding a competitor, and I'll beat him out every time — every time. i8 • -THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Crane. Quite right, sir. Can I lie of aii}^ further service now ? EODMAN. [Kindhj.'] Xo. if I need you, I'll call you up. Crane. \_Goinv"ald. Yes, sir. EODMAN. Have you spent the money I gave you last week? Reginald. [Shceinslihj.l Yes, sir. Rodman. Humph ! What time did you come home last night? Reginald. I don't know. Rodman. Well, T do ; it was two o'clock in the morning. [Regi- nald does not reply, hut taps his toe ivith his cane.^ What kept you out so late ? Reginald. I was at the cluh. Rodman. Oh! poker and high balls, as usual, eh? [Reginald does not reply.'] Have you your trunk packed for col- lege? "THE PARTING OF THE JVAYS" 27 Eeginald. Xot yet, sir. Rodman. [Surprisol] What ! ! Eeginald. I was ]iO|)ing you might change your mind. EODMAN. Well. I liavent. Xo, no; go haclc; you may learii enough to keep you out of jail. Eeginald. But. father, I've told you I liave no taste whatever for law. BODilAN. Perhaps not, but you'll have to know something about it before I'll take you in. There are many shoals and quicksands in this business, and if we cannot sail over them we must get some one to pilot us around them. [In a Tcinder ione.'\ There, I knew you would agree with me. Brace up, Eeggie. Go back and take your degree. When you have done that, I'll l^e able to use you. {Slapping liim on the shoulder. ~\ Ha, then I'll teach you high finance. Eeginald. [Smiluui.'] High finance? EODMAN. Yes — liigli finance. Business is no longer conducted as it was thirty years ago. Eeginald. [Lauijhs.'] Ha, ha, ha ! 28 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. Then it's imclerstood you'll leave for Yale to-morrow ? Reginald. {^Sullenly .'] Yes. Rodman. Good! [//c starts toward the Directors' Room.^ Reginald. But, dad, you've forgotten my check. Rodman. [Stops, gives a looh of reproach, then crosses to Wendham's desk and hurriedly fills out a check, ivhiclb he hands Reginald^ saying.'] There — don't waste it. for you'll not get another cent out of me for three months. [Reginald takes the check and looks at it con- temptuously.] Re-enter Wendham from Directors' Room L. [ile crosses to Rodman and says politely.] Wendham. The directors are waiting, sir. Here's the list. [He hands him a long list of names on a folio of paper.] Rodman. [Takes the list, then says to Reginald.] Good-by, Reggie. Reginald. [Sullenly.] Good-by. [He starts toward the double doors, intently looking at the check, then says in an aside.] That might have done thirt}'' years ago. It's not — much to-day. [He jycsses out. Exit Reginald."] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 29 EODMAN. \Crosses toivard Directors' Room, saying as lie goes.] Call me when Morton arrives, will you ? Wendham. Yes, sir. \_IIe resumes Ms duties at his desh-l [EoDMAN enters D. B. L.] Enter Dr. Frederick Thompson. [Tie is a. well-built man of about fifty-five years of age- self-reliant and ivell acquainted with the ivays of the world. He approaches Wendham's deslc and says.^ Dr. Thompson. Is Mr. Eodman in? Wendham. He is very bns}^, sir. Dr. Thompson. My business is important ; be kind enough to take him my card. [Hands him a card.'] Wendham. I fear he cannot see you now. [Reads card.'] Fred- erick Thompson, M. D. [Inquiringly.'] Are you a cus- tomer of our house ? Dr. Thompson. Xo, I am merely a friend; his family were once pa- tients of mine. Wendham. Oh, I understand — you wish to see him on some pri- vate matters. Dr. Thompson. Yes. [Wendham re-enters Directors Room L.] 30 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS'' Enter Peof. Wilmer Strattox. \He is a handsome old gentleman of about sixty years of age. His hair is gray ,and Crushed hack, dis- closing a noble forehead and classic face. He is attired in the fashion of the old school, viz., a frock coat ivith velvet collar, a black silk stock about his neck, and upon his head handsome heaver hat. He carries a flat leather hag in his left hand, and in his right an ehony cane tvith a gold head. Hunt shows him in through the double doors C. B., saying.~\ Hunt. [Politely.] Take a seat, please. Mr. Eodman's socre- tarv will be back in a moment. [Exit Huxt — lie retires C. 5.] Dr. Thompsok. [TF/«o has been standing L., now recognizes Prof. Stratton, and in surprise advances toward him, say- ing.'] Why, Stratton, what in the world brings you here ? Prof. Strattox. [Someirhat embarrassed.] I — eh — I came to see Mr. Rodman. Dr. Tiiompsox. Humph!! Been investing in some of his securities? Prof. Strattox. [Sheepishly.] Yes. Dr. Thompsox. [Regarding him with reproach.] I thought so. [Pause.] Have you much at stake? '•THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 31 Pkof. Stkattox. [Sadlij. I Yes. [In a franlc manner.^ I've put my entire savings in liis Amalgamated stock, and I confess I'm very sorry now that I've done so. Dr. Tiiompsox. [iVot/s in assent.] Prof. Strattox. I've just heard some very disquieting rumors. Dr. Tiiompsox. So have I. That's why I'm here. Prof. Strattox. [Surprised.] Indeed. Dr. Thompsox. Personally, I have no interest in the company, but many of my patients have — and I've determined to pro- tect them. Prof. Strattox'. -Aye? How? Dr. Thompsox'. By demanding the truth from John Rodman himself. Prof. Strattox". [Surprised.] Surely you do not doubt the Company's solidity. The last report was very reassuring. Dr. Thompsox'. Very true. But there have been some persistent ru- mors regarding the coming quarterly dividend that are not reassuring. Prof. Strattox. [Hoth/.^ Well, if these rumors prove correct I shall denounfi Eodman in my paper. 2,2 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Dr. Thompson. Ha, ha, ha ! You don't imagine he fears anything you may print in '•The Standard"? Prof. Stratton. Why not ? Dr. Thompson. Wliat ! ! with its circulation of a few thousand ? Prof. Stratton, Oh, I'll admit it's a small affair, but it has converted a few men to honest business methods already. Dr. Thompson. I hope it may convert others. But at present. [Re-enter Wendham from Directors' Room L.] Wendtiam. [To Dr. Thompson.] Mr. Rodman is very busy, sir; he is attending a directors' meeting. Could you not call again? Dr. Thompson. [Regards Prof. Stratton Imoivinejly, hut does not speak.^ Prof. Stratton. [To Wendham.] Will you be kind enough to take him my card? I think he will see me. You know I am a friend of Mr. Morton. I shall not detain him long. Wendham. [Takes Ms card.] Be seated, gentlemen; I shall try again, [Exit Wendham — he re-enters Directors' Room />.] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 2,2> Dr. Thompson". \}\'itli determination.'] Stratton, we shall wait. If he does not see ns now, it will be because he doesn't wish to. Prof. Stratton. {^Crosses to the door of the Directors' Room L., lis- tens an instant and then returns to Dr. Thompson.] The meeting is not an amiable one. There is evidently a big deal on. [Both Dr. Thompson and Prof. Stratton take a chair and seat themselves left centre. When they are seated. Dr. Thompsonn sa?/s.] Dr. Thompson. Tell me, Stratton, how did you ever come to invest in this Amalgamated stock ? Prof. Stratton. When I heard that Eichard Morton & Sons had been appointed the brokers of the company I went to Ralph and asked his advice. Dr. Thompson. And what did he say? Prof. Stratton. He advised me to invest while it was yet at par, and assured me that it would be a conservative six per cent, investment. Dr. Thompson. Then, if that is the case, there is no need for ns to worry about the matter. Prof. Stratton. [Uneasily.'] Well, not exactly! Hearing this rumor about the reduction of the coming dividend, I went to Ralph again and asked him what it meant. 34 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Dk. Tijompsox. And wliat did he say? Prof. Strattox. He appeared mucli worried and told me that some one was selling the stock short. Dr. Thompsox. Ah ! ha : ! Prof. Strattox. Then he advised me to come at once to Mr. Eodman and learn from him the exact condition of aifairs. Dr. Thompsox. Did that not strike you as extraordinary? You, an old friend, are sent to learn the truth or falsity of a rumor, regarding the dividend of a stock that Morton himself has assured you to be a conservative six per cent, investment? Prof. Strattox^. I confess I was surprised, but I know Ealph too well to hesitate — and here I am [With determination] and here I shall remain until I see Mr. Rodman. Dr. Thompsox. I fear your errand will be in vain. Prof. Strattox. [Surprised. 1 You mean to say that he will refuse to see me? Dr. Thompsox. Precisely ! ! [Regarding with a l-indly air of pity.'\ My dear Professor, as an editorial Avriter, you are su- perb, and enjoy the respect of the Press, but in this writhing, seething Avorld of high finance, you are a mere infant in arms. "THE PARTING OP THE WAYS" 35 Prof. Stkattox. But Dr. Thompson. Oh, don't misunderstand me; I am not reproaching you; you are neither better nor worse than those poor deluded patients of mine who have risked their little all in this venture — risked it for what ? Wh}-, for a paltry dividend that may or may not be paid as the directors elect. Prof, Stratton. But, Thompson, isn't it the earning capacity of a company that insures its dividend? Dr. Thompson. \Forc\hly.l^ No, not at all. How many companies have earned fortunes for their stockholders, only to see these vast sums distributed in salaries and expenses among a small clique of grafters? Prof. Stratton. But surely that is contrar}- to justice and to law. Dr. Thompson. The men who direct these enterprises do not worry much about justice, and as for the law, they fear it less than you imagine. Prof. Stratton. The law exists, nevertheless. Dr. Thompson. Yes, and is evaded every day. Have you never heard of a dividend being paid from principle? That is con- trary to law, is it not ? Prof. Stratton. I believe so. 36 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Dr. Thompson. Well, did you ever hear of a board of directors being convicted for such an act? [Pause. Prof. Stkatton does not reply.'] No, you will not be likely to. You say that your friend, Ralph Morton, advised you to in- vest in Amalgamated. What assurance did he give you that it would pay its dividend? Prof. Stratton. [Much disconcerted.] I had no right to ask a guaran- tee from him. Indeed ? Dr. Thompson. Prof. Stratton. [Excitedly.'] I will never believe that Ealph deceived me. Why should he? I am his old friend; he knew that I was investing the savings of a lifetime. He him- self is a very large holder of the stock. No; he would never have advised me to invest, unless he had honestly believed in the solidity of the Company. Dr. Thompson. But why should he be more conscientious than the men who employ him ? [He arises and replaces his chair.] Prof. Stratton. [In anger also arises, and slam,s his chair bach in its former position.] That will do, Thompson. I have listened to you very patiently, but I will not hear a word against my friend ; I knew his father and admired him as a banker of the old school ; Ralph is his father's son. I will risk every dollar I have in the world upon his integrity. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 37 Dr. Thompson. I do not wish to impugn his integrity, for I, too, am his friend, but I ask you frankly if you consider the firm of Richard Morton & Sons to be the conservative institu- tion it was when his father directed its affairs? Prof. Stratton. [Much affected, does not reply.'] Dr. Thompson. You do not answer me? [Pauses.] You cannot, for you know in your heart that Morton departed from tlie traditions of his father the day he allied himself with John Eodman's powerful group of financiers. Prof. Stratton. I confess I have regarded Ralph's alliance with John Rodman with great apprehension. Dr. Thompson. And well you may, my dear friend, for one of two things must happen. Either Morton must become the subservient tool of this arrogant group of men, or be crushed by them. In matters of business they have no scruples. They fear neither God nor the devil. Prof. Stratton. [Pathetically.] No! No! Dr. Thompson. Yes, and if Ralph stands in their way, he'll go down in defeat as sure as there's a sun in heaven. Prof. Stratton. [Who has become very nervous during this conversa- tion.] Oh, Thompson, I wish we were well out of this. 38 ''THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" We miist see Eodman. He will surely give us some as- surance. [Walking up and down.'] If he would only see us for a moment, we could settle this matter once and for all. [Be-enter Wendham from the Directors' Room.'] Prof. Stratton. [Advances politely toward him, his face expressing his anxiety.] Wendham. I am sorry, gentlemen. ^Mr. Eodman cannot see you to-day. He is too busy. Prof. Stratton. [Incrednlously.] Did you tell him that I would only detain him for a moment? Wendham. I did. Prof. Stratton. Are you quite sure he remembered my name? Wendham. Yes. I told him you were a friend of Mr. Moi-ton. [He passes to his desk and resumes his duties.] Dr. Thompson. There, Stratton ; you have your answer. [Regarding his tvatch.] It is ten o'clock; we had best be going; there is work ahead for me. Prof. Stratton. What do you intend to do ? Dr. Thompson. To advise every one of my friends to sell their stock. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 39 Prof. Sthatton. But in advising thorn to do this, you may be playing into the liands of liodman. Dr. Tiiompsox. This is not a time for argument, but for aetion; Strat- ton, you had best sell out and get elear of this Avhole hellish business. Prof. Strattox. No, no; I cannot .do that until I have seen Ralph. Dr. Thompson. Then you had best see him at once. I'm off. Prof. Strattox. I shall go directly to his office. [Exeunt Djj. Thompson and Prof. Strattox ui a hasty and unceremonions manner, C. i?.] Enter Mrs. Richard Morton and Agnes Hampton. [Mrs. Morton is an extremely siveet and attractive old lady of perliafs sixty-five years of age. Her hair is slightly tinged with gray, and as she enters, it is evident at a glance that she is an aristocrat of the old school. She is elegantly attired in black and is accompanied by Agnes Hampton., the ivurd of John Rodman. Agnes Hampton is a very pretty and intelligent young lady, twenty-two or three years of age, romantic and impulsive, yet with a saving fund of common sense. She is beautifully attired in a cloth suit and carries herself ivith grace and dignity. HrxT holds the door open as they enter and says.A^ 40 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Hunt. I doubt if Mr. Eodman can see you, Miss Hampton. There's a directors' meeting on. Agnes. - j Then I suppose my business will have to wait. ' Hunt. If you insist I will tell him you are here. Agnes. Xo, do not disturb him. {Pauses.'] Do you think the meeting will be a long one ? Hunt. I don't know, Miss. Agnes. Well, when Mr. Eodman is at liberty, will you ask him to come over to Mr. Morton's office ? Auntie and I are on our way there now Hunt. I will. Mrs. Morton. Do you know if my son is at the meeting? Hunt. Mr. Morton has not come in yet ; we expect him any moment. Mrs. Morton. In that case we shall wait. Hunt. [Offering Mrs. Morton a chair.'] Be seated. {He passes to the doom's C. B., opens them and looJcs off R.] Why, here comes Mr. Morton now. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 41 [Hunt holds the doors open, while Ealph Mor- ton enters; then he exits. Hunt exits C. B.\ Enter Ealph Morton. [^He enters hurriedly and is greatly surprised at seeing his Mother and Agnes Hampton in Eodman's office. Ealph Morton is a young man of about thirty years of age, strong, self-reliant and resource- ful. He has dark piercing eyes and is attired in a neat business suit. When he speaks, it is in a clear, resonant voice tJiat indicates a man of strong char- acter.'] Ealph. Why, Mother ! What brings you here ? Mrs. Morton. I came with Agnes. Ealph. Yes, of course — but Mrs. Morton, You seem to have forgotten that she is of age to-day. Ealph. \_Surprised.] Why, that's so. [ile advances and takes her kindly by the hand.] My hearty congratula- tions. Agnes, Oh, thank you — thank you. Ealph. To-day you are to become mistress of your own affairs. Agnes. Yes, but my guardian is too busy making millions to bother with me at present. 42 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. I know there is an important meeting on. That is wh}' I am here. I'm late now. Mrs. Morton. \^Advancing to Eai.ph.] Ealph, I shall not sleep soimdly until Mr. Eodman has transferred to Agne& every penny of her father's estate. Ealph. Snrely you do not doubt that he will? ]\Irs. Morton. I distrust his methods. Ealph. Yes. I know that, but, as Agnes' guardian, he is obliged to render an accounting. The law is very strict regarding trust funds. Mrs. Morton. Oh, no doubt; but I have always regretted that Mr. Hampton made him her guardian. Ealph. You need liave no fear, Mother. Mrs. Morton. [Sadly.^ Has John Eodman kept every promise he made you, Ealph? Ealph, [Much disconcerted.^ 1 am not prepared to say that he has, or that he has not. [Pause.] I shall know be- fore long, though. . Mrs. Morton. Ah ! I thoueht as much. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 43 Ralph. [Impatiently.'] Mother, mother, why must you con- tinually harp upon this unpleasant subject ? Mrs. Morton. Because I love you, Ralph, and because I do not wish the sterling name of our family dragged into question- able schemes for making money. Ralph. Mother! Mother!! Mrs. Morton. When your father lived, the house of Richard Mor- ton & Sons stood for honesty and integrity. Ralph. It does to-day, mother ;. you know that. Mrs. Mortox. Aye ! but can it continue to do so since you have allied yourself with John Rodman? That is the ques- tion. Ralph. [Kindly hut firmly.] Mother, please do not let us discuss this matter now. I am very busy. Go to my office and within an hour I shall meet you there. Then I will tell you exactly where I stand. Please do as I ask. [Putting liis arm around iier.] Please!! Mrs. Morton. [xirises and says to Agnes.] Come, Agnes. Ralph. There — there — that's good of you. [.4s they start toivard the double doors he says to her.] I'll see you to your carriage. 44 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Mrs. Morton. [As they go up Ealph has his arm around her, and before she reaches the door she turns and looks long- ingly up in his face, saying.'] You'll not be long, will you? Ealph. No ; I'll meet you at eleven o'clock. [^Exeunt Omnes. Ealph and Mrs. Morton pass out, C. B. E., followed by Agnes Hamp- ton.] Re-enter John Eodman. [fl'e comes hurriedly out of the Directors' Room L. in a towering rage. When he reaches centre stage he observes Wendham quietly at work at his desk, and says.l Eodman. Wendham ! That fellow Arnold is an infernal fool. An half hour ago I had him settled, but when we got in committee he nearly stampeded the meeting with his stupid amendments. Wendham. Were his motions of a serious nature, sir? Eodman. Yes. And what do you think was at the bottom of them all, sentiment, sentiment, sentiment ! [Pauses.] I've told him time and again that there was no such thing as sentiment in business. Wendham. I should think he would have learned that by this time. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 45 EODMAN. Well, he hasn't; he went on harping about integrity and old-fashioned business methods, until finally I cut him short and laid the law down to him. Wendham. I trust he will not give you any further trouble, ]\Ir. Rodman. EODMAN. Well, if he does, we shall make short shrift with him. Has Morton been in yet? Wendham. iSTo, sir. EODMAN. [Regarding his tvatch.l It is past ten o'clock. Wendham. He has probably been detained. EODMAN. [Hands him a paper.^ Have one of the clerks foot up this list and return it to me as quickly as possible? Wendham. [Takes list.l Yes, sir. EODMAN. You had best confirm the footing yourself. Wendham. [Going.'] I will bring it to you directly, sir. [Exit Wendham. He enters office J?.] Re-enter Ealph Morton. [As Ealph enters through the doidtle doors Eodman observes him and says.'] 46 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. Oh ! I'm glad to see you, Morton. I've been wait- ing some time for you. Take a seat, will you? [1\[0RT0N draws a chair leisurely over to centre stage and seats himself. Eodman" regards him an instant and then does the sanieJ] Eodman. [With affected joviaUti/.'] Well. Morton, are you go- ing to help me put this deal through? It's the largest I've ever manipulated, and there are millions in it for us. [Morton regards him coldly, hut does not reply.] Come ! ! Why can't we get together ? Our interests are mutual. Morton. [Slial-es his head doubtfully.] If our interests were the only ones at stake we could soon come to an agree- ment; you know that. Eodman. But as our agent, you must obey our orders. Morton. [Slowly.] That depends . . . Eodman. [Bhmtly.] Am I to understand, then, that you re- fuse to — take vour orders from the directors and my- self? Morton. Yes, when such orders will ruin tliousands of people who have l)ought our stock as an investment, not as a speculation. "THE PARTING OF THE jrAYS" 47 RODMAX. Ball!! AH stock transactions are speculations, no- body should know that better than you, Morton. Of course, we call them investments, but they are invest- ments of a speculative character, and he who speculates lias no reason to complain if the market goes against him. MORTOX. That is true of ordinary stock speculation, but not of the flotation of the Amalgamated Company. [He hesitates an instant, and then speals with conviction.] Rodman, I fear we have come to a parting of the ways. Rodman. [Gives him a defiant glance, and is about to speah when Ralph continues.'] Morton. Let me refresh your memory regarding the history of this great concern. Rodman. Oh, for heaven's sake, don't let us waste time in that. Morton. [Coldlih hut firmly.] It will not be wasting time, I assure you. Rodman. [Resigning himself.] Well, go on. Morton. [Draws his chair nearer Rodman and speaks rapidly and earnestly.] Rodman, I have watched every move you have made since the day you conceived the con- solidation of the companies that now compose this aioantic Steel and Iron Trust. Day 1)y day I have 48 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" watched you, I tell you — and even now I marvel that you had the courage to undertake an enterprise of such magnitude. Rodman. \_FlaUered.'] I admit it was a big undertaking. Morton. Big ! ! It is the most colossal enterprise the world has ever seen, and now that it as an accomplished fact, I can tell you without flattery that I do not believe there is another man alive M^ho could have achieved what you have done. EODMAN, Oh, I don't know about that. MOETON. But I do. Well, you secured the Steel and Iron plants, the iron mines and coke works, the necessary steamships and railways, and a hundred minor sub- sidiary companies, and forged them into the colossal Amalgamated Steel and Iron Trust with a capital of millions. Rodman. Yes, and the financial world stood aghast. Morton. Precisely ! ! ! It then became necessary to sell the stock. The stock was listed and a strong pool formed, pledged to keep it at par; flaring advertisements ap- peared, and agents were sent to the capitals of Europe to secure investors. [Pause.^ The net result of these efforts was not as satisfactory as you had hoped for? I think I may state it in that way. Rodman. Oh, put it any way you please, but come to the point. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 49 Morton. That was about a year ago,, was it not ? _ [EoDMAN nods m assent.] Morton. Well, one day you called mc up and requested an interview. If you will remember, it w^as Wednesday, October the thirteenth, a year ago. EODMAN. [Hazily.] The thirteenth? [Alert] I have forgot- ten the day. Morton. Yes, it was the thirteenth ; I recall it perfectly. Do you remember our interview on that day? EODMAN. [Evasively.] No ; how the devil can I remember all we talked about a year ago? Morton. [Firmly.] I see I shall have to refresh your mem- ory again. EODMAN. But don't forget to come to the point. Morton. [With animation.] I shall not; make no mistake about that. Well, I met you at your home. You were perfectly frank with me. and I wall render you the iustice to say that every statement you made that night regarding the value of the plants and their earning capacity, I have since confirmed and found to be cor- rect in every detail. EODMAN. True — true. 50 "THE PARTING OP THE WAYS" MOKTOX. And yet in spite of the actual success of the com- pany at that time, its stock was not eagerly sought for by tlie public. Rodman. That is correct, and that is why I asked your aid. Morton. Exactly ! ! ! and why did you seek the aid of Richard ]\Iorton & Sons, when there were many Avealthier firms near at hand? Rodman. \SUs silent and shrugs his shoulders.^ Morton. I will tell you why — you needed more actual in- vestors. Speculation in the stock was not sufficient to unload the millions of shares that remained in the treasury. You needed an old and conservative firm to put their stamp of approval upon the enterprise and dispose of the shares to investors. I do not mean specu- lative investors, as you call them, but people who would exchange their cash for the shares, and hold them for the dividend they would earn. Rodman. [Impatienily.'] Well ! Well ! Morton. I told you it could be managed provided T could as- sure the investors that the stock would be a conserva- tive six per cent, investment. Rodman. There is no necessity for us to go into details. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 51 Morton. \IIotly.'\ I beg your pai'don; there is. You gave me your word of honor, that if our firm would then aid you, you would use every effort in your power to keep it a dividend-paying stock, EODMAX. [Attempts to interrupt.'] But • Morton. Upon that assurance I offered to become the broker of the company, and its shares are now held by hun- dreds — aye, thousands of people who have invested upon ray advice. EODMAN. {^Coolly.'] But I never gave you any guarantee that the company would always pay its dividend. How could I do that? Morton. [Fiercely. 1 Good God, you don't deny that you did ? [Both men arise and confi-ont each other.'] EODMAN. How could I do that? How could I foresee what the directors might do? Morton. Because the board of directors are your puppets, and you know it. Oh, don't attempt to deny it ! EODMAN. [Savagely.'] I do deny it. Morton. Well, will you deny that the Amalgamated Company has earned four per cent, during the last quarter? 52 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS' EODMAN". [Evasively.'] I don't know Morton. You don't know? Well, I do. [Pause.] And yet in the face of this you propose a decline. EODMAX. Why not? Morton. For the last few days there have been persistent ru- mors of a decline, and I have traced them very close to this room. [Pointing to the Directors' Rooin.] EODMAN. I cannot he responsible for every rumor. Morton. Perhaps not; at any rate for the moment. I have re-established confidence, but if these rumors should be renewed, thousands of shares may be thrown upon the market and precipitate a panic. Then you will learn that it is easier to set a house on fire than it is to put it out. EODMAN. Morton, you're a fool. What difference does a rise or decline make in the intrinsic value of a stock? Morton. [LooMng him straight in the eye.] None whatever. [More rapidly.] I have never had any doubts about the solidity of the company, but the public regard the exchange as a barometer of values. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 53 EODMAN. And if they become nervous and sell their invest- ments at a loss, are we to be blamed for that? MoRTO^". Yes, by heavens, if we precipitate the decline. The public are our partners in this venture, and as I have induced them to put their money into it, I shall pro- tect them as best I can, so help me, God. EODMAK. [Fiercely.'] Then, we have come to a parting of the ways. You are working for the interests of the public, not for us. Taylor & Company shall handle our ac- count in the future. You may render your account to them at once. [Morton" stands stunned for an instant, then says meclianicaUy.] MOETOX. Taylor & Company? RODMAX. Yes, Taylor & Company. They will not bother me with a lot of sentimental rant — they know that business is business. MOETON". [Witlidrau'S his handl-ercliief and ivipes the perspira- tion from his hroiv.] Eodman, I am bitterly disap- pointed in you ! Eodman. Bah ! ! ! When you refuse to make a fortune of millions and prate about protecting the interests of the public, I have no time to talk to you. You have chosen 54 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" to serve the public — look to them for your reward. The public ? Ha, ha, ha ! Oh, the public be damned ! \^Exit EODMAN. He rushes into Directors' Boom /v.] Morton. \ Stands crestfallen and dejected an instant; then, as if fully aware of the seriousness of his position, he says with great bitterness.'] Yes, Mr. Eodman, you and your like laugh at the public to-day. I wonder if you will laugh as merrily a few years hence? CUETAIK. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 55 ACT II. Scene. The fine old office of the well-known Jjanking house of Ealph Mokton & Sons, Broad Street, Neio York. The scene is soviewliat similar to Act I., except that the partitions of offices R. have ivindows, over ii:hich appear the words, Cashier, Receiving Teller, Bookkeeper, etc. The office L., separated by a glass partition, is entered by a single door, and is the private office of Ealph Mokton. At the double doors, centre back, is a large windoiv, through which one may see the Stock Exchange. The offices are furnished plainly, but substantially, in the style prevalent during the Civil War. A side table sets against the partition L., and on it there is a silver ice pitcher and some glasses. Over the double doors C. B. is a sign in gold letters on a dark ground, Eiciiard Morton & Son, Bankers & Brokers. Time. 11 o'clock of the same day, Autumn, 1003. Discovered. Eaymond, an old and faithful employee, is arranging some papers on a large table desk L., upon which there is a telephone. Whilst he is at work the tele- phone bell rings. He takes up the receiver and speaks. Eaymond. [At phone.'] Is that you, Mr. Morton? [Pause.'] No, your mother has not arrived yet. Where are you now? [Pause.] Oh ! at the Exchange. [Pause.] You 56 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" will be over in ten minutes? [Paiise.^ All right. I'll tell them. Good-by. [He hangs up ilie receiver and comes down.^ Enter Agnes Hampton. [As she enters through the double doors Eaymond turns and sees her, saying.^ Raymond. Good morning, Miss Hampton ! Agnes. Good morning, Eavmond. Has Mr. Morton arrived yet? Eaymond. Xo ! I've just received word that he has been de- layed at the Exchange. He'll be here in ten minutes, though. Agnes. Then, he's not forgotten his appointment with Aun- tie. Eaymond. Is Mrs. Morton with you? Agnes. Yes, she and T)r. Thompson are in the carriage out- side. Eaymond. Shall I ask them in? Agnes. Yes, do, please. [Eay3i:ond assents and goes out throuqh double doors C. 7?.] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 57 Enter Ep:ginald Kodmax. [.4.S' Eaymoxd passes out tlirougli the double doors, passing to L., Reginald enters via the passage R., comes through double doors, and ichen he recog- nizes Agnes^ stops and says.^ Eegixald. All ! good inorniiig, Miss Hampton. Agxes. Good morning, Eeggie. Wliv, what in the world is the matter with you? You look like a funeral. Eeginald. [Sadly.^ I'm going back to college. Agnes. I congratulated 3'ou upon your good sense, Eeggie. Eeginald. T don't Avant to be congratulated. I'm not going back because I Avant to. Agnes. [Slyly.] No? Eeginald. But the governor insists. He wants me to study law. Agnes* [Tauntingly.'] Well, that's really too bad. But if you are a lawyer you can at least make a living when you are a man ? Eeginald. [Indignantly .] I'm a man now. Miss Hampton. Agnes. Indeed ? 58 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Eeginald. I was twenty-one last birthday. I don't think it very nice of you to laugh at me. You are not much older yourself. Agnes. Not in ye^ars, Eeggie, but in wisdom. Eeginald. Oh, I have my share of that. Agnes. I'm glad you have; you'll need it. Eeginald. I don't know why everybody thinks I'm a fool. Agnes. And pray- — what have you done recently that gives you such a good opinion of yourself? Eeginald. Oh! for instance {Collecis his wits.] Agnes. Well ! ! Eeginald. I have just made two bets of five thousand each on the coming election. Agnes. Indeed ! ! Eeginald. Yes, one is that the Democratic candidate for gov- ernor will be beaten by fifty thousand votes. Agnes. Well ? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 59 Eeginald. And the other is that he will not be beaten by one hundred thousand. [Pause.] Do you see the little joker in it? Agnes. ISTo, I don't, for he might be elected. Reginald. Well, in that case he will not be defeated by one hundred thousand votes, will he? Agnes. No! Eeginald. Then I'll win that bet. Agnes. Yes. Reginald. And if he is beaten by fifty thousand or more I'll win the other, won't I? Agnes. Yes, but you may win one and lose the other. How can you make money that way? Reginald. I can't — but can't lose anything, can I? Agnes. Xo. Reginald. [Confideniially.] Now, suppose he makes a close run and is defeated by sixty thousand. Agnes. Well ? 6o "THE PARTING OF THT WAYS" Eeginald. I'll win both bets, because I have fifty thousand votes leeway. Agnes, Why, that's so, you rogue; you may win both. Eeginald. Ah ! ha, you see it at last. Ha, ha, ha ! Now, let me show you this little trick. [He tosses a coin up in the air and catches it in his right hand. Then he slaps his right hand across his left and stands expecta7it.] Guess ? Agnes. No, thank you. I don't care for your ideas of busi- ness. Eeginald. Ha, ha, ha ! You see, I'm learning the intricacies of high finance Agnes. [Incredulously.] High finance? Ha, ha, ha! Eeg- gie, you are not such a fool as you look. Your father should take you in partnership. Eeginald. [Earnestly.] I wish you would tell him that, Miss Hampton. Agnes. [Regarding him slyly.] No, you had best do that. [Re-enter Eaymond.] Eaymond. [To Agnes.] Your Aunt and Dr. Thompson will be up directly. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 6i Eegijstald. Then I must be going. Agnes. [To Eeginald.] Won't you wait and see Auntie? Eeginald. No, I must go. [He starts to go, then stops and says.] Say, Miss Hampton, wouldn't you like to see the Stock iExchange? Agnes. Yes, indeed I would. [Pause.] Will it take long? Eeginald. No, it's just across the street. Agnes. [To Eaymond.] Tell Auntie I'll be back in a mo- ment. Eaymond. Yes, Miss. Agnes. [To Eeginald.] I'll not be missed; I think Auntie wants to see Dr. Thompson alone. Eeginald. [Taking her arm.] Well, come along then, and I'll give you a lesson in High Finance ! Agnes. Ha, ha, ha! High finance? Eeginald. Yes, high finance. Ha, ha, ha! [Exeunt Agnes and Eeginald C. B. They pass out together laughing.] 62 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Enter Mrs. Eiciiard Morton, escorted hy Dr. Freder- ick Thompson. [.4s Reginald and Agnes go out hy the passage L., voices are heard off passage R. Eaymond goes up and holds the doors while the Doctor and Mrs. Morton enter. When she has come down R. C. Mrs. Morton speaks.'l Mrs. Morton. {Loohing ahout.'] Where is Agnes? Raymond. She went out with Mr. Reginald a moment ago. Mrs. Morton. Oh!! Raymond. She said she would be back in a few moments. Mrs. Morton. Thank you. [Raymond passes out C. B. hy passage R.] Mrs. Morton. I am glad we are left alone, Doctor. Dr. Thompson. Yes? Mrs. Morton. I can speak frankly with you before my son arrives. Dr. Thompson. [Hands Mrs. Morton a chair and she seats herself. Then he loohs down at her in a kindly manner and says.] Now, my dear Mrs. Morton, tell me what is troubling vou? "THE PARTING OF THE IV AYS" 63 Mrs. Morton. I am sorry to annoy you with my cares, Doctor, but the time has come when I must speak. I need your counsel. Dr. Thompson. I shall gladly render you any service I can. Mrs. Morton. I know that. Doctor. [Pause. She looks up in his face earnestly.] We mothers build our hopes and as- pirations in our children. It is perhaps a foolish thing to do, yet they are our idols, our love goes forth to them, and when it is returned we drink of that true happiness that gives us joy and peace, but when we see our hopes dissolve as dew before a summer sun, then we drink the cup of bitterness, and sadness fills our hearts. Dr. Thompson. [Sadly.] True. Mrs. Morton. How long have you been our family doctor? Dr. Thompson. Some thirty years — I remember distinctly the mis- sion that first brought me to your home. Mrs. Morton, I have not forgotten it either, Doctor, nor shall I forget the devotion you showed upon that occasion. My little boy was ill; we feared the case was hopeless; you watched him through that fearful night, and with the morn the crisis came; the fever broke, and then we knew that God had spared my child. Dr. Tpiompson. The case was a critical one. How old was Ealph then? 64 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Mrs. MoRTOisr. He was five years old. Dr. Thompson. Yes? Mrs. Morton. Since then I've seen him grow from boy to youth, from youth to man's estate. 'Twas you who counselled me to send him to Harvard ; my hope was then that he might select a literary career, and that he would have done had not my husband's death changed all his plans. Dr. Thompson. Ah! Fate plays us all some scurvy trick, but we must face our destiny and then we suffer on in silence. Mrs. Morton. [Pathetically.] God knows I've suffered. [She hesi- tates an instant.] Dr. Thompson. [Kindly.] My dear Mrs. Morton, I know that. Mrs. Morton. [More rapidly.] I've seen my boy taken from col- lege and launched into this seething maelstrom of liigh finance. Little by little I have watched him discard the conservative traditions of his father in this mad rush for wealth, and now at last to my sorrow he has allied himself with the most daring and unprincipled set of financiers the world has ever seen. Dr. Thompson. There is no doubt about that. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 65 Mrs. Morton. [Bitterly.] Do you think I can regard this Avithout a feeling of bitterness? I who have had such hopes and high ambitions for my son. Dr. Thompson. [Crossing hack of her.] Ah! Now I understand. Have you suggested his retiring from Wall Street? Mrs. Morton. Yes, but to no effect. I can scarcely get a word from him. Dr. Thompson. Yet he loves you. Mrs. Morton. Yes, thank God for that. Dr. Thompson. [Beflecting.] What motives do you think are im- pelling him? Mrs. Morton. I know too well the motives. They are ambition and the desire for wealth. Dr. Thompson. [Assents and then says sadly.] That's it. Mrs. Morton. [Despairingly.] Why, he's money mad. Dr. Thompson. Can't you withdraw him for a while from this mill that is grinding out his soul? [Buoyantly.] Suggest a trip to the West Indies; it may be the means of sav- ing him — the trip will do you both good. 66 "THE PARTING OF THE IV AYS" Mrs. Mortox. [Lool-iiig up in his face.] A good suggestion, Doc- tor. Dr. Thompson. I am sure he loves you too much to let you go alone, and if he won't go with you, we shall have to use other means. Mrs. Morton. Ah, Doctor, there arc moments when I would even welcome his defeat, if it would only give me hack my boy who at my knees learned to pray and thank God for the mercies he bestows. Dr. Thompson. Take courage, then, and let us hope that all your fears may be dispelled. Your son will soon be here. Mrs. Morton. I expect him at any moment. Dr. Thompson. Then I'll leave you and meet you at your home to- night. Mrs. Morton. Yes: do so. [Fause.] Ah. vou arc a friend in- deed. Dr. Thompson. Good morning, Mrs. Morton. Mrs. Morton. Good morning, Doctor, and many, many thanks for your advice. Dr. Thompson. [Guiiuj.] To-night then? "THE PARTIXG OF THE WAYS" 67 Mrs. Morton. To-night. [Exit Dk. Thompson C. B. E.] Re-enter Agnes Hampton. [She enters in great glee, rushes up to Mrs. Morton and throws her arms lovingly around her.^ Agnes. Oh, Auntie, Auntie ; I've seen the Stock Exchange ; it is beautiful. I've never seen anything like it before. Oh, it's wonderful ! Mrs. Morton. [Aside.] Poor child ! Agnes. [Vt'ith animation.] In the midst of the crowd stood your son like a rock defying the storm; around him there Avas a group of men, who, like himself, were fighting the battle of their lives. Oh, I could see the tragedy in their faces as they looked to him for help, and this he gave them, not by words of sympathy, but by the commands he issued to his subordinates. The battle raged fiercely and more fierce, until at last the storm seemed to spend its force. Then Mr. Morton jumped upon a bench and shouted defiance at his ene- mies : "You've smashed Amalgamated thirty points," he said. "It's now par; we'll take all you've got at that price ; it's a good investment ; bring it to us in ten thousand share lots." Then there went up a shout, the like of which I've never heard before in all my life. Hats were thrown in the air, men danced and cried for Joy. Bedlam itself could not have been Avorse. Oh, Auntie; you should l)e proud of your son — you should, indeed. 68 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Mbs. Morton. {Sadly. ^ I am proud of him, Agnes, but not for this. {Pause.^ How is it that young Mr. Rodman did not return with you? Agnes. ■ I lost him in the crowd, Auntie; he seemed greatly excited when Mr. Morton challenged his enemies, and went down to speak to a friend upon the floor. I have not seen him since. Mrs. Morton. !N"o doubt he, too, is speculating. [She bids her bring a chair and he seated at her side.] Agnes, is there anything serious between you and young Mr. Rodman ? Agnes. [Laughing.] Ha, ha, ha! Oh, dear no, Auntie; how could there be? Mrs. Morton, But I fear you encourage him. Agnes, Oh. indeed, I don't, Auntie. I make fun of him. If he will persist in his attentions, I am sure I can't help it, and besides — he is sometimes so amusing. Ha, ha, ha! {Encouraging Mrs. Morton.] Why, even you, yourself, have said so. Mrs. Morton, Yes, that is true, but he is very impressionable, I should be very sorry to have you mislead him, Agnes, {Coyly.] Mislead Reggie? Why should I. Auntie? Of course the dear boy is very impressionable; most young men are at his age, but they soon get over it. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 69 Mrs. Morton. [Regards her reprovingly .^ Agnes. Oh, I'll take good care that he doesn't lose his head or heart either, as far as I am concerned. No, Mr. Reginald Eodman, heir to the Rodman millions, is not for me, or rather I should sa}^ I am not for him. I want a hero, a true knight-errant — one whom I can love, not for his millions, but for himself alone. Mrs. Morton, And pray, Agnes, where are you to find this knight- errant? This is not the age of romance. Agnes. Oh, the age of romance has not passed, Auntie. Mrs. Morton. No? Agnes. The plumed knight in armor clad, the charger beau- tifully caparisoned has passed away, but heroism never dies. In the gigantic battle I have seen to-day I have found my hero. Mrs. Morton. [Regards her with increasing amazement.^ Agnes ! Agnes. Oh ! My knight-errant fought bravely to-day to save his friends from ruin. Mrs. Morton. [Sur prised. '\ Agnes ! I 70 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Agnes. [Puts her anus tenderly around Mrs. Mortox.] Can't you guess who my hero is? Mrs. Morton. [Ecstatically.] You mean my Ealph? Agnes. [Silently assents.] Mrs. Morton. [Rises and hisses Agnes on hotli cheelcs.] My child, you have made me very happy. Agnes. [Quietly.] But what I have tokl you must remain a secret. [A pause.] You know that your son lias vowed that he will never marry [Sadly], and if he should mean it — it would break my heart. Mrs. Morton. There, there, my child; take courage. I believe his indifference to women is assumed, besides he is much too engrossed in business at present to think of any- thing else. I fear he must suffer the bitter humilia- tion of defeat before he will see life with the proper spiritual vision. When that time comes he may think of love. Agnes. But. Auntie, my hero shall not be defeated; he must succeed. Mrs. Morton. My dear, time alone can answer that. [The distant roar of voices in the street beloiv attracts the attention of Agnes, who instantly r7t.ns til rough the douhle doors C. B. and loohs "THE PJRTING OF THE WAYS" 71 out of the large window. Mlien she arrives at the window tumultuous cheering is heard. Agnes hesitates an iiutant, and then conies doicn in great excitement.] Agnes. Auntie, Avintio. there is Mr. Morton coining tliis way; a crowd is following him. Can't you hear the cheering? [The cheering groics louder and louder.] Mrs. Morton. [Much alarmed.] What does it all moan? Agnes. [Gleefully.] It means that my champion is vic- torious — victorious. Mrs. Morton. Agnes ! [Voices are heard in the corridor, among ihem Ealph Morton is heard to say.] Ealph Morton. [Off scene.] All right, boys, that will do. Mrs. Morton. That is Ealph ; make some excuse and leave us to- gether a moment. Yes, Auntie. Agnes. [The cheering slill continues.] Enter Ealph Morton. [As he enters through the double doors, the cheering gradually dies away. He has lost his hat, his coat is torn, his collar and cravat disarranged; 72 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" nevertheless he enters ivith the smile of victory upon his face. He at once notices his mother and hurries to her, and when she has arisen takes her lovingly in his arms and kisses her fervently upon both cheeks; he holds her in his embrace an in- stant, looks up and smiles at Agnes and says.'\ Ealpti. Mother. I've beat 'em, I beat 'em. [Then he looks more searchingly at her and sees to his horror that she has fainted.] Quick! Some water, Miss Hampton! [Agnes quickly brings a glass of tvater.] Ralph. [Places his mother gently in her chair again, while Agnes takes a bottle of smelling salts from her reti- cule. The salts quickly revive her; then Ralph says.] The excitement has been too much for her. [To his motlicr.] There, there; see you are better already Mrs. Morton. [Draw's Agnes more closely and whispers in her ear.] Agnes. You are quite sure you feel all right again? [Pause.] Then I'll leave you for a moment. I'll be back pres- ently. [Exit Agnes; she pjasses into Ralph^s private office L.] Mrs. Morton. [Regarding Ralph.] Your coat is torn ! ! Ralph. [Attempting to laugh.] "Wliy, so it is! "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 7i Mrs. Morton. [Pathetically.] Ealph, Ealph, what does this all mean ? Ealph. [Draws a chair up beside his mother, and takes her hand lovingly in his own.] Mother, it means that I have fought the battle of my life. Mrs. Morton, I do not understand? Ealph. This morning John Eodman called me to his office and discharged me as he would have done an office boy. Mrs. Morton. Discharged you? Ealph. Yes, and why do you think he did it, mother? Mrs. Morton. I don't know, Ealph; I don't know. Ealph. Because I would not become a party to a crime that would wring millions from the people. Mrs. Morton. But why must you embroil yourself in this battle of millions ? Ealph. [Hotly.] Do you suppose I shall allow John Eod- man to use our fair name to float this company, and then insult us to our face ? No, by heavens ! Mrs. Morton. Ealph ! ! 74 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. [Bitterly.] Oh. he shall pay dearh' for this indig- nit}', I promise you. 3Irs. Mohtox. 'No, no ! ! Ralph. Yes. he shall. I'll fight him now until he cries for quarter. We shall sec Avhether integrity is not an asset of more value than money. Mrs. Morton. Integrity was an asset when your father Avas alive, hut to-day it's money, money, money. Honor, peace, happiness— everything is measured by it. Ealph. Yes, hut I think I see a ray of light upon the hori- zon. Mrs. Morton. [Shal-es Iwr head donhtfuUy.] Ealpii. [Now draws his chair nearer to his mother and speaks earnestly and rapidly.] Listen, mother, and I will tell you. It was ten o'clock when I had my inter- view with Rodman. [He looks at his ivatch.] It is now half past eleven. In that short tiuie I have made history. Mrs. Morton. I do not understand? Ralph. When John Rodman said that in the future Taylor and Company would represent The Amalgamated Com- pany on the Exchange, I knew what was in store for me. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 75 Mrs. Morton. [In a irenihling voice.] What do yoii mean? Ralph. That I was to be crushed. No man has ever dared to defy him withont paying the penalty. And the penalty is rnin. Mrs. Morton. Ah ! I knew it. Ralph. I knew I had to act quickly. Within an hour I se- cured the assistance of three powerful firms and the personal aid of the President of one of the largest Trust Companies in the city. Mrs. Morton. But how did you do this? Ralph. I showed them that the company was earning six- teen per cent, per annum. I proved this by the report published by Rodman's authority. Mrs. Morton. Yes. Ralph. I convinced them that this raid was an organized scheme to stampede the small shareholders in order that Rodman and his friends might buy back at fifty cents en the dollar the stock they had sold them at par. Mrs. Morton. But why did these firms come to your assistance; was it friendship for you ? 76 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. [Somewhat embarrassed.] To some extent — you know Rodman and his associates are not beloved by the entire commercial world. Mrs. Morton. Then it was antagonism to Mr. Eodman? Ealph. [Still more embarrassed.] Not altogether — although possibly that may have had some influence. No, I think I really clinched the matter when I showed them that Eodman could not sell many thousand more shares short without losing control. Mrs. Morton. Then you appealed to their self-interest? Ealph. [Attempts to avoid her searching glance, but failing in this looks at the floor and says sloivly.] Yes. Mrs. Mortox. Then you have built your house upon a foundation of sand, and at the first blast of a tempest it will fall about your ears like a house built of cards. [Wifli- conviction.] You and your friends cannot defeat John Rodman. Ealph. [Excitedly.] He is already defeated. Mrs. Morton. Only for the moment, he neither forgets nor for- gives ; he will ruin you yet. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 77 Ralph. {Arises in his excitement and walks about as lie speaks.] No, he has reckoned without his host this time. There is but one way he can succeed; he must stampede the investing shareholders. Already he has attempted to do this by circulating false reports; we have checkmated him there; then he commenced sell- ing the stock short, and although he has sold thousands of shares, the stockholders have not yet deserted us. [He now speaks forcefully.] No, there is but one way he can stampede them, and that is by passing the divi- dend [Savagely] and he doesn't dare to do that. He doesn't dare to do that ! ! ! Mrs. Morton. John Eodman fears nothing; Avhy should he hesitate when he can make untold millions by such a simple ruse? Ralph. Because, mother, he would have to pay too dearly for it. There are some cases where money is gained at too great a price — this is one of them. Mrs. Morton. Then you underestimate your adversary. He will stop at nothing when millions lure him on. Ralph. [Excitedly.] He dare not I ! Had I acceded to his wish, he could have accomplished his purpose silently, and nobody would have known who the traitor was. But now he must come out in the open and prove him- self a liar and a traitor; the finger of scorn would be pointed at him; he would be shunned by all good so- ciety, and become a social outcast. 78 "THE PARTING OF THE IVAYS" Mrs. Morton. No, he would not be shunned by society and become a social outcast, because the standard of worth to-day is wealth, not integrity. Money is their God. [Implor- ingly.] Oh, Ralph, Ralph, let us leave this mad rush for wealth ^and sail away upon your yacht for a cruise in the West Indies. Ralph. [Bitterly.] Ah ! Mother, don't speak of yachting cruises when the ^^elfare of thousands hangs upon me. Mrs. Morton. [Pleading.] Only for a little while. Ralph. Wh}', mother, people who never owned a share of stock before in their lives have put their little all in this venture upon my assurance. I cannot desert them now. To do so would be cowardice. My honor is at stake. Mrs. Morton. Oh, Ralph, if you woukl only listen to me. Ralph. No, no, I cannot. Enter Prof. Stratton. [He rushes in through the double doors in great e.v- citement and hands Ralppi a scrap of paper.] Prof. Stratton. [Greatly excited.] Ralph! Ralph I Your floor man Thornton on the Exchange sent me with this. He wants to see you at once. "THE PARTING OF THE IV AYS" 79 Ralph. [Seizes the paper and reads rapidly. \ They are forcing the fight ; come at once ! [He regards Prof. Steatton, whose face denotes disaster; then he rushes out, saying.] I'll be back in a moment, mother; don't go until 1 return. Mrs. Morton'. [Surprised.] Why ! He's gone without his hat. What is the meaning of this, Professor? Prof. Strattox. It means that unless Ealph can steady the market, a panic Avill ensue ; he may be ruined, and I will have lost the savings of a lifetime. [Re-enter Agxes Hampton from office left. She has been standing in the doorway a moment and now advances and spealcs.] Agn'es. [Wiili conviction.] He will be victorious, I am sure of it. Oh, Auntie, please let me go to the Exchange. Mrs. Mortox. No, you must not leave me now, Agnes. I am very nervous. [Agxes, greatly disappointed, passes through the double doors C. B. and tools out of the large ivindoiv.] [To Prof. Steattox.] I am sorry to learn that you have been speculating, Professor. Prof. Strattox. [Slightly irritated.] I have not been speculating, Mrs. Morton; I put my savings into Amalgamated as an investment. 8o "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Mrs. Morton. You are juggling with words. I fear. Prof. Steatton. No ! I'm not juggling with words ; remember I am a college professor whose paltry salary is scarcely enough to give him a living. Have I not the right to invest it in a company whose solidity has been assured by your son, without being regarded as a speculator? Mrs. Morton. [Apologetically.'] I do not wish to reproach you. Prof. Steatton. N'o, but unfortunately you have struck the keynote of the whole situation. [Forcefully.'] Have not the people who put their money into companies of this character the right to be treated fairly? Mrs. Morton. Certainly. Prof. Stratton. And are not the officers and directors of these com- panies the servants of the people who invest their sav- ings in them? Mrs. Morton. They should be, but I fear Wall Street is not yet Utopia. Prof. Stratton. No ! ! but the day will come when these men, who are our servants, shall be called to account. They have lorded it over us long enough. Mrs. Morton. I pray it may be so. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 8i [The Stock Exchange and Financial Recorders, which have heretofore been working at irreg- ular intervals, now make so much noise that the attention of everybody in the room is at- tracted to them.] Agnes. [Coming doivn.'] Oli, Auntie, Auntie, there must be a battle royal in the Exchange. Won't you let me go? Oh, please. Auntie, let me go. Prof. Stratton. You had best remain. ]\Iiss Hampton ; Ealph will re- turn in a few moments and tell us all. Mrs. Morton. Oh, I wish it were all over, this suspense is torturing me. Prof. Stratton. [Kindly.] Won't you come in Ealph 's private office and rest yourself a moment! [Mrs. Morton arises.] Miss Hampton will tell us when your son returns. Agnes. [Advances to Mrs. Morton and says sympathetic- ally.] Do, Auntie. Don't worry, Ralph will win yet. Mrs. Morton. [Arises, takes Prof. Stratton's arm. and together they enter Ralppi's private office.] Re-enter Reginald Rodman. [Reginald comes in through the double doors in great haste; his hat is smashed: his collar and coat dis- arranged, and he is evidently laboring under great 82 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" excitement; however, he attempts to pull himself together and assume his usually polite demeanor.] Eeginald. [Agnes gives him a frigid glance.] I hope you will excuse me for having left you, Miss Hampton. In- deed I do — I know I have been very rude, but I could not help it. Oh, I'm very sorry; indeed, I am. Agnes. It is the last time you shall take me out, Mr. Eod- man. I might have been killed in that crowd. Eeginald. I know; they came very near finishing me; look at me!! Agnes. Have you just come from the Exchange? Eeginald. Yes, I sold [He stops short.] Agnes. There, I knew it ; you've been speculating ; which side are you on — for or against Mr. Morton ? Eeginald. Oh, never mind. Agnes. But I do mind. Eeginald. Don't worry about me ; I'm only a two-spot in this game. Why, when I left the floor a few moments ago, they were tossing ten and twenty thousand share lots into the ringr. "THE PARTING OF THE JVAVS" 83 Agnes. Oh!! Keginald. Everybody is acting like lunatics. Why, as I passed into the street, some frenzied man attacked me, and I would never have reached here if Crane had not come to my assistance. [Forcefully.] This fight between Morton and the governor has split Wall Street wide open. [At this instant the roar of the moh in the street heloiv attracts his attention.] There, do you hear that? Well, I'm off to see the ilnish. [He rushes out unceremoniously . ] [Exit Eeginald C. B. E.] Agnes. [Passes to the large windoiv B. C. and looks out, then returns and looks at the Market Recorder ribbon. As the roar dies away, Rodman's voice is heard off scene.] EODMAN. [Off scene.] Is Morton here? Raymond. [At double doors.] No, sir. [John Rodman enters Inirriedly.] Rodman, [Curtly.] Where is he? Raymond. At the Exchange, sir. Rodman. Well, they'll need him there now. Has my ward, Miss Hampton, come in yet ? 84 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Eaymond. There she is^ sir! [Fomting to Agnes.] EODMAN. Oh! [He advances toward Agnes.] Here you are. [Eaymond retires C. B. E.] Agnes. [Turns and says.] Good morning, Mr. Eodman. EODMAN. [Somewhat itnpatiently.] You left word at the office for me to meet you here. What's the trouble? Agnes. [Smiling.] Oh, there's no particular trouble, I as- sure you, only I'm of age to-day. Eodman. I have forgotten the matter. [Eefiecting .] Let me see. I promised you an accounting of your father's estate — did I not? Agnes. Yes. Eodman. Well, I've thought the matter over and I've come to the conclusion that you had best leave your investments in my hands — I'll double them for you, if you do? Agnes. Oh, thank you^ — but I prefer to control my own affairs. Eodman. Well, that is your privilege — I'll have the transfer made next week. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 85 Agnes. [Anxiously .'[ But t wish to have it made at once. Rodman. [Sus'piciously .] Why do you wish the affair settled at once; are you interested in this fellow Morton? Agnes. Yes. [Pause. ^^ Perhaps more than you imagine. EODMAN. Indeed. Would you be foolish enough to risk your money in this fight of his if you had it? Agnes. Yes, if I thought I could save him. EODMAN. That would not be very grateful to me, your guard- ian. Well, you may be thankful that you haven't any- thing at stake with Ealph Morton, for if you had, you would lose every penny of it. Agnes. You think he will fail then? EODMAN. Yes, if he persists. It ma}^ prove his ruin. Agnes. [Alarmed.^ You surely don't mean to ruin him? EODMAN. I gave him fair warning. He has forced the fight. Now let him look to himself. 86 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" [The roar of the mob in the street is again heard off scene, and continues during remainder of scene.^ Agnes. [Dramatically.] Mr. Eodman, you are ruining a brave and lionest man, and the day will come when you will regret it. EODMAN. I am not in need of advice just now. Come to my office a week from to-day, and I'll settle your affairs. Then you will be responsible for yoar own investments, not I. [Exit EoDMAN. Re goes out rapidly C. B. E.] Agnes. [Stands dazed for a moment, the tumult in the street foreboding disaster.] [The roar of the mob in the street beloiv grows louder and louder, fimilly when the tumult has reached its climax.] Enter Ealpii Morton. [Ealph enters rapidly through the double doors and drops limply into a chair near his mother. He is pale, worn, and dejected and too exhausted to speak. Agnes observing this, quickly brings him a glass of water, udiich he takes from her hands and mechanically places to his lips. After he has drunk deeply he returns the glass to Iter and for an instant sits speechless, blankly staring into the auditorium. Prof. Stratton advances and places his hand kindly on his shoulder, whilst his mother takes Ealpti's hand in her otvn and ca- resses it. 117/ en the roar of the mob dies away Ealpii speaks.] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 87 Ealph. [In a voice treinhUng ivitli emotion.^ It's all over, mother; I've been caught like a rat in a trap — I'm done for. Mrs, Morton. My poor bo}' Ealph. I tried to stem the storm, but that was impossible; they passed the dividend, and threw thousands of shares on the market ; the stock dropped a point a minute ; all other securities fell in sympathy, and now there is a panic that only the closing of the Exchange can stop. Mrs. Morton. [Calmly.'] It had to come, Ealph. [Pause.] It is best that it has come. Ealph. [Lool-ing up sadly in the face of Prof. Stratton.] Poor old friend. Prof. Stratton. Dont mind me, Ealph. In spite of our misfortune, we are richer by far than John Eodman with all his millions. Ealph. I was tricked — ^he lied to me— he lied to his friends — he and his clique are the most soulless set of men the world has ever seen. Mrs. Morton. It is true that you were betrayed, Ealph, but you de- ceived yourself. Ealph. Xo!! 88 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Mrs. Mortox. Yes, you deceived yourself when you entered this mad race for wealth and power; you deceived your- self when you allied your firm with John Eodman, a man who believes that the chief end of life is the acquisition of wealth, and that the only guiding motive in the world is self-interest. Prof. Stratton. True ! True ! Mrs. Morton. [Wiili conviction.] But there is a nobler motive than selfishness. Ah, Ealph, you must listen to me. Ealph. [Sits, looliiug scarcliingly at his mother.] Prof. Stratton. [Advances and puts arm affectionately on Ralph's shoulder.] Ralph, there comes a time in the life of every man when he feels capable of great things. That time has arrived for you. Are you fully awake to the possibilities before you? Ralph. What do you mean? Prof. Strattox. Why must you waste your life in money making? What interest does the world at large take in the quar- rel between Rodman and yourself? None at all. Why should they? The affair is personal, and at best con- cerns a few thousand shareholders, most of whom in- vested for the profit there was in it; why should the world weep for them? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 89 Ealph. But my friends must be repaid if I die for it. I shall not see them robbed. Prof. Stratton. I admit thc}^ shoukl Ije repaid, and this you can ac- complish if you discard your personal quarrel and at- tack principles. Ralph. [Arises and lools scarchingli/ at Prof. STRATTOjir.] How ? Prof. Strattox. Strike at the system that has built up these colossal fortunes, show the privileges by which they have been nourished, and the trickery by which they have grown to such prodigious proportions. Start a campaign of education, sound a battle cry that can be heard from the Atlantic to the Pacific, then you will have the pub- lic with you. Ealph. [Firmly.] You are right, my friend. [He then takes his mothers hand and says.] Ah! mother, I was wrong not to have listened to you. There never was a time more propitious for such a campaign. [Pause.] We shall probably be called Anarchists for attacking the vested rights of capital, but what of that ? Prof. Strattox. Wbo cares what they call us as long as we have the right on our side. Most of the men who now direct our so-called destiny are selfish and arrogant ; we have chosen to put them on a lofty pedestal, and believe them to be our superiors, but they are not, for they have no ideals beyond the making of money. 90 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. That's true. But how are we to start our campaign? Pkof. Stratton. We must win the press over to our side. Ralph, The press will not print our propaganda? Pkof. Stratton, Not at present, but "The Standard" will. Ealph. Ha, ha, ha! That's so. Prof. Stratton. And when the other independent journals hear the rumpus they'll get aboard. Ealph. We won't be able to make much of a rumpus with- out capital? Mrs. Morton. {Advancing. ^^ Ealph, you are welcome to every dol- lar I have in the world for such a cause; take it and make the fight, Ealph. But, mother, your little fortune would not be a drop in the bucket. I need half a million for such an un- dertaking. Who will lend me such a sum, with the jiossibility of never being repaid. Prof. Stratton. That's the question. •'THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 91 Agnes Hampton. [1]7io has been a silent spectator of the episode and comes hetivcen Ralph and his mother, who occupies the centre of the stage. She says quietly.] I will!! Ealph. [Dumbfounded.] You will? Agxes. Yes. the fortune left me by my father will be ample for your cause; take it and repay me when you are suc- cessful. Ealph. But I may never succeed. Agnes. You will succeed, for you are right; take it and make me happ}'. Ralph. What shall I do, mother? Mrs. Morton. [Puts her arm lovingly around Agnes.] Take it, Ralph; I knoAv she is sincere; this tight is now a ques- tion between honesty and dishonesty, and you will win. Agnes. Yes, you will win. [Imploringly.'] Take it and lead us on to victory. Ralph. [Talces the hand of Agnes and looks searchingly in her eyes.] My little woman, I never thought you had as much courage as this ; to-day I see you in a different light. [To his mother triumphantly.] Mother, I A^dll accept and lead the cause to victory or die in the at- tempt. 92 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Prof. Stkatton. [Joyously.] Bravo ! Bravo ! ! Now we'll sound a clarion note that shall awaken the nation. We'll de- nounce these men and their rotten methods of high finance. We'll show by what trickery and corruption they have grown rich, and like an avenging Nemesis, we'll flay them until they see the evil of their ways and plead for mercy. Mrs. Morton. [117/0 lias returned to the cJiair, tools at I?alph and says.] Ah, at last I see a ray of light upon the hori- zon. Ealph. [Crosses to his mother.] Yes, mother, a fairer day is dawning, for from this day forth I shall dedicate the remainder of my life to fighting these men and the conditions that have made them possible. We shall see whether honesty or dishonesty shall prevail. Mrs. Morton. Honesty will prevail. [Pause.] And now, my son, bind that vow with a kiss. [Ealph bends over and kisses his mother on the brow and then falls upon one Jcnee and boivs his head in her lap as he used to do ivhen he urns a boy. At this instant a smile of victory passes over her face and she says.] Aye, here at my knees you learned to pray. Now. God grant you health and strength to keep your vow. CUETAIN. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 93 ACT III. Scene. The editorial rooms of The Standard of the People; overloobing Broad Street and the Stock Exchange, Neiu York City. There are tivo large double ivin- dows at centre hack, before which are two large table desks. Through this window one may see the tall huildings and house tops of the district. On the right of large windoiv is a staircase leading to a loft above, and to the right of the stairway is a door luhich leads to the composing room. On left a similar door leads to the elevator; near this door is a desk and telephone and a revolving chair. Against the wall at various places are chairs for customers. The furnishings are of the usual type used to-day, and denote a thriving, enterprising newspaper office. A financial News Recorder occu- pies the R. of stage. Time. The Autumn of 1909 (six years later). The hour of noon. Discovered. Dawson, a young clerk, is discovered at his desk on the left, and Prof. Stratton is seated before a table desk R. Prof. Stratton is busily occupied open- ing a pile of letters on his desk, while Dawson is copying a list of names in a large book, seated at the telephone desk R. Prof. Stratton. Here, Dawson. [He rises and hands him a handful of letters.] Here are fifty more subscriptions for "The Standard." "What do you think of that? 94 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Dawsox. Gee, but that'.s encouraging. Prof. Stratton. It certainly is. Lord, who could have forseen our success six years ago. Then our circulation was only a few thousand. To-day it is a million. We have John Rodman to thank for that. Dawson. [Looling up {ntenthj.] How so, sir? Prof. Stratton. It was he who ruined Ealph Morton, and it was Ralph who backed me in this fight for honesty in busi- ness. Dawson. But, sir, I thought it was Miss Hampton who fur- nished the capital? Prof. Stratton. So it was, Dawson ; so it was — without her assist- ance, Morton could neither have helped me nor himself. Dawson. Was she very rich, sir? Prof. Stratton. IS'ot as rich as some suppose. But she had pluck, my boy. She gave Ralph every dollar she had in the world. Dawson. She must have thought a lot of him to do that ? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 95 Prof. Stratton. She loves and honors him. I l)elieve they are engaged. Well, lialph liquidated with his creditors, and together we started this Metropolitan daily. Dawsox. That took money. Prof. Strattox. Yes, but, thank God, we are on Easy Street now. Our ])aper is profitable, and Kichard Morton & Son are still honored and respected in the Street. Dawson. But they don't cut much of a figure in Wall Street to-day. Prof. Strattox. Not directly, Dawson, for now they only do an in- vestment business. Their real strength lies here ! Dawsox". ^\^lat do 3^ou mean, sir? Prof. Strattox. I mean that "The Standard" is a mighty power in the land. Ealph could not fight Eodman in the open market. He is not rich enough to do that. But, just the same, I expect he will gain control of Amalgamated at the coming elections to-day. Daw^sox. Do you really think so? Prof. Strattox. I am almost certain of it. The honest principles for which '"The Standard" has fought are at last bearing 96 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" fruit. \IIe goes to his clesh and gets a large bundle of papers.^ See ! ! Here are proxies for over one himdred thousand shares. Daavsox. What are proxies, anyway, Professor? Prof. Stratton. A proxy is an authorization in writing given by the owner of the stock to another to vote it in his stead. Dawson. Then they represent the stock? Prof. Stratton. Yes, that's it. If Ralph can control a majority of the stock, he'll give them a square deal. DaW'SON. I'll bet he will. Prof. Stratton. That's why so many stockholders are sending us their proxies. Enter Postman. [lie comes in through door B., takes a large bundle of legal envelopes from his bag, hands them to Prof. Stratton and retires^^ Prof. Stratton. See — here's a lot more. [Buoyantly.] I tell you, Dawson, things are coming our way at last. [Their conversation is cut short by the uncere- monious entrance of Scragg from the com- posing room L.] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 97 [SoRAGG is a young hoy about fourteen years of age. He ivears a dirty apron, and his face is besmeared with ink. In his hands he has some proof sheets.] SCUAGG. [To Prof. Stratton.] Mr. King wants you to 0. K. this editorial, sir. Prof. Stratton, [Seated at desk, takes proof sheets.] He don't ex- pect me to 0. K. such errors as these, does he? How do you spell vindicate, Scragg? SCRAGG. I don't know, sir. Prof. Stratton. You don't know, eh? Well, do you spell it with a w or Avith a V? Scragg. I don't know, sir. Prof. Stratton. Well, Avhy don't you know? Scragg. 'Cause I'm only a printer's devil. I wipes off the cylinders and cleans the types; I ain't s'posed to know nuffin 'bout literature. Prof. Stratton. Have you never been to school? Scragg. Sure. I've been to school, but I never learned much. They never spelled Avindicate in my class. 98 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Peof. Strattox. [Busy.] Xo? SCRAGG. But I guess if 3'ou spells it wid a w.. Prof., you'll be all right. Prof. Strattox. I don't think so, Scragg. [Handing liini the manu- script after making several corrections.] Take that back to Mr. King and tell him to put that clause in a parenthesis, and let the proof reader go over the whole before it goes to press. Scragg. All right, sir. [He starts toicard the composing room L., hut stops and says.] Say, Prof., I guess I've done something wrong. Prof. Strattox. [Witli, mod- severity.] Why, what have you done now ? Scragg. I've forgot to tell you something. Prof. Strattox^. "Well, what is it, Scragg? Scragg. I forgot to tell you them Leaguer fellers is coming here in a little while. Prof. Strattox. You mean the League of Journalists? Are they in town ? Scragg. Yes, sir; Mr. Hall, come in when you was out. "THE FARTING OF THE WAYS" 99 Prof. Strattox. Well, well!! What did he say? SCRAGG. He said fur me to tell you they'd all he ou hand. Prof. Stratton. Good ! Good ! ! That's the best news yet. Did he say anything else? Scragg. Yes, he said he had a bunch of er Prof. Stratton. Proxies ? Scragg. Yes, sir ; them's the things he's got. Prof. Stratton. Ha, ha, ha, ha ! I knew it. I knew it. Ha, ha, ha ! Oh, Ave'll beat Eodman yet. Scragg. [Lools pleased, hut hesitates.] Prof. Stratton. Come, don't forget to tell Mr. King to correct that editorial. Scragg. [Going.] No, sir; no, sir! [Exit Scragg; he enters composing room L.] [The telephone hell rings and Dawson takes the message.] Dawson. Yes, sir. Prof. Stratton is here. [Pause.] Xo, 100 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Mr. Morton is not here. He is at Mr. Arnold's office, but we expect him before long. {He rings off and hangs up the telephone. To Prof. Stratton.] The League of Journalists will bo here in a few min- utes, sir. Prof. Stiuttox. Good — who are coming? Dawson. Hall of Philadelphia "Eecorder." Benson of the St. Louis "Star," Saunders of the 'Frisco "Times" and Brice of the Chicago "ISTews." Prof. Stratton. \ Good, they are all on hand. [Elated.'] Lord, that puts courage in me. {Their conversation is interrupted by the hur- ried re-entrance of Scragg.] Prof. Stratton. {Loolcing up at Scragg.] Well? Scragg. Mr. King says he must see you, sir. Prof. Stratton. [Very busy.] What about? Scragg. Not about windicate. Prof., but about that editorial. He says it's a hot one. Prof. Stratton. Well, what of that? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS'' loi SCRAGG. He says you'll sure get law-suited for it. Prof. Stratton. Sued for libel, you mean. ScRAGG. Yes, I guess that's it ; anyhow, he wants to see you. Prof. Stratton. Tell him that I can't see him just now. SCRAGG. Yes, sir. Prof. Stratton, And, Scragg, tell him I know what I'm about. SCRAGG. I'll bet my life on that. Prof. Prof. Stratton. Tell him not to lose his nerve, Scragg. I'll stand for every word of it. Do you imderstand? Scragg. Yes, sir, I'll tell him; I'll tell him. [He stops.] Why, Prof., I believe I've got more nerve 'en he has. [Pointing to the composing room.] Prof. Stratton. [Looking up.] I believe you have, Scragg. And who can tell — why, some day you may be an editor your- self. Some of the best newspaper men have started as printers' devils. I02 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" SCKAGG. [Incrednlovsiy.] You're not gaiying mc, are you, Prof. ? Prof. Stratton. No, Scragg; that's a fact. SCRAGG. Then I'll he an editor. Prof. Stratton. Spoken like a man, Scragg. Stick by me, my boy, and I'll see that you make that promise good. Scragg. I'll do it, sir. Prof. Stratton. Good ! ! Scragg. [Going.] And I'll tell Mr. King to buck up — you know what you're about. Prof. Stratton. And that I'll join him presently. Scragg. [Beaming all over.] Yes, sir. [E.vit Scragg; he re-enters the composing room L.] [Prof. Stratton tahes up a telegram, then pushes an electric button at the side of his deslc, when an electric hell is heard off scene. An instant later an operator comes down the staircase L. and stands on the platform await- ing orders.] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 103 Operator. Did you ring, sir? Prof. Strattox. Send this message off at once to Chicago, St. Louis, and Xew Orleans, and give me a reply before two o'clock. Operator. Shall I use the code, sir? Prof. Strattox. Xo. Operator. But our competitors may pick the message up on its way. Prof. Strattox. Who cares? We are fighting in the open, and wc only Avant the votes of those who believe in our meth- ods. [He returns to liis desk and examines ivriting.] Send the message. Operator. A'ery well, sir. [He sits in his chair and sends the message. As he operates his instrument, the electric flashes from the indication coil light the room with a weird glare, and as each spark appears, a sharp sound like the craclcing of a lohip is heard. A feiu seconds elapse ivhen the oper- ator having foricarded the message, arises and says.] Any further orders, sir? Prof. Strattox. ]^o, Ijut when Air. Ralph comes in, we shall need you again. 104 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Operator. I shall be in the room above, sir. [He exits up the staircase L.] Prof. Stratton. [To Dawson.] Take this telegram to Mr. Morton and ask him to indorse the answer on the back. Do you know Avhere to find him ? Dawson. I think he's at Mr. Arnold's office. Prof. Stratton. Bring me his answer at once. [Dawson takes his hat hurriedly and goes out B.] Re-enter Scragg. SCRAGG. Mr. King says he must see you, sir. Prof. Stratton. What's the matter now, Scragg? Scragg. It's about that editorial, sir. He says we'll all get jugged if we prints it like that. Prof. Stratton. Confound him, can't he do as he's told? [He rises, leaviiifi the proxies and papers on his desk.] Come, Scragg, we'll soon straighten him out. Scragg. [Beaming all over.] You bet. [Prof. Stratton hurriedly enters the compos- ing room, folloived hy Scragg.] "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 105 Enter Ciiane and his assistant, Pitt. Pitt, [Lool-ing about in surprise.] No one here. Shall we wait ? Ckane. Of course. You didn't find Morton in his office, did you? Pitt. N"o. Cranj::. Nor at the Exchange. ' Pitt. No. Crane. Then the most likely place for ns to find him is here. The governor's orders were imperative for me to deliver this letter to Mr, Morton or Prof. Stratton, personally. Pitt. I thought the old man broke with Morton six years ago. Crane. So he did. Pitt. Then what can he want with him now? Crane. That's the question, Pitt, bnt I think I can answer it. Pitt. What do you mean? Crane. AVhy, the old man is in for the fight of his life. These fellows here, with their infernal yellow journal. io6 '-rHE PARTING OF THE WAYS" have made it too hot for him; they have denounced everybod,y who makes a dollar as thieves, and the pub- lic believes them. Pitt. But what's their game? Ckane. Why, to create a strong sentiment against Kodman and elect directors of their own selection. Pitt. Do you think they will succeed? Crane. They are making a hot light of it, or else the old man would not wish to see Mr. Morton; you can bet your life on that. Pitt. WhcAV ! ! Things have changed. Crane. Yes, and this damn paper is the cause of it all. Pitt. Who would believe it. [Loohing about.] And such a miserable plant as this. Crane. There's where you fool yourself, Pitt. If you had not been in Mexico for the past two years you'd know more about it now. Pitt. But it's only a newspaper, after all. Crane. This is no ordinary paper, Pitt; it's the best organ- ized daily in the TJnited States. They have a plant like ■'THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 107 this in a dozen of the largest cities, and at two o'clock every morning each branch runs off its issue. The total amounts to several million copies. Pitt. Who directs its policy? Crane. The old gentleman who sits at the desk there — Strat- ton's his name. He's the best editorial writer in the United States. Pitt. I J n credulously.] Xo? Crane. Yes, he is. All his editorials are transmitted by wireless to their branch offices. Pitt. That beats mo. Crane. Yes, and this wireless outfit has beaten the old man, for noAv they are independent of any of the telegraph companies. Pitt. [Meditating.] And so they are fighting to get con- trol of the governor's company, eh ? [He crosses and stands before Prof. Stil^tton's desk, upon which there are a pile of papers; he picl's one up.] Hello, what's this? [Reads.] I, Cyrus Brandt, of the Cit}^ of New York, hereby appoint Ealph Morton, of the City of Xew York, my lawful proxy and attor- nev to vote in my name and stead for directors of the io8 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Amalgamated Steel and Iron Company, at the next meeting of the said Company. Signed, Cyrus Brandt. [Repeating.^ Cyrus Brandt!! [In surprise.] What do you think of that, Chief ? Crane. [Seizes the proxy from Pitt and regards it.] I've suspected that fellow of disloyalty for a long time. Pitt. Now, you have the proof. I wish you could show that to Mr. Rodman. [Picking up a lot of proxies.] What's to prevent me from pocketing a dozen of these? Crane. [Much excited.] No, no, that would soon he found out. [Pause.] I have a much better idea. I'll give them my proxy. Pitt. Ha, ha, ha ! That Avould be a joke. Crane. Not such a joke as you think. Pitt. Why not? Crane. Because it would give the old man a trump card if the election should be close. Pitt. I can't believe he'll lose, though. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 109 Crane. [Losing all patience.] Hell!! [Pointing to Branpt's proxy.] This proves that Brandt has de- serted him; who can say who the next traitor will be? Pitt. [Someu'liai subdued.] But suppose they vote the proxy you give them. Crane, I'll take good care of that. Pitt. "What do you mean? Crane. You'll see. [Voices are heard in the composing room L.] [Alert.] Keep your eye on that door. [Pointing at door L.] Pitt. [Crosses, opens the door of composing room L. and peeps in, then says.] They're having a hot argument about something. Crane. So much the better for us. Have you a blank proxA in your pocket? Pitt. Yes, hero. [Hands him one.] Crane. [Seizes the hlanlc, crosses to Prof. Stratton's desk, and hurriedly fills it in.] How many shares of Amal- gamated do vou think John Arnold owns? no "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Pitt. Why John Arnold? Crane. Because I know he has not made up his mind yet He's been abroad these six months, and refused his proxy to any one. Do you think he owns ten thousand shares ? Pitt. Yes, and more. Crane. All right. Here goes Pitt. {Greatly cxcUecL] You're not going to forge Mr, Arnold's name, are you? Whv. that's State Prison. Chief ! ! Crane. [Imperatively.] Be quiet, you fool! [He seizes the proxy and hands it to Pitt to read.] Eead that ! Pitt. [Beads aloud.] John B. Arnold. Well? Crane. Does that look like his handwriting? Pitt. How should I know? Crane. Don't you see the trick, you blockhead? Pitt. Xo, I don't. ■'THE FARTING OF THE WAYS" in Crane. [Regarding Jiiin with contempt.] There is no such man as Jolm B. Arnold. Mr. Arnold has no middle name. Pitt. [Amazed.] Well, what do you think of that? Crane. [Coolly.] Here, 30U see I place it among the others. Xow. if they count it, they will only fool themselves. Pitt. [Alarmed.] But they may vote it? Crane. No, they won't, for the old man will call them down and contest the elections. [Knoiuingly.] That's high finance for you. Pitt. [Sarcastically.] High finance. Ha, ha, ha! [A noise is heard in the composing room L.] Pitt. [Chuclding to himself.] He, he, he! High finance? Crane. Hush ! Pitt. He, he, he ! Crane. [Sharply.] Oh, get out, you fool; I'll manage this myself. Pitt. Very well. I'll go. [He passes toward the door R.] And if T find Morton, I'll tell him you are here waiting for liim. 112 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Crane. {Impatiently J] All right, all right, but get out. Pitt. {Passes out B., laughing.^ {At this instant voices are again heard in the composing room L. Prof. Stkatton enters.^ {He comes in hurriedly from the composing room and stops upon seeing Crane standing centre stage.] Prof. Stratton. {Surprised.] Did you wish to see me? Crane. Eh? Not exactly. I have an important message for Mr. Morton. {Offering the letter.] Prof. Stratton. Well, he's not here. {Looking at the letter.] Do you know the purport of this letter? Crane. Yes, sir. Mr. Eodman wishes to see Mr. Morton be- fore the directors meet at his office to-day. Prof. Stratton. {Gruffly.] Well, if John Eodman wishes to see him, he can come here. Crane. {Somewhat rebuffed.] But — eh? Prof. Stratton. You heard what I said ! Crane. Will Mr. jMorton be in soon ? -THE PARTING OF THE JVAYS" 113 Pkof. Stratton. I'll have liini here in ten minutes. C'rane. A'ery well, I'll tell Mr. Rodman, sir. [Exit Crane. .4*^ he goes out R. Dawson passes him at the doorway. PitOF. Stratton goes to his desk.] Be-enter Dawson. Dawson. [Goes up to Prof. Stratton and hands him a note, saying.] Here's Mr. Morton's answer, sir. Prof. Stratton. Where rlid yon find him? Dawson. At Mr. xVrnold's office. He was trying to win him over. Prof. Stratton. [Surprised.] Then Arnold's hack from Europe? D AAV son. Yes, sir; he arrived this morning. Prof. Stratton. That's good news. Go hack at once and tell Morton that John Rodman is coming here in a few moments. Dawson. What 1 1 Rodman coming here? Prof. Stratton. [Ini patient}}].] Go and get Morton. 114 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Dawson. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. [Exit Dawson. He departs hurriedly R.\ Enter The League of Journalists. {As Dawson goes out, leaving the door open, voices are heard in the passageway. At this Prof. Stratton rises and Hall, Ben- son, Bryce, and Saunders enter with much ado. Prof. Stratton advances and greets them enthusiastically .\ Prof. Stratton. [Shaking hands ivith each.] Good morning, gentle- men. How goes the campaign with your j)apers? Benson. [Cheerily.'] Oh, we're convincing them fast enough. Bryce. We are getting the proxies, all right. Hall. Look at these ! [He hands Prof. Stratton a bun- dle of proxies.] Look at 'em. Votes for five thousand shares. Bryce. Here are four thousand more. [Hands him a paclcet.] Oh, we'll have a majority, that's sure. •p9:^nnoo Prof. Stratton. I hope so, but nobody can tell that until the votes are Hall. I'll bet we'll win. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 115 Benson. Of course, we will. The public are with us. Rod- man can't hold his own directors any longer, and now that the Governor of the State has authorized our com- mittee of investigation, they see where the fight is lead- ing. Hall. High finance can't stand publicity, Professor. Prof. Stratton. Oh, I'm not discouraged. [Softly.'] Eodman is coming here in a few minutes to meet Ralph. Benson. The devil he is? Prof. Stratton. Yes. Hall. Then he's up to something. Bryce. No, he's badly frightened, that's all. Prof. Stratton. He may be frightened, but remember it's votes that count. Hall. You're right. Benson. Let us be off then; time is precious. Prof. Stratton. Yes, the success of our campaign depends on our holding a majority. ii6 '-THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Hall. Oh, we'll beat him vet. Come, boys, hustle is the word. {Goin<).] We'll keep 3'ou informed, Professor. \Exit The League with much ado 7?.] Prof. Stratton. [Resumes his duties at his desk.] Be-enter the Operator. \He comes doivn the staircase and hands the Professor a telegram, saying.] Operator. Here's yonr answer, sir. Every shareholder has been notified. Prof. Stratton. Good, that was quick work. Operator. Any other orders, sir? P]{0F. Stratton. i^o. not at present. [Exit Operator up staii-case L.] Enter Reginald Eodman. [He is evidently embarrassed, hut advances and says.] Reginald. Good morning, sir. Prof. Stratton. ' [Regarding him over his glasses. Aside.] Young Rodman? What brings him here? Reginald. Has my father called this morning? "THE PARTISG OF THE WAYS' 117 Prof. Stratton. No, Imt I expect him here very shortly. Eeginald. {Asidc.^^ I thought so. Prof. Strattox. What did you say? Reginald. Oh, nothing. ILow do you think the election will go. Professor? Prof. Strattox. I can tell you that better \\\\Qn the votes are counted. Eegixald. Ah, yes, of course; but do you think there is any chance of the governor losing control? He seems very much worried about the matter. Prof. Strattox. T don't know — what do you think? Regix^ald. He's in for a hot fight. He can't hold the directors together this time — you know Cyrus Brandt has de- serted him. Prof. Strattox. [Surprised.^ H-m-m-m — who told you that? Eegixald. [Aside.] He doesn't deny it. [Aloud.] Oh, never mind; you see I'm quite well informed. Prof. Strattox. [Off his guard.] I can't understand why Mr. Brandt should toll vou. ii8 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Eeginald. [SignificanUy aside.] He didn't. Prof. Steatton, Young man, what did you come here for, anyway? Eeginald. [Coolly.] Do you think Mr. Morton could see me a moment ? Pkof. Stratton. 'No, for he's at Mr. Arnold's office now. Eeginald. [Gives a start and says, aside.] Arnold's office — that settles it — I'm on the right scent this time. He'll wing him yet. [Aloud.] I'll not wait. Prof. Stratton. [Rises and lool:s in the composing room and says gruffly.] No, don't Eeginald. [Starts to go, then hesitates, stands irresolute, then says aside.] The governor is going to lose the election I'll bet my life on it. Moments mean millions ! By heaA'ens, I'll risk it. [Aloud.] May I use your tele- phone, Professor? Prof. Stratton. [At door.] Yes, help yourself. [He enters the com- posing room for a moment.] Eeginald. [Seated at Dawson's deslc, takes up telephone and says.] Hello, Central; give me one, eight, four, two. Broad [Pause.] Is this Van Brunt & Porter? [Pause.] Take my order for two thousand shares of "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 119 Amalgamated at the market price, and tell Mr. Van Brunt I'll come over directly. {He replaces the tele- phone and says.] Thank you very much, sir. [He turns, and seeing no one, says.] Ha! he's gone — well, I'm off. \Exit Reginald. He passes out quicJcly R.] [At this instant. Prof. Stratton opens the door of composing room and stands an instant ivatching the men at work, then he re-enters just as Reginald goes out.] Enter John Rodman. [He is accompanied hy Crane, who having hrought him safely to the door, leaves him, saying.] Crane. These are the offices of "The Standard," sir. Rodman. ^^^1Y, Morton is not here yet. Where's the Editor? Crane. There he is, sir. Rodman. [Lotv to Crane.] Thank you; that will do. [Exit Crane R.] Prof. Stratton. [Lool's up and observes Mr. Rodman, who seems to he preoccupied. Advancing, he says politely.] Mr. Rodman, I believe? Rodman. Yes, and 3'ou are Prof. Wilmer Stratton, are you not? Prof. Stratton. Yes, I have the honor to be the Editor-in-Chief of "The Standard." 120 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. T am o]ad to meet you. If I remember correctly, you called upon me the day of the panic? Pi!OF. Stratton. Yes. EODMAN. I regret that it was impossible for me to see you then. I could not have seen my best friend at that mo- ment. Prof. Stratton. Oh, the matter is forgotten, I assure you. EODMAN. {Kiudhj.} T am glad of that; much has happened since that day. PuoF. Stratton. Much indeed. Be seated, will you? [He offers Mr. Rodman a chair, ichicli lie places centre stage, and tal-es another himself and sits near him.] Mr. j\Iorton will be here in a moment. Rodman. I hope Morton and I shall be aljle to come to some 'agreement. It would be to the interests of all con- cerned if we could. [Bluntly.] You know I am an old stager in this business. I have had to fight all my life, but the campaign you and Morton are carrying on is an unusual one. Prof. Stratton. Publicity is a Ijitter campaign, I admit, but it was the only weapon we had left when you ruined Ralph. -THE PARTING OP THE WAYS" 121 EODMAX. Tic could have been a multi-millionaire to-day if lie liad followed my advice. Prof. Strattox. T have no doiil)t of that, but he chose to protect his friends and save his honor. liODilAN. He Avas always sentimental, but sentiment never yet produced success. How much longer do you think he is going to keep up this tight ? [The door L. opens, and Ralppi Morton en- ters. He stands eying Rodmax an instant. Prof. Strattox arises and lools in his direc- tion.] Prof. Strattox. I don't know, but here he is ; he can answer for him- self. RODMAX'. [Jn>('s and looks at RALrii as he enters.] RODMAX. Ah, there you are, Morton. [Ralph nods to liim. crosses and takes the cliair offered by Prof. Strattox. u-lio returns to his duties at his desk.] MORTOX. So you want to know how much longer we are going to continue this campaign, eh? RODMAX. Yes. 122 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" MOUTON. Well, we are going to keep it up until we have smashed the whole rotten system that has made you and your friends rich. We are striking at the root now — i^erhaps you can see where the fight is leading. EODMAN. [Evasively.'] No, I cannot. Morton. Then I will show you. You and your class have grown rich and great by privilege, but if we wrench these privileges from you, we shall put you down where you belong, here upon a level of opportunity with other men. [He points to the floor.] EODMAX. Now, see here, Morton; I didn't come here to argue on generalities, but to try to come to an agreement with you. Morton. Ha ! ! EODMAN. This campaign of yours is imfair. _ Morton. I don't think so. [Forcefully.] Oh! You are be- ginning to feel the lash of public opinion at last. This Amalgamated affair has opened the eyes of the public and now that the people are awake, do you imagine that they will allow these shameful conditions to continue? Rodman. Bah ! ! These conditions have alwavs existed. •'THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 123 Morton. That is not true. You have constructed a tariff to suit yourselves; 3^ou have invented a rebate system con- trary to law that has reaped you untold millions — you have perfected a system by which the savings of the people are diverted into your hands, and by trickery you defraud the public of their just dues. EODMAN, [Amazed.'] Great heavens, Morton, you don't pro- pose to liold me responsible for all these things, do you? Morton. You are but the symbol of your class, John Eod- man; your treachery precipitated this fight; why should you complain at the notoriety you have attained? Rodman. Your League of Journalists is responsible for this. Morton. [Hotly.] Yes, and they will be your undoing as sure as there is a sun in heaven. EODMAN. You will never live to see that day, Morton. The strong have ruled the world since it was made; the strong Avill ahvays rule; the weak must submit. Morton. Yes, the strong will rule, but the strong shall be the man with right upon his side. [Pause.] Six years ago you thought I was ruined and helpless; to-day I again dispute with you the control of The Amalga- mated Company; you must admit there is some irony in this. 124 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. I do admit it; but I deny that 3'ou will succeed. yile rises.] MORTOX. [Also rises.] Time shall decide tliat. . Prof. Stratton. [Also rises and attempts to attract Ralph's atten- tion, hut Ealph, ivitli a ivave of the hand, passes him and crosses L.] Eodman. Yes. \ Regarding his watch a.s tJietj cross.] The vote will be taken at two o'clock, then you will see your mistake. [Pause.] Frankly, Morton, I hoped we would be able to come to some working agreement and cease this useless struggle, but I see you are as stubborn as ever. Tell me, what is your real reason for fighting me in this way? Morton. [Hotly.] We believe we are right! Bodman. [Laugliing.] Ha, ha, ha! Morton. [Continues.] Don't laugh, for there is a question of principle involved in this matter that you seem to overlook. Eodman. Nonsense ! ! Morton. You believe in the modern methods of high finance, graft, trickery, and deceit. We believe in a square deal, and if we win, it will be because we have convinced the public that we are right and you are wrong. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 125 Rodman. Oil I Ila, ha, ha I So 3^011 are fighting for the i)uh- lic, eh? Morton. Yes, their cause is our own. Snch gigantic enter- prises are a menace to the country. Rodman. Bosh ! Concentration is the order of the da_y. Would it surprise you. Morton, if I told you that the directors, their friends and myself, actually own a control of the Amalgamated Company ? Morton. {(ireaily excited.] Yes, it Avould, for it is not true. It is not true. Rodman. [Force fully.] It is true, and you will find it out to your sorrow. Then you may go to the public for con- solation. Morton. [WoU-infj vp and doron.] I don't believe it; I don't believe it. [lie stops short.] And I'll tell you why. Rodman. [Suavely.] "Well, why? Morton. Because Ave have secured an immense number of proxies from our agents in Europe and from people in this country whom we never suspected owned a share. Rodman. Well? ^lORTON. These, together with the verbal promises we have, will more than give us a majority. 126 '-THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. Ha, lia, lia ! You don't mean to say that you count on verbal promises? Morton. [With conviction.^ Yes, I do, for there's a moral force in this campaign. We've carried the war into your own camp. EODMAN. [Fiercely.^ What do you mean b}'^ that? Morton. Tliat some of your own directors will vote for us. EODMAN. {Stands aghast, hut does not speak. ^ Morton. Oh, they are not all as bad as you think they are, Hodman. No, not by a damn sight ! EODMAN. [Choking with rage.] It's a lie! It's a lie! I'll soon find out who the traitors are. And when I do, I'll crush them; I'll have no mercy on them. They'll go by the board even if they are my best friends. Morton. [Tauntingly.] Oh, you'll crush them if 5^ou can, that's what you thought you did with me. But here I am to taunt you and hurl back at you the lie that you teach and believe. EODMAN. What's that? Morton, That the great luring motive of this world is selfish- ness, and that any one is a fool who counts upon any- thing else. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 127 Rodman. And so lie is Morton, Well, you will see to-day upon what a frail founda- tion 3'ou have built your gigantic structure. Already it is tottering; soon it will fall. Rodman, [Furiously.^ We shall see; we shall see! [Laugh- ing wildly, he rushes out L.] Ha, ha, ha! We shall see ! [Exit Rodman R.] [Ralph stands transfixed an instant; Prof. StEx4.tton advances and grasps him hy the hand. At this instant Dawson enters and quietly takes his seat at the telephone desTc.^ Prof. Steatton. Ralph, you should not have told him that some of the directors would desert him. Ralph. Why? Prof. Stratton. Because he may suspect Brandt and Arnold. Ralph. I know Brandt has been very outspoken ; he may sus- pect him, but why should he suspect Arnold? Prof. Stratton. Because I have his proxy here for ten thousand shares. Ralph. [Dumbfounded.'] That is impossible, for not a half hour ago he refused to give it to me. 128 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Prof. Strattox. [Seizing the proxy thai he has discovered.] Well, how do you account for this, then ? Ealph. [Dazed.] I don't knoAv. Prof. Stratton. That is his signature, is it not? Ralph. Xo, it cannot he, hut wait a moment ; we'll soon find out. [Calling.] Dawson! Dawson. Yes, sir. [He rises.] Ealph. Co to Mr. Arnold's office and sa}' that I must see liim at once. Dawson. [Surprised.] Yes. sir. Ralph. Don't waste a moment! Go!! [ffe pushes him out of the door.] [Exit Dawsox R.] Prof. Stratton. [More cahnhj.] You tliink it is a forgery? Ralph. I am certain of it. Prof. Strattox. But why sliould any one do such a thing? Ralph. Oh. T could give you a dozen reasons — hut never mind now. "THE rARTING OF THE WAYS" 129 Prof. Stratton". Forgery is a serious matter, Ealph. Ealph. Yes, and if "\ve trace this to Eodman's crew, we'll beat them. Prof. Stratton. They must be hard pressed, to descend to such meth- ods. Ealph. They are, old friend ; this is the time we have them on the run. [Enter John Arnold, followed by Dawson.] Dawson. [Entering.] This way, sir. [As Mr. Arnold enters, Ealph advances and greets him cordially.] Ealph. I'm glad you've come, Arnold. Arnold. AVhat's the trouble now? Prof. Stratton. [Advancing.] We believe some one forged your name to this. [He hands him the proxy.] Arnold. [Surprised.] That's not my signature; I have given my proxy to no one. Ealph. I was sure of that. 130 '-THE PARTING OF THE IF AYS" Arnold. [Studying the paper.] Why, this is a most palpahle forgeiy. I have no middle name — this is signed John B. Arnohl. Prof. Strattox. Oh! Arnold. Why should I give it — for only ten thousand shares, when I own doul)lc that amount? Prof. Strattox. [Aghast.] You own twenty thousand shares? Arnold. Yes, I have increased my holdings greatly in the last six years. Ealph. I thought so. Prof. Stratton. Can you imagine who has forged your name? Arnold. ISTo. How do you think it got there? Prof. Stratton. It probably came in the mail. Arnold. It's a contemptible trick to invalidate the election. Prof. Stratton. Do you think so ? Arnold. I am sure of it; give me that piece of paper and I'll confront John Eodman with it. [To Prof. S.] May I keep it? [Prof, lool's at Ealpii, who says.] '■THE PARTING OF THE IV AYS" 131 Kalph. Yes, keep it, Arnold. You are an honest man, but we are sorry to see you in such bad company. Arnold. [/b'ad/?/.] And so it has come to forgery at last? Ealph. Yes, a cause built upon treachery and dishonesty will never hesitate to descend to still baser methods to succeed, until there comes a time when the whole rot- ten structure falls in a heap. Arnold. [Almost inaudihly.] Yes — yes Ealph. [ Firmly. 1 Arnold, that time has come I You, too, have come to a parting of the ways. Arnold. [Dazed.] Yes, yes. I thought I had reached that point six 3^ears ago. Ealph. You mean when the directors passed the dividend? Arnold. I nearly had a majority with me that day. I pleaded with them not to listen to Eodman, but he cracked the whip and they all ran to cover like a lot of frightened chickens. Ealph. What happened then? Arnold. I saw that I was alone. [Sadly.] There was noth- ing- to do but bow before the storm. 132 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ralph. And since then? Arnold. I have been considered a dangerous element in the directorate. Ealph. [In a hindly manner.] But matters have changed somewhat of late, have they not? Come, join us, Arnold. Let us work together and set this magnificent enterprise upon a solid foundation based upon honesty and fair dealing. Come ! ! Arnold. [Pitifully.] I dare not! I dare not. He will crush me; he will leave no stone unturned. Ealph. What of that? Arnold. I know him- — I fear him. Ealph. John Eodman is only a man ; why should you fear him? Do we look as though we feared him? [He puts liis hand affectionately on Arnold^s shoulder.] Arnold. [Pleading.] I'm an old man, Morton. I can't fight like you young men. Ealppi. Then we'll fight for you, my friend. Give us your proxy, and we'll take care of the rest. Prof. Steatton. Your opportunities are great. Mr. Arnold. A stigma of forgery now rests upon the people with whom you -THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 133 are associated — Avho can foresee what the new develop- ment may be? Arnold. [With hoived head.] I know — I know. Prof. Stratton. You cannot afford to be associated with such men. Arnold. [Takes out his handkerchief and wipes the perspira- tion from his forehead.] Yes — I know that — but • [He hesitates.] Ralph. Give me a blank proxy, Professor. [Prof. Stratton hands him one. Ralph rap- idly fills it in, saying.] You own twenty thousand shares, do you not? Arnold. [Staiids irresolute, hut nods in assent.] Ralph. [Handing him the proxy.] There Arnold. [Loolis at it fearfully, then folds it, saying, aside.] I dare not Prof. Stratton. Courage, my good man, courage. Ralph. Sign that, Arnold, and you'll give John Rodman an answer he can understand. Arnold. [In a trembling voice.] He'll crush us all. He's a hard man. No, no; I must first be sure that we have majority. 134 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. [Joyfully.] Ha, ha. ha! Well, 1113^ friend, I'll con- vince yon of that in short order when I get yon at the meeting. [To Pkof. Stratton.] Call the operator, Professor. Prof. Stratton. [Presses a hutton at tlie side of his desk and an elec- tric hell rings off scene; instantly the operator appears at staircase and descends, awaiting orders.] Ealph. [Eapidly to Prof. Stratton.] Quick, give me those proxies; don't miss one of them. [The Professor hands him the packet.] Send this message to every one of our branch offices. [Exultantly.] Flash the news from Maine to Florida and from the Atlantic to the Pacific. "Buy Amalgamated — it's a hundred to one we win !" [He seizes his hat from his desk, takes Arnold hy the arm and scmjs.] Come, Arnold; let us go to the meeting. There's going to be a change in the directorate of The Amalgamated Company to-day. And you are the man who will make it possible. Come ! [As Ralph and Arnold pass toioard the door R., Prof. Stratton rises and hands the Operator a telegram. He takes it, and in- stantly flashes the message. As he does so the weird glare of the electric spark lights the room, and the curtain descends as the Profes- sor sits intently vjatching the Operator.] [Exeunt Ealph and Arnold R.] CUETAIN". '•THE PARTING OF THE JFAYS' 135 ACT IV. Scene. The drawing-room of Mrs. Morton's palatial resi- dence. Riverside Drive, Aciv YorJc City. The flat at hacJc shotvs the Palisades in the distance and the Hudson River with its traffic and myriad of lights in the foreground. The drawing-room is supposed to he located on the second story of the residence. At the hack of this large room is an immense casement loindoiv, which, when open, discloses a balcony ivitli stone balustrade overloolc- ing the Drive and its concourse. On the right and left of this large casement windoiv are boolccases. Rich damash ciwtains operating on brass rods are draivn across the windows. On the right side of the draiving-room is a handsome fireplace, before wliich there is placed a Morris chair in rich up- holstery. A door on right, beyond the fireplace, leads to the library, and a door on left opposite to the staircase and hallway. A table and three chairs are located left, and an electric lamp, shaded by a handsome glass globe, rests upon the table. The furnishing of this room denotes excellent taste and refinement. It is not lighted by the old chande- lier system, but by a number of electric sconces, which are shaded by sill-. These give a rich, warm, gloiv to the room. Time. Eight o'clocl-, the evening of the same day. Autumn, 1909. Discovered. ]\fRS. Morton is seated before the handsome fireplace in the Alorris chair, and .Agnes Imeels beside her, 136 -'THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" reading from a hook ivliich she rests upon the lap of Mrs. Morton. Mrs. Morton. Oh, how beautiful; read the passage again, Agnes. Enter Marte. [As Marie enters, Mrs. Morton observes her and motions to Agnes^ saying.] Mrs. Morton. Wait a moment, Agnes. Marie. Shall we keep the table set for Mr. Morton? It's eight o'clock. Mrs. Morton. Certainly. [Exit Marie R.] Mrs. Morton. Will he never come? Agnes. You should not worr}' so, Auntie. Mrs. Morton. I can't help it, my child. Agnes. The decisive battle was to be fought to-day. Mrs. Morton. Aye, but had Ealph won? Agnes. I am certain of it. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" i37 Mrs. Morton. Then, avIiv does he not come to tell us so? Agnes. [Kindly. \ Be patient, Aimtie; he will come. Mrs. Morton. Yes; yes. [She motions to Agnes to continue 7-ead- ing.] Agnes. [Reading slowly and distinctly.] To live content with small means. To seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion. To he worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich. To study hard, thinlv quietly, talk gently, act frankly. To listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages with open heart. To hear all cheerfully, do all bravely. Await occasions. Hurry never [She stops and looks up in Mrs. Morton's face.] Mrs. Morton. [Dreamily.] How beautiful!! Agnes. [Repeating.] Hurry, never! Ha, ha, ha! Why, even Dr. Channing must consider that a joke; cer- tainly he could not have been thinking of Wall Street when he wrote that. Mrs. Morton. No, my child; great souls such as his live in another world — far, far from the madding throng that frequent the money mart, the so-called world of high finance. Re-enter Marie. Marie. [Announciiig.] Dr. Frederick Thompson. 138 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Mrs. Morton. Show him in at once^ Marie. Marie. He's coining, ma'am. [Blie lools off L.] Agnes. [Arising.] Ah, now we shall have the news. Ejiter Dr. Frederick Thompson. [He enters gleefully and hears an evening ''Standard" in his hand.] Dr. Thompson. [Joyfully as he advances.] We've won. We've won. See, here is the evening paper. Eead it. Agnes. [Seizing the paper.] Quick, quick; let me see it. Dr. Thompson. Eead Stratton's editorial if you want to know all about it. [Pointing out the article.] There!! Why, that editorial has made a sensation. Oh, I think Eod- man and his friends are beginning to have a healthy re- spect for public opinion now. Mrs. Morton. Where is Ealph, Doctor? Dr. Thompson. He and Stratton are coming together. I left the meeting as soon as the new Board was formed. Think of it — I am now a director in the great Amalgamated Steel & Iron Company. Mrs. Morton, [Surprised.] Indeed? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 139 Dr. Thompson. Yes, Ealpli is President, and Stratton Treasurer. At last we hold control. Mrs. Morton. That is good news. Doctor ! ! Dr. Thompson. [Advancing.] Have you no congratulations to offer, Miss Hampton? Surely, Ralph's victory means much to you. Agnes. Yes Dr. Thompson. [Slyly.] A wedding, eh? A blushing bride in tulle and orange blossoms iVoNES. Yes — it means everything to me. Dr. Thompson. How long have you and Ralph been engaged ? Agnes. Six long years. Dr. Thompson. Why have you not been married before? Agnes. Neither he nor T wished it whilst his great purpose re- mained Tinfuliilled. Dr. Thompson. But now that he has won? Agnes. He will keep his word [Slowly] and the promise he made me the day we became engaged. 140 '•THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Dr. Thompson. WTiat was that? Agnes. To withdraw the Company forever from specula- tion. De. Thompson. Ah ! But will he ? Agnes. Yes, I am sure he will. Dr. Thompson. [Their conversation is interrupted by voices off scene L.] Why, I believe that is Ralph now. [He passes L.] [Enter Ralph Morton, accompanied by Prof. W. Stratton. They are heard laughing off scene and enter L., arm in arm, in great glee. Ralph advances at once to his mother, and takes her lovingly in his arms as she rises. Prof. Stratton crosses to Agnes and greets her ivarndy, then nods to Dr. Thompson.] Ralph. [Exult in gly.] Mother, mother; we've won; we've won. [She remains in his embrace an instant.] Mrs. Morton. [Quietly.] I've heard, Ralph. Ralph. But you cannot realize what this means to me, Mother. It means victory, success. Success for hon- esty in — business. Mrs. Morton. [Regarding him. lovingly.] Yes? •'THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 141 Ealph. [Rapidly.] Mother, I did wonders Avhen I won Ar- nold over. Oh, you should have seen Eodman when Arnold and I walked into the meeting, arm in arm. I thought he would choke with rage. He denounced us as traitors, until we cut him short and demanded the vote. Ha, ha, ha I AA'Tiy, he even tried to challenge the election. Mrs. Mortox. What ? Ralph. Oh, but we had the votes. Mrs. Morton. Well ! Ealph. Then he came over to me and said : Morton, you have beaten me; what do you propose to do, now that you are in control? Mrs. Mortox. And Avhat did you say? Ealph. That I would put the Company on a dividend-paying basis, and treat every investor alike. Mrs. Mortox. What did he say to that? Ealph. He actually laughed at me and told me I was a fool ! a fool ! Mrs. Mortox. Indeed ! Ealph. Well, time shall prove which of us is the fool. 142 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Prof. Stratton. You will come out all right, Ealpli; men like Eod- man can lose a million and never miss it, but when you show them to the world in their true light, they recog- nize that public opinion means something. Ealph. Yes, that's it — public opinion. The country is weary of the graft and corruption that pervades all lines of endeavor; a cry has gone up for honest}' — simple, old- fashioned honesty. Dr. Thompsox. The people want a square deal ! Prof. Stratton. Yes, and I predict they are going to get it. See what we have done with our "Standard" and a few thousand dollars. Ealph. God knows it's a great victory, but until we have Eodman converted to our ways of doing business there is danger. He is still a power in the financial world. Eemember that. Prof. Stratton. Not such a power as he thinks. Why, see how the advance in Amalgamated swept all before it to-dav. Ealph. \Reflecting.] That was something unprecedented, and what I cannot understand is that the advance started an half hour before the vote was announced. Dr. Thompson. [Cynically.] There is no accounting for the vagaries of the Stock Exchange. "THE. PARTING OF THE WAYS" 143 Ealpii. [Vexed.] I beg your pardon. Doctor; there is. Every effect has a cause. 1 would give a good deal to know who rushed the market to-day. Prof. Steatton. So you think some powerful interests have been oper- ating with us. Ealppi. I am certain of it — but who they were or upon what information they operated beats me. Why, even we ourselves \\'ere not sure of victory until the vote was counted. Prof. Stratton. No doubt we shall learn the cause in time. Enter Marie and later Eeginald Eodman. Marie. Young Mr. Eodman to see Mr. Morton. Ealph. [Sumcivliat mir prised.] I shall go and see what he wants. Mrs. Morton. [Eising.] iSTo, Ealph; ask him up; Agnes and I will go into the library. Come, Agnes, and bring your book with you. [To Dr. Thompson.] I hope you and the Professor will Join us in a cup of tea before you leave. Prof. Stratton. Thank you. Dr. Thompson. I shall be delighted. [Exeunt Mrs. Morton and Agnes to library R. They pass into the library and Marie has 144 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS'' started toward the door L., when Eeginald EODMAN enters. His face is flushed, and it is evident that he is slightly intoxicated. In a most effusive manner, he says.] Reginald. Ah, there you are. Mr. Morton. Ha, ha, ha ! You are the hero of the day. You're the real thing. Ha, ha, ha ! Didn't we wallop them ? Ealph. Yes, yes. [He regards him disdainfully.] I fear you have had too much champagne, Eeggie. Reginald. Oh, we only had a bottle. Ralph. [Beprovingly.] Only a bottle? And you came here to tell me that? • Reginald. Ha, ha, ha ! Oh, dear, no. I came here to thank you. Ralph. Thank me? For what? Reginald. For letting me in on the ground floor. Ralph. How so? I never gave yoii any advice. Reginald. [Tauntingly.] Then, I suppose I haven't anything to thank you for, eh ? Ralph. [Irritated.] No; not in the least. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 145 Eeginald. Ha, ha^ ha I That's a good joke. Ralph. A joke? \^Aside.] Pshaw, he's drimk. EEGI^^ALD. Yes, a joke. Isn't Amalgamated hack where it was six years ago? Ralph. Yes. Reginald. "Well, who put it there? Ralph. I did, as miicli as any man. Prof. SxRATTOisr. Oh, hut how al)out the "Standard"? Reginald. Bosh! hnt who tipped the hoys off? Ralph. The news was pnl)lic property when we sent it ont. Reginald. But the stock had already advanced twenty points. Ha, ha, ha ! How do you account for that ? Ralph. [TiefJecfing.] That's something that puzzles me. Prof. Stratton. Tlie young scamp knows more than he will tell. 146 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Reginald. [Tauniinghj.] Ye gods, you, the captain and or- ganizer of the Amalgamated campaign, can't tell how it all happened. Ha. ha, ha ! That's a good joke. Ealph. [Vexed.] No, I can't. Eeginald. Ha, ha, ha ! Well, I can tell you how it happened. Ralph. [Lool:s straight at Reginald.] How? Reginald. You gave me the tip. Ralph. Nonsense Reginald. Yes, while you were thinking about the dear pub- lic. Van Brunt and Porter, a few friends and myself, went in and picked up several millions. Ha, ha, ha ! That's why I've come to thank you. Ralph. So yovi rushed the market, eh? How did you know that we had a majorit}^? Reginald. Oh ! Ha, ha, ha ! AVell, never mind. High finance is a great game, but I am learning it little by little. You must look out for yourself first, Morton. Let the public take care of themselves, you know Ralph. You've been gamblino: on our raining control? '•THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 147 Eeginald. [Regarding him.] Eh? [Nonchalantly.] Oh, there wasn't much of a gamble about it. Ralph. Then you knew how many proxies we had? Reginald. No, but I knew the governor was worried stiff when Brandt deserted him, and I knew that if you could win Arnold over, you had the governor beat. Ralph. [Hotly.] And you didn't consider that a gamble ? Reginald. Xo — not when you know them all as well as I do. Ralph. So that's it, eh? Well, I consider you an infernal gambler. Even I myself was not certain that we would win until Arnold supported us. Reginald. But he backed you up, didn't he ? Ralph. Yes. Reginald. Well, I knew he would. Ha, ha, ha ! And yet you call that a gamble? Ralph. Yes, an infernal gamble. It's time for decent men to get out of business when a cub like you can make a million in a few minutes. Reginald. That's high finance for you, Morton ! 148 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. [Furiously.^ High finance, eh? Well, it's a rotten game, when such things can happen. It's time I got out of Wall Street. Eeginald. [Alarmed.] Oh, don't do that, Mr. Morton; don't do that. We need men like yon to look after the in- terests of the dear public. Ealph. While yon and your friends feather your own nests. No, by heavens ! ! Eeginald. But every share we bought to-day helped boom Amal- gamated. Didn't it ? Ealph. Yes, but if to-morrow you and your thimble-rigging crowd could make a dollar by fighting us, you would sell us out and laugh in our faces. Eeginald. Oh ! Don't borrow trouble, Mr. Morton. We'll stick by you. Ealph. Ha, ha, ha ! Oh, you will ! Yet you've been operat- ing against your own father. [Forcefully^] I'll drive every Wall Street shark out of our company or I'll quit the game. Prof. Stratton. [Advanchuj to Eeginald.] How did your father take his defeat, Mr. Eeginald? Eeginald. Oh ! He's sore, sore, sore ! ! ! '•THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 149 Pkof. Stratton. Does he know you have been operating against him? Reginald. JS'ot yet. Prof. Stratton. Well, your actions Avill not help matters between you and him. Eeginald. He would have done just as I did, if he had been in my place. Prof. Stratton. I doubt it. Reginald. Yes, he would. Xo — I'll tell you what he's sore about. Prof. Stratton. ^\^lat ? Reginald. That editorial in this evening's ^'Standard." Prof. Stratton. Oh, ho ! ! Reginald. Yes, he told me so. He said that was the only game he couldn't beat. Oh, you would be sorry for the gov- ernor if you saw him to-night. [He ivalJcs imstcculily up scene, while Ralph crosses to Prof. Stratton.] Ralph. [Earnestly to Prof. Stratton.] I should like to see Rodman. Prof. Stratton. But why? 150 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. Perhaps I can open his eyes to the rottenness of our present speculative methods. Prof. Steatton. You'll never do that, Ealph. Ealppi. [To Prof. Stratton.] Well, I intend to try. [He crosses to Eeginald.] You said a few moments ago that you were indebted to me for the pile you made to-day. [Reginald nods in assent.] Well, you can re- pay me in a very simple way if you wish. Eeginald. [Surpnsed.] Eh I How? Ealph. By bringing vour father here to-night — can you do that? Eeginald. Ha, ha, ha ! Well, I can try. [Pause.] What shall I tell him? Ealph. Tell him we wish to see him on an important matter. Eeginald. Oh, that won't work. I understand these matters better than you do. I'll tell him you have a proposi- tion to make him. Ealph. No ! Don't lie about it. Eeginald. [Going.] Well, you want me to bring him here, don't you? Ealph. Yes. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 151 Reginald. Then leave the matter to me. 1^11 have him here in ten minutes. Ralph. But no lying, mind you. Reginald. [Exits, laughing.] Ha, ha, ha! Just leave that to me. [Exit Reginald L.] Ee-enter Mes. Morton a^id Agnes Hampton. They enter, aiin in arm, from the library right.] Ralph. [Joyfully.] Mother, mother, I have good news for you. Mrs. Morton. [Looking up in his face.] Yes, Ralph? Ralph. I expect John Rodman here in a few moments. Mrs. Morton. John Rodman coming here? I hoped you and he had parted company forever. Ralph. Yes, yes. Mrs. Morton. Then, why do you wish to see him? You and your friends are in control. Ralph. For the present, yes — but I am looking forward now to the future. Mrs. Morton. [Anxiously.] I do not imderstand. 152 -THE PARTING Of THE WAYS" Ealpii. \ Eodman is still a man to be reckoned with; you know, he owns over thirty-five thousand shares. Mrs. Morton. Well? Ealph. He is very bitter against nic;. Mrs. Morton. That is natural. R ALP 11. What we have won l)y force, must be maintained by force, unless he is conciliated. Mrs. Morton. You will never do that, Ealph. EALni. It must Ijc done, mother. Mrs. Morton. [Patheticalhj.] This fight will be your undoing yet. Ealpii. That is to be seen. We are in control, but we must do more. We must secure a majority of the stock and place it where neither Eodman nor the bandits of Wall Street can attack it. Mrs. Morton. You cannot expect John Eodman to help you after the humiliation you have imposed upon him. Ealpii. T am not so certain of that. He ought to know that the most stable companies are not quoted on the ex- chano'c. '■THE FARTIXG OF THE WAYS" 153 Mrs. j\roRToy. ISTo, liis pride ■would not permit it. Ealpii. I can try. I am determined to put corporation busi- ness on an honest basis. It is the only way to protect the public. Mrs. Morton. I fear the public is more to you than your home, your sweetheart, or your — mother liALPIl. Ah, don't say that. Mrs. Morton. Ah I But 'tis true. Ealppi. No, mother, 'tis not true. [Pause.] I must make our company a model to the whole financial world. Mrs. Morton. I hope you may, Kalph, but you owe something to us. [Pointing to Agnes, tvho lias silently ivitlidrawn and is loohing out of the iciiidoiv.] Have you forgot- ten her? Ealph. I owe her everything, mother. Why, she's the bravest little woman in the world. Yes, and we'll he married yet, but not until this Amalgamated business is settled once and for all. Mrs. Morton. [Sadhj.] When will that be, Ealpli? Ealppi. When Eodman becomes a friend and helps us tight for honest business methods. [Pause.] The men who have made this countrv great miist also make it good. 154 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Mrs. Mortojvt. Then I fear the matter will never be settled? Ealph. Yes, it will, mother ; the men of wealth must be made to do their duty, for the great mass of people are in- capable of solving the grave problems that confront us. When men like Eodman join us and fight for the right, instead of the wrong, then we shall have a better world. Mrs. Morton. [Shakes her head douhtfuUy.] Re-enter Marie. Marie. [To Mrs. Morton.] The tea is served. Mrs. Morton. Thank you. Marie. [To the others.] Come, Doc- tor ; come, Professor ! [They pass into the Library R. Mrs. Morton going first, the Professor and Doctor fol- lowing her.] [Ealph advances toward Agnes, whom he ob- serves at the casement ivindow; before he reaches her, however, she turns and greets him. As she does so, she brushes her hand- Jcerchief across her eyes and tries to smile. Seeing this, Ealpii puts his arm lovingly around her.] Ealph. Crying? Why, this is no time for tears. Come, my little sweetheart; we shall be married, and that quite soon. Did vou overhear our conversation? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 155 Agnes. Yes! [Looking up in his face.] Kalph. Come, let us sit before the fire. [They cross R. Ralph rolls the large Morris chair before the fire and places Agnes in it. He then sits upon the arm of the chair and puts his arm around her. Then looJcing in her face, he says.] What do you think, little woman? Agnes. [Hesitates and then says sloivly.] I don't think you can win Mr. Eodman over to your way of doing busi- ness. Ealph. I think 1 can, if you will help me. Agnes. But liow can I ? I'll show you. Well? Ealph. Agnes. Ealph. [Rapidly.] I believe that Eodman begins to see his mistake. For the first time in his life he has found men opposed to him whom he can neither browbeat, cajole, nor buy. We have beaten him by courage and honesty, but our success has left him embittered against UP. Agnes. Well? 156 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. In business he has always maintained that sentiment plays no part, yet in his heart he surely believes other- wise. Agnes. Do you think so? Ralph. I am sure of it, and if you can help to win him to our cause, you will have accomplished more than we all have done in the last six years. Agnes. He has not felt very kindly toward me since I gave my fortune to you to start a press campaign against him. Ealph. Perhaps not, but I'll bet he admires you for your pluck. Agnes. Do you think so? Yes. Ealph. Agnes. Then I shall try. [A noise is heard witliout.] Hark. I thought I heard a cab. [She passes to the casement windoiv and Tool's out.'] No, I must have been mis- taken. [She 7101V throivs the ivindow wide open, and the hriUiant concourse and Hudson River come in view. The scene is supcrh and Agnes says gleefully.] Look, Ealph; is that not beautiful? Come, breathe the fresh air; it will' help to hlow your cares away. ■'THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 157 [Ralph follows her out upon ilie balcony. At this instant a military hand is heard flaying in the distance. They stand in view of the audience an instant and as the music dies aivay they pass to the right of the halcony, leaving the casement open; by this manoeuvre they are still "en scene/' but out of vieio from the audience.^ [Enter Johis" Eodman, accompanied by Regi- nald Rodman.] Marie. [Shoivs ihem in from B., and as she does so, she takes Mr. Rodman's hat and coat. She then notices the open casement windoio, crosses and closes it, then turns and says.^ I shall tell Mr. Morton. [She enters the library.'] [Exit Marie R.] Rodman. [Takes a chair, places it R. C and seats himself. He then withdraws his handkerchief from his pocket, wipes his brow, replaces it, and sits tvith his head bowed, his hands covering his face in a most dejected manner.] Reginald. [Noting the despair of his father, comes up to his side and slaps him, affectionately on the back, saying.] Oh, buck lip. clad ; buck up. It isn't as bad as all that. Rodman. [Shakes his head sadly, saying.] No, no Reginald. Pshaw ! Don't worry so. I've made a pile to-day, even if vou haven't. IS8 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. [Surprised.] So you've been speculating, eli? Eeginald. [Apologetically.'] Oh, only a little flyer, dad, but that helps square things. Rodman. [Turyis on Mm sharply.] No, it does not. Do you think I'm worrying about money now, you fool ? Reginald. [Surprised.] Oh ! ! Rodman. No, I've all the money I want [Pause] and more. No, it's not that. Reginald. What then ? Rodman. They've touched my pride. [Withdraiving a ropy of "The Standard" and pointing to the editorial.] They've created a powerful sentiment against me, and to-day John Watts served notice that I need not expect him to help float any more companies. [Laughing bitterly.] Ha, ha, ha ! "\Vliat do you think of that ? Reginald. [Hotly.] He's a damned hypocrite, Rodman. Of course he is. Just the same when the news goes forth to-night that I've lost control and am deposed as president, we'll lose prestige with the big firms in the street; then we'll be cut socially. [Laughing hitterly.] Ha, ha, ha ! Do you know what that means ? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 159 Eeginald. [Mucli tvorried.] Yes ! Yes. [At this moment the casement window is heard to open sliglitly.] Hush ! EODMAN. [Arises and looks in the direction of the casement windoiv, and sees Ealph and x\gnes.] Eeginald. Dad, I'll leave 5^ou and come back after you have seen him. [Pointing to Morton.] Maybe he has some suggestion to make. EODMAN. [Assents and Eeginald passes quietly out L.] [Ealph and Agnes now re-enter from the bal- cony, closing the casement behind them. Both are surprised at seeing Mr. Eodman alone.] Ealph. [Advancing.] Ah ! I'm glad you've come, Eodman. [He offers his hand.] Eodman. [Sullenly refusing, saying.] No, thank you. Agnes. [Noiu advances and says cheerfully.] I'm glad to see you, Mr. Eodman. [She offers him her hand.] Won't you shake hands with me? [Pause.] You were my guardian once, you know. Eodman. [Does not take her hand, but crosses.] Yes, and you repaid me for my kindness by giving your fortune to i6o "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Morton there to start "The Standard." Why did you do that? Agnes, Because I believed he was right. EODMAN. Oh ■ Agnes. And because I love him. EODMAN. Ah ! I see — an affair of the heart — a matter of sen- timent. {Kindly.^ Well, I bear you no ill will. [He shaTces her hy the hand.] Agnes. "\Miy cannot you and Mr. Morton be friends? EODMAN. Impossible. This afternoon I offered him peace, but he refused it. To-night his paper, "The Standard," openly attacks me. N^o, we have never been further apart than at this moment. Agnes. Oil, but there must be a way to settle this matter. EODMAN. I see none. Agnes. I think you both misunderstand each other. EODMAN. [Sulle7ily.] No. Agnes. I hope this may not prove so. I do, indeed. "THE FARTING OF THE WAYS" ' i6i EODMAN. We shall see. [Re-enter Marie from library right.] Marie. The tea is served, Miss Hampton. Agnes. Will 3'on join us, Mr. Eodman? EODMAN. No, thank you. [Exit Agnes and Marie; they pass into the lihrary E.] [After Agnes has passed out Eodman turns to Ealph aiid says.] Eodman, You wish to see me, Morton? Ealph. Take a seat, will you? [He offers him a chair.] Eodman. [Curtly.] ISTo, thank you. [They cross.] Let us get down to business. Why do you wish to see me? Ealph, [Someivhat reiujfed.] I think it is time we discard our differences and come together on the right basis. Eodman, [Cynically.] You mean the moral basis of "The Standard"?" Ealph. Yes. i62 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAX. [Dry] I/.] Xo, you wanted control. Well, now you have it — go it alone, and keep it if you can. RALrpi. I am not trying to shirk my responsihilities, Mr. Rodman, liut I believe no matter is settled until it is settled right. EODMAN. What do you mean? You and your friends are in control, are you not? Ralph. Yes. Rodman. Well, what more do you want? Ralph. I Avant you to join us and support our policy. Rodman. You are joking? Ralph. ISTo, I am not. Rodman. Then you have lost all sense of humor. You don't expect me to join you and su]3port a policy that I know to he absurd after fighting you and your friends for six years. Ralph. Yes. I do, for I am certain that you believe in your heart that our policy is right. Rodman. I Ijelievc nothing of the kind, and the day will come when you Avill have a rude awakening. '•THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 163 Ealph. Wliat do you mean? EODMAN. You have chosen to put your faith in the jjublic — for the moment they are with you, but they will dis- card you and your lofty ideals the moment their selfish interests are better served by another. Ralph. I don't believe it. Rodman, Wait until the company has a reverse, and you will have abundant proof of it. Ralph. I hope not. Rodman. You will discover 3^our mistake. [Pause.] I want to tell you something, Morton ; you would not listen to me this afternoon; perhaps you will listen to me now. Ralph. [Again offers Jiim a chair. This time Rodman ac- cepts and seats himself. Ralph takes another chair and sits beside him.] Well? Rodman. Who are these people in whom you take so much in- terest ? I mean these stockholders ? Ralph. They are our partners — at least, that is the way they* should be considered. Rodman. Kot at all. They are a mob who are trying to get rich without work. Will you admit that there is not i64 '•THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" one among the thousands of shareholders with intelli- gence enough to conceive, much less organize, the gi- gantic trust that you and I launched with such success ? Ealph. [Shrugs Ms shoulders, hut does not answer.] Rodman. Will you admit that? Ealph. I will not deny it. Rodman. Ah ! ! Good I ! Well, then, will you tell me why wo should be so considerate of this mob — what have they done to create the wealth that we have produced by our genius and energy? Ralph. They have loaned us their money. Rodman. What else? Ralph. Nothing. Rodman. Good ! You admit that. Well, as far as I am con- cerned, they are mere pawns in the game. Ralph, And yet these pawns, as you call them, have given my friends and myself control. Rodman. Yes, because you promised them six per cent. ■'THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 165 Ralph. Yes, I promised them that when they invested and I shall keep my word. EODMAN. That will depend upon business conditions, not upon the stockholders. You have a big contract ahead of you, Morton. Ealph. I am well aware of that — and that is why I wish you to join us. I have never underestimated your ability. EODMAN. I am glad to hear that. Ralph. Besides, you are the largest single stockholder in the Company. Rodman. And my holdings suddenly dropped upon the market would create a flurry. Eh? Ralph. Yes. • Rodman. Well, I have no intention of biting my nose off to spite my face. Ko, I'll bide my time. Waves of re- form come and go, human nature remains the same. Ralph. A cynical belief that. Rodman". Perhaps, but true nevertheless. [Pause.] Morton. I am a much older man than you, I have seen more of the w^orld, I could never have achieved what I have, if i66 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" I had depended upon the generosity of human nature. No, this is a selfish workl and he who appeals to self- interest always wins. Ralph. Did Brandt and Arnold consider their hest interests when they deserted you? Rodman. You will admit they have lost nothing? Ralph. Bah ! ! They acted from principle, Rodman. Ha, ha, ha ! ^\^iy, we all act from principle, Morton. You have your convictions. I have mine; only there is the distance of the jjoles between us. That is wh}^ Ave never can agree. Ralph. We can't agree because you believe in man's baseness and selfishness; I, in his loftier generous nature. Rodman. I am not a philosopher, Morton. Tell me why you refused my offer this afternoon? Ralph. I was not in control then, but now Rodman. It is different, eh? Ralph. Yes. [He arises and ipuis Ms hand kindly on Rod- man's shoulder.] Join us, accept our policy, and let us make the Amalgamated Company a monument to "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 167 yourself, for without you it would never have existed. {Pause], Eodman, the policy of the square deal has come to stay. Eodman. Ha, ha. ha I The square deal? It seems to me I've heard that expression before. Ealph. You have. Eodman. And you believe that if we accept this policy we shall succeed ? Ealph. [^yit]l conviction.] I am absolutely certain of it. EODMAX. [Seriously.] I wish I could have your confidence. Ealph. The events of the last four 3'ears should convince you that we are right. Eodman. [Hesitates, then says.] No, I judge the future by tlie past. Ealph. That is not always wise. Eodman. Perhaps. [Pause.] You know I was taught to be- lieve the ideals for which you contend — but experience convinced me of my error. Ealph. [Kindhj.] What led you to lose faith? i68 -THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. Listen and I will tell you. [Kalph takes his seat again ivliile IiODMAN speahs.^^ At an early age I entered the oil business in Penn- sylvania. I was employed by a large firm as shipping agent. In those days you will remember all transporta- tion was by water. We shipped immense quantities of oil by boat from Pittsburgh to St. Louis, and the com- petition to that point eventually l^ecame very keen. Well ! I soon discovered that our firm was being un- dersold, and as our competitors were small firms, who could neither buy nor refine the oil as cheaply as we could — I determined to discover the cause. Ealpii. And what was the result? PODMAX. I discovered that our competitors were receiving gen- erous rebates upon their shipments, and by these means were able to undersell us. I placed the matter before our firm, and they gave me authority to act. Palph. Well? PODMAN^. The upshot of the matter was that I made a private contract with the Transportation Company that enabled us to undersell every competitor in the trade. Palph. You outbid your competitors? PODMAN. Yes. The result was instantaneous — we secured con- trol of the market. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 169 Ealpii. But where is the moral in all this? EODMAN. I Avill show you. Our competitors bought the freight agent. I went them one better— I bought the President of the Transportation Company. Ealph. Still I fail to see your point. EODMAX. I had heretofore believed that men occupying posi- tions of trust were beyond reproach, but it is not so. Ealph. I am sorry to hear that. EODMAX. Yes, it was a rude awakening. The argument of self-interest never failed. Ealph. You mean you bribed these officials ? EODMAN. I prefer to say we bought them — and we bought them cheap. As soon as the success of our Company became known and I was elected President of a large Trust Company in St. Louis. Ealph. And you employed the same methods there? EODMAN. When it became necessary. If legislation was wanted, we bought a congressman or a senator; the principle was always the same — we appealed to their self-interest. I/O "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. Then you found your argument always successful ? EODMAN. Yes. "Every man had his j^rice.'^ Ealph. And if his price was excessive? EODMAN. Then we fought him. Ealph. [Ironicalhj.] Oh ! Then you had to fight some — times. EODMAN. What of that, if you have millions at your command ? Ealph. True! EODMAN. I became very rich. Then it became less a matter of money than to be ranked for my ability. Ealph. And it was then that you conceived the Amalgamated Steel and Iron Company? EODMAN. Yes, of all my ventures, this was by far the greatest, the most magnificent. To carry it to unbounded suc- cess was my great ambition. Why, I would rather be President of this great company than Chief Executive of the United States. Ealph. You would? -THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" i/i BODMAlSr. Yes. [-4. long pause.] Ealph. Then let us come to an agreement. EODMAN. \ Surprised.] What? Ralph. I will retire from the company in your favor. KODMAN. [Dumhfounded.] You offer me the presidency? Ealph. Yes, if you accept our policy. EODMAN. [Stands silent.] Ealph. \With conviction.] Think what great good a man of vour ability is capable of. All we ask is a square deal ; accept the presidency. EODMAX. But how about yourself? Ealph. I would be satisfied with a seat on the board. I did not seek the presidency ; it was forced upon me. EODMAN. It was ? Ealph. Yes. I do not want it. EODMAN. You amaze me! [Pause.] But if I were to accept you would expect the company to pay six per cent. Eh . 1/2 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ealph. Certainl}'. You know it can be done. EODMAN. But the public. They ma)' imagine there is some sinister motive back of it alh Ealppi. At first perhaps. The}^'!! Ije convinced when they receive their dividends. EODMAX. [Be fleeting.] I'll think it over. Ealph. "The Standard" goes to press at twelve. It is now nine. [Both men rise; Ealph puts his hand on Eod- man's shoulder.] Accept, Eodman. Come, let us work together; let us make our company not only the great- est, but the best on earth. Let us set it upon a founda- tion of integrity, without speculation, that shall be a model to the world. Then, when the time comes for us to render our account, we can say with honest}' — that we have not lived in vain. Eodmaj^". [Stands irresolute^ hut does not speaTc.] Ealph. Together we cannot fail. EoDMAisr. [TTalf in an aside.'] Yes, that is true. Ealph. Together we need not fear the fickle public. When we have kept faith with them, we need not ask their advice. ''THE PARTING OF THE IV AYS" i73 EODMAN. Ha, ha, ha ! The advice of the public ? No, we don't need that ! Ealph. "We'll pool a majority of the stock and hold control. EODMAN. [Half in an aside.] Yes, yes; the control must be absolute. Ealph. It can bo made so. [A pause.] Why do you hesi- tate ? EODMAN. [Aside.] Hesitate? [Alert.] Frankly, Morton, I'm quite unprepared for your generous offer. Ealppt. Don't worry about that. Accept and let us end this eternal feud. Eodmax. Let mo think it over. Ealpii. Certainly. [Pause.] Stratton will call tbe directors together, and before the clock strikes twelve we can have the matter officially settled. [Ealph starts toivard the lihrary R.] Eodmax. [Does not answer, hut ivalhs up and down.] [Agxes Hampton enters quietly from the lihrary R.] [She carries a silver tray upon luhich there are two cups of tea, a sugar howl, and a pair of sugar tongs. As she enters, Ealph meets hp'>' at the lihrary door and says eagerly.] 174 'THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Ralph. Has Stratton gone yet, Agnes? Agnes. No, he is still in the libraiy. Ealph. Ah! Good. [Ealph enters the library E.] [Agnes stands a moment disconcerted, then loolcing left, site observes Mr. Eodman stand- ing alone in meditation. She advances toward him and offers him a cup of tea.] Agnes. Won't you have a cujd of tea, Mr. Eodman? [Eod- MAN preoccwpied.] Just to please me? Eodman. {Regards her hindly and then nods in assent.] i\.GNES. Then come and sit in this easy chair, and I will serve it to you. [She ivaRs toward the Morris chair.] Eodman. [Complies mechanically; tvhen he is seated Agnes biings a tabourette and places it upon his left side. She then offers him the tea, which he takes from the tray. This done, she takes up the tongs and drops a lump of sugar in his cup. She is about to drop a second lump, ivhen he observes her and says.] Oh, thank you ; one will do. Agnes. [She then places the tray upon the tabourette, and taking up the stool upon ivhich she was seated when "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 175 reading to Mrs. Morton^ flaces it upon the right side of Mr. Eodman^ who, now reposed, sits staring into the open fire. This done, she says quietly.] May I sit by you ? EODMAN, [Somewhat awahened from his reverie.] Certainly!! Agnes. [Coyly.] AVliat are you thinking about, Mr. Eod- man ? EODMAN. [Eegarding her.] Would you really like to know? Agnes. Yes, indeed I would. EODMAN. Well, I will tell you. I was thinking- of my daughter Edith. You know you remind me of her. Agxes. I? EODMAN. [Sadly.] Yes. Ah, were she alive to-day, I should liave some one to comfort me in my old age — some one to advise me in my time of trouble. Agnes. Surely you are not alone? EODMAN. Yes — quite alone. Agnes. Your son Ecginald is left you. EODMAN. Yes, Eeginald is left me — my millions are left me, but what comfort do I get from either? Eeginald is a 176 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" disappointment — and my millions {He laughs bitterly.] Ha, ha, ha! Well, I hoped by means of them to achieve my ambition. [Bitterly.'] And I would have succeeded single-handed and alone, had not Morton crossed my path. [More quietly.] Now, to-night — I find myself at "The parting of the ways." I must decide to-night. Agnes. [Surprised.] Decide? EODMAN. Whether we continue the fight, or accept his policy. Agnes. [Alarmed.] Continue to fight? What good is to be gained by it. [Eagerly.] No, you must not do that. Rodman. ' [Regarding her affectionately.] I believe that is what Edith would have said. Agnes. [With conviction.] Yes, yes; I am certain of it. Join hands with Ealph, then I will be your friend for- ever. Won't 3^ou let me be your friend? Rodman. [Distractedly.] Eh ? Agnes. Won't you let mc be a daughter to yoti? Rodman. You? Agnes. ■Would you not love me if I were your daughter ? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 177 EODMAN. [Eagerly.] Yes, yes. Agnes. WoTilcl you not come and ask my advice? EODMAN. Yes. Agnes. And if I were really your daughter, would you not let me comfort you when you were sad and lonely? EODMAN. Yes, yes. Agnes. [Imploringly.] Then, let me be a daughter to you; you will never regret it. i^o, never, never. EODMAN. And if I join hands with Ealph, Avill you l)e a daugh- ter to me? Agnes. [Joyfully.] Yes, yes. I'll be more; I'll be 3'our good fairy. I'll open a new world to you. EODMAN. [Tahing her hand and looking scarchingly in her face.] You will open a new world to me? What do you mean ? Agnes. You are rich — very rich? EODMAN. Yes. Agnes. Yet wliat pleasure have your millions Ijrought you ? 178 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. [Turns his head aside ^ hut does not a^iswer.] Agnes. IS'one — nonej save the pleasure of amassing them. EODMAN. [Lools in her face, hut does not speaJc] Agnes. Let me show 3-011 the great ijossibilities that await 3^011. EODMAN. AAvait me? Agnes. Yes, I will open a new world to 3'ou and the glory and honor shall be yonrs. EODMAN. The honor mine? Agnes. Yes, yonrs. Look at the miracles Ealph has accom- plished with my small fortune. EODMAN. Only half a million ! If I remember correctly. Agnes. That was all. EODMAN. And you let him risk every penny in that paper? Agnes. Yes; every penny in '"The Standard." EODMAN. [Almost in an aside, yet forcefully.] And with that paltry sum, they have smitten me hip and thigh. I "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 179 can scarcely believe it. [Repeating to himself.] It is incredible. [Aloud.] Why, I have spent five times that sum in getting the j)apers to defend me. [To Agnes.] And you were quite certain the cause you chamjiioned was right? Agnes. [ll'///t co)iviction.] Absolutely certain. EODMAN. [Aside.] I have never seen such conviction before in one so young. [Faiise.] There must be something real in such faith. Agnes. There is, Mr. Eodman. Oh, believe me; there is The cause of justice and truth is as fixed as the stars. [A momentary pause.] Rodman. And what if I were to champion this cause of yours? Agnes. I should love and honor you till your dying day. Rodman. Love me? [He takes lier hand affectionately in his own.] Love. Oh, that is a word I have not heard for many a day. Agnes. Yet we cannot live without it. Love is the axis on which the world revolves. Rodman. [Aside.] I have tried to reason otherwise. Yet there is something here [Touching his heart] that tells me that all my reasoning is false. [Turning to Agnes.] You love Ralph Morton? i8o "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" xIgnes. Yes, with all 1113' heart. EODMAX. And you will marry him? Agnes. Yes. EODMAN. When? Agnes. When you are his friend instead of his enemy. EODMAN. Then it rests upon my decision? Agnes. [With bowed head.] Yes. [She arises.'] Listen to the dictates of your heart. Rodman. [Begards her Mndhj.] Agnes. Then let the hetter nature in you assert itself, and peace and happiness shall be yours. EODMAN. [Wearily.] Peace — and — happiness have never been mine, but God knows I need them now. [He rests his bach upon the chair. 1 Re-enter Maeie. Maeie. Mrs. Morton wishes to speak to you, Miss Hampton. "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" i8i Agnes. I shall come directly, Marie. Will you excuse me, Mr. Rodman? EODMAN. [He doses liis eyes and says.] Certainly. [Exeunt Marie and Agnes. They enter library R.] Re-enter Epjginald Eodman. [He enters from L. unannounced, evidently much wor- ried and serious. A.fter staring blankly about for an instant, he observes his father seated R. He luaU'S over and puts liis hand lightly on his father's shoulder. This awakens Mr. Eodman from his reverie. Then Eeginald says earnestly.] Eeginald. Have you and Morton got together yet, dad? Eodman. [Sullenly.] No. Eeginald. Then you had hetter do it before it is too late — the game's going against you. Eodman. [Regards him in surprise.] Eh? Eeginald. There's some bad news about the Trust Company that served notice on you to-day. Eodman. The South- Western ? Well? Eeginald. Their President has just committed suicide. i82 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. [Dumbfounded.] John Watts dead? Reginald. Yes — less than an hour ago. Rodman. [Deeply affected.] My God, that's awful ! Reginald. They say he was in deej), dad — been speculating with the bank's funds. Rodman. I do not doubt it. [Fausc] But there's nothing new in that. Reginald. Oh, no. Ha, ha, ha ! That's high finance, all right. But when he couldn't make good, they threatened him with imprisonment. Then he blew his brains out. Rodman. [Deeply dejected.] My God! My God! Specula- tion ! ! [He sits silent a moment, then jumps up sud- denly and looks Reginald straight in the eyes. Reginald recoils under his fathers gaze.] Who backed you in your speculation to-day? Reginald. [Uneasily.] Van Brunt & Porter. Rodman. Who was back of them ? Reginald. How should I know ? "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 183 EODMAX. You don't know, eh? Reginald. Xo. EODMAN. Well, I'll tell you. It was John AVatts. Eegixald. [Incrcduloushj.] Xo? EODMAX. Yes. I tell you. I know it for a fact. Take my word for it, Yan Brunt & Porter will be mixed up in this affair. Eeginald. [Nerves himself and says coolly.] What of it? I don't owe them a cent. EODMAN". Xo, you won out to-day, but if you had lost, you, too, might have been implicated in this scandal. Eeginald. [Tries to laughs hut cannot.] EODMAN, Oh 1 You are not such a fool but that you can un- derstand. Oh, no. [With power and conviction.] Well, this gambling has got to stop. Eeginaid. Oh ! Don't lecture me, dad. I only play the game the way you do. i84 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" EODMAN. [Forcefully.'] No, you' do not I But there's going to be a change from this day forth. I'll take my oath on that — and if you do not give up speculation, I'll disown you and give my fortune to Miss Hampton or to charity. Regixald. [Amazed ^, Oh, dad. EODMAX. [Cold and forcefully.] Yes, I mean every word — every word. Reginald. [Stands dumbfounded, unahle to speal\] EODMAX. I do not propose to die disgraced and dishonored in my old age — your gamljling will surely lead to that. Besides I can read the handwriting on the wall. The death knell of high finance will soon l)e sounded. Mor- ton is right. The square deal has come to stay, and the men who try to stem the storm now will meet de- feat as John Watts has done. [Be walls np and doiv7i.] Oh! I begin to see more clearly. [He stops short, turns on Reginald, laughs bitterly, and says.] Ha, ha, ha ! And I have you to thank for it, Reggie —you. Reginald. [Amazed.] Me? Rodman. Yes, you — you scamp; you fool, you gambler. You have held the mirror up to me. Ha, ha, ha ! And the picture doesn't please me. Xo, no. Gambling niakes crooks of everybody. [^Yall■ing up and doicn.] I wish Morton would come. -THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" 185 Ealph. [Calling from the lihrarij.] Eodman! Rodman! RODMAX. That's his voice. [To Reginald.] Xow, be off. Wait at home until I return. Reginald. [Dazed and unresisting, allows his father to push him toivard the door L. He passes out L.] Ee-enter Ralph Moeton and Agnes Hampton. [They enter arm in arm from the lihrary E. Rodman meets them centre stage.'] Ralph. Come. Rodman; the directors are waiting for yon. Rodman. Ah ! Good. Ralph. [Overjoyed.] Then you will accept the presidency of the Company, and carry our policy to success ? Rodman. [With conviction.] Yes, Morton, for you and "The Standard" are right. [Forcefully.] I am convinced, and what is more I shall use the power of my wealth now to secure legislation that shall prevent stock gam- bling, and suppress by every other means the dishonest methods of High Finance. Ralph. [With deep emotion.] Thank you. Thank you. You will never regret it. [He gives him his hand.] i86 "THE PARTING OF THE WAYS" Agnes. [Advancing.] No, not as long- as you live. Ealph. {^Y^lo stands centre, now turns to x\gxes and satjs.'] And now, my brave little woman, when shall we be married ? Agnes. [Looks up searcMngly in his eyes.] To-morrow, if you wish. Ealph. [Puts liis arm around her and says.] Then to-mor- row it shall be. [As he still holds Agnes in a tight em- brace, he turns to Eodman and says.] And as the chimes ring forth the joyful news to all the world [He gives Eodman his harid again] let us not forget that we stand no longer at "The Parting of the Wavs." CUETAIN f^lAY 6 WIO ^(\^^ One copy del. to Cat. Div liiiiiiiiL _P 016 235 650 1 • #