The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1877-02-28
CHAPTER III.
POWER IS FOUND.

Poverty sometimes protects the poor,
even d. it oPpresses. Had Saul Macy
been q college scientist, expert
1nenting with acids and alkalies, retOrts
and crucihe~. in some laboratory replete
EiJh ''cHrue1iS.'' he might hate blown up
q University Juilding full Of students, to-
tetF er witt his own professOrship. As it
was, our Inventors lack of scientific means,
and lack # means generally, which incOn-
yenienced him at times, now prevented a
catastrophe. That strOng-walled old stable,
and Its high rGiteTs, allowed his "TOTer'' TO
I expend itself without demolisling eYery-
! thing: and, although Saul Macy lay
stretched amidst the ruins of his work;
/ with fra gmeHt of marble weighing on
( MS chest, his face covered with blood, and
! his eyes closed in Il stupOr, the Inventor;
: to a oms; rs might have been the result,
/ undtT more expensive chemical conditions.
But another body lay prone upon that
. stone flooring by the bedside. Poor Susie s
II Eyes were closed. and her fond heart stiIled;
20 that neither vile nor husband could re-
spond To a loud knocking which soon re.
sounded m gate which barred admittancs,
through the rear fence, to that enclosure
wherein the able stood.
No door opened iatO the stable out of ths
z back street 9u which 1t abutted; but tho
fence Latr wa close % side-entrance from
the vacant lot; and the fence gate was
barred inside -. if stranger had come
that hour. while saul and Susie Jay insensi~
Die, he wousa lave, probably, gone away
without seeing them. 1T was no stranger,
. .pweNeT. WttO Knocked so loudly and per.
-i-tentIy; for It was Mr.. McArdle, the house
agent, who came punctually on Friday
nights, 10 collect hiS dollar, which Susie al
ways had ready for him, whether a crust of
bread RENAME! IL her cupboard or not. Mr..
McAr5le wa a ScotcE man, and liked pune
:Uality- ard .e had never knocked at that
Yard gate HeiUlC ~ shout obtaining I'M
nediute alDit'a1o- Consequently, when
lie lad alarmed al the tenement honse PEG
pie. on the opposite sidewalk, and collected
IA crowd Of urahn- about him, he began tc
think something was the matter with his
static tenants.
,Ju-t then an old tenement house mother,
after Knocking tGe heads of two unruly
children together, abruptly shifted the air,
and cried ont, II smell smoke; Mays
house is on hre ~
'Oyer tbe fence, one Of You boys" COM
manded Mr.. McArdie; and adOzcn juveniles,
who liked tue fam, were straddlng that
boarded barrier in Il moment. The first
over quickly unbarred the gate, and Mr.
McArdle entered tue lot, and tried Alacy's
door, which yielded at once.
Fire FIRE exclaimed a lad; as smoke
rolled out of the open door. McArdle
caught glimpse Of fire; but he saw some
thing else beside it; the form Of Macy, as
he had fallen; with blood flowing under his
brown hair.
Pressing over the threshold, and, with
n rapid glance, taking in the situation, hS
saw that nothing was to be apprehended
from fire; for there was hardly woodwork
enough inside to make blaze high enough
to infiame those solid oak rafters. As
prudent Scotchman, therefore, who dis
liked tumult. his first care was to adj
minister a cuff to that officious child who
voeiferated ''fre!n And then, charging
heavily upon the boys comrades, he bnn-
died them promises ously out of the en-
closure, and slot TIE bar behind them.
"You1l no BE wanted here; and there's
no house on fire for ye - was his sharp adj
monition to them, accompanied by an up
raised cane which some Of them had felt
about their legs before that day Thus left
to himself, the house agent proceeded to
look after Saul Macy, whom he soon
brought to consciousness under the appli-
cation of cold water.
Day had not faded from the February
sky; and the glare of burning charcoal on
the stone floor, was reflected by streaks of
sunlight stealing through a window Of the
stable, which looked to the west. And
when Saul Macy. after McArdle. washed