Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-02-17
NICHOLAS HARBoUR's WORK.
'Whoso Lorcth Not Ills Brother JyhoD He
IIntH SEEM"

'Vhoso Lorcth Not His Brother TyHoH. He
HnM SEEM"
So far as I can learn, only one event
ever took place at Kcrr's Ford. 1t hap
pened years ago, but it is the gossip of
tile village to this day; you hear dark allu-
slons to it at tea-parties or the church sew
ing-circle, as to a legend belonging to the
iar, outlying regions of antiquity; at the
rug-shops or about the stove at the post
office, however, it is openly talked of,
when the magnates OF the village are
assembled, and with illy-concealed pride.
New York and Washington may have
their murders and gigantic frauds; but
herr's Ford, also, has had her mystery,
her sensation, which, with head lines, filled
column OF the county newspaper. The
whole story hinges on the appearance OF
astranger. Col. Caldwell, with the Judge
and Phipps, the undertaken, claim to
have first seen this man; he was coming
up the street as they were sitting in front
OF Bryces store smoking their cigars af-
ter dinner, one October afternoon
Il noticed the man." the Colonel is
wont to say. ''The Judge, he Just had
asked me about my pigs CALDWELL he
says, 'how's pork with you. and SAYS
pretty fair, considerin' the scarcity of
chestnut mast (chestnuts failed entire
that year)-when I noticed this man
coming direct to us, crossin' by Hobbies
grist-mill. Here's tramp l says. Not
that tramps Or strangers was any novelty
IN kerr's Ford. Id seen three 90 through
the town that very week, comm up from
Coalport. It's regular sink Of iniquity
that town. But I've keen eve for
character, and l seen at a glance that this
man was different from anything that
even Coalport could produce in the way
OF rascality. 'Twan't his clothes, though
they might have been his sleepin' appar-
ell in the gutter; an twan t his lean, shak-
in hands. Lots of men in our town is no
better off till they've driven nail in
their coffin in the mornin'; and twan't
that his cheek was yellow and sunk like
corpse's neyther. Twas his eye, sir.
AS soon as l seen that fellows eve. I
says to Phipps; Here's map would cut
your throat for aquarter Of dollar l
can see through human nature better'n
most men, If do say it,
The man, just as the Colonel pronounced
this verdict on him, stopped by the curb
stone.
"There seems to be some kind of excite
ment in your town." he said, with hint
OF amusement in his tone; what is it?''
"a church fair" said Bryce, ALWAYS CT
VII to possible patron of the barrel OF
whlskey kept on tap at the back of the
store.
S'Church fair?" staring at the little, very
new, very Gothic stone house at the foot
of the hill. Religious community here
| reckon. Pays humping salary? Good
tat ground for young preacher to settle
down in-heh?"
"1es," said Bryce. "Pratty fair salary,
though our clergyman don't need it. He
has good income Of his own
ooh! A good income?" the man repeat
ed with the same peculiar smile. "a rich
man preaching the Gospel for big salary
Yes" The judge turned sternly on him
Something in his voice and manner made
the men forget his squalid clothes and
treat him as an equal. "He breaches the
Gospel, sir, because he was called of the
Lord to do it. Money would be no temp
tation to him. He belongs, I believe, tc
one of the wealthiest families in Western
New 1ork-the Harbours"
HARBOUR" with sudden stride which
brought his eager, lean face close to
Bryce's -"Nicholas Harbour?n
Eyes, his name is Nicholas. Here he
comes, by the way. you'd better come in
and take something, said Bryce, uneasily.
The clergyman was the embodiment, in
his eyes, of gentility as we'll as goodness,
and he had no mind to be seen by him in
company with his new com panion.
Clergyman, eh? Good inceme?" NUT
tered the fellow, watching the slight,
black-coated figure as it came alertly up
the shaded street. "No, I'll not 90 in;
want nothing to drink. I've drank too
much already