Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1881-08-18

his Mntter--this was one of the few
werds preserved ofthe grandfather
tongne--he should first seize upon q
q weapon az defence. Dayton was
too intent upon his object to notice
him, and he drew back farther into
the corner and resumed his seat as
the roar ceased Morley, aroused by
the rough shaking. looked around with
9 pitions. helpless expression in his
blood-shot eyes. and asked in the gut-
tpFal tome of one awakening ont az a
drunken sfupors
: - 1T do you wAnE Go Oh. 4
don't want you he continued, not
recognizing Dayton.
But ! want yon, old boy; rouse
up; I've got news for you" said
Dayton. and giving . peculiar whis-
tie, which caused John who, with
his back to the scene, was bending
over with his head in his hands, to lift
one elbow and peep through the open
ing thus made, to investigate. He
opened his Teutonic jaws, the better
to manage his rising breath, as he
saw brigand-looking man enter with
small glass lantern In one hand and
black bottle in the other and set
them down on a table near the door
opening into the eating room, and con-
tinued his pantomime BY spreading the
indigo Of his iris to its fullness as
Dayton dragged Morley up to the ta-
bic and dumped him into a chair
His thoughts reverted to the Forty
Thieves he had seen on the boards Of
the Walnut in a flying holiday trip
to "Philadelphy" with his Water the
previous season, and he cautiously
pressed the elbow Of duty against the
pocket toassure himselfhis littlesheep-
skin purse was there. Dayton, laying
a slip of paper on the table. pulled
down Morley's face close TO it, and
told him to write his. Dayton's name,
on it. It was check drawn on Day
ton for fve-hundred dollars. The
villains object was to cause the poor
fellow to commit forgery, the inn
keeper, as accomplice, playing bank
er. Morley took the pen, which
Dayton had dipped in the old cork
inkstand produced by the innkeeper
and handed him, and he poised it in
his hand while he turned the paper
over several times-as by force Of Gus
tom-for no recognition of the import
of it was revealed in his look.
why don't you write, idiot? It
for Lucy's sake; she wants to buy old
Rachel back, and she'll have no mon
ey but yours" spoke Dayton, holding
the paper down on the table with the
thumb and jewelled finger of his left
hand. giving Morley poke with the
other.
Lucy RachelT' It was as If a
glorious trumpet-tone broke the cata-
leptic sleep that held his senses. He
snatched the paper from under Day
tons fingers, and the characters seem
ed to burn into his blood-shot eyes,
for they cleaned like Goals of fire as
he sprung from the chair, and crush
ing the almost fatal parchment in a
mad grasp, cried out with suppressed
rage, VILLAIN T. making q rush at
the shrinking fiend. who sought the
protection of his aecomplice standing
against the farthest wall. Something
arrested his footsteps, and q tender
emotion overspread his face, restoring
for the moment to the bloated fea-
lures their old splendid beauty
Saved And by my mothers Godf'
he whispered in q voice of thanksgiv-
ing, sobbing like rescued child as
he sunk into his chair. Can we doubt
the guardian power Of Christian
mother, even beyond, in the upper
Eternity
"I'm tired of this twaddle, and
by - you shall do as I want you" "
said Dayton, summoning courage to
return, and seizing Morley by the arm,
the ruffian tried to force the pen be-
tween his fingers, continuing with q
terrible oath, I'll break you to my
purpose or Ill kill your
'No yeou doen't. mister. if John
Grimes knows on it, by old Billy
Penn's hat" This was the mild par
allel of the Mutter to the Waters en-
phatic, "By the eternal" Of his pa
tron saint in politics: ''and yeou take
kern your ugly mug" he threatened
as the accomplice started to obey
the call Of Dayton, enforcing his
words by a fling Of the inkstand-im-
itating. possibly, the tactics of Luther,
which was fayorite topic Of deacon
Flint Of prayer-meeting fame at home
Against the wall in close enough
proximity to the worthy's head to
spatter the mottled face and keep his
cross eyes winxing and blinking with
the superfuous fluid until his services
were too late to prevent John return
ing with compound interest the blow
dealt him by Dayton with the bottle
when off guard handling the ink
stand. John was skeptical a. to the
prOpriety of turning the other when
one cheek was snittea. especially when
the roaring lion was in question, and
fist that might, from It's hard knock
ing qualities, have come down from
the father Of the great Frederick. had
made an impression in ths neighbor-
hood Of one Of Daytons eyes: another
blow had given . shock TO the jaw
bone. and q third had felIed hiIa 10
the aoor, when the innkeeper came
mp and turned the side Of battle.
All this had been 30 sudden Nor
ley had hardly recovered the resis-
tance he was making to Dayton ruff
iianism when John interfered, before
he saw his defender IN DANCER of he-