Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1888-03-07

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Il will sign anything you say" PhiliI
| had risen, and was crossing to the paymasteT's
| office Wait" insisted the lawyer, Il vii
| write an agreement in "A minute"
| "Your agreement, ehi No. | won't trouble
you" He stepped into the paymaster's room
Have you $500 in the safe, Mr.. Smith
| Coupon bonds will do Thank you"
| viii you step in here as soon as posi-
5le'" said the RTa'ymasiter as he handed him
| mat
Eyes, certainly. Please send up stairs for
Bales, | want to see him"
AT the foot of the stairs Bales and Gid
dngs passed each other.
Good morning Bales" began Philip,
without turning his face to his discharged
| sending you away as did. He spoke hur-
riedly as if it were II painful task he were
performing. Let this make it up to YOU, y
and the mill owner threw roll of bills ON
| the table much as man would throw a bone
to dog, though he would have been hearty
if he could have forced his tongue to do the
false service. The man took up the money
with the air of the trained waiter taking up
his fee. He asked no questions, he uttered no
thanks He understood. Philip was filed
with shame, and the fellows silence made it
very hard for him.
"If you are faithful to me- Philip looked
fixedly at the wall over the rasCal's head, 81
maybe able to do something handsome for
you"
AS Philip went out he glanced on neither
Side but unhitched his horses and drove Off
as if pack of wolves were behind him. He
never dreamed of cause of fear from the
pretty black eyed woman who sat on the
seat with him, who was amiablo enough to
keep up the conversation all the way home in
spite of the ungraciousncss of the others.
After Mrs, Ellingsworth had alighted at her
house Bertha said, in displeased tone:
II SO wanted to 60 through the mill" But
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how mighty his gold was 1t had purchased
them four weeks of immunity, four weeks Of
honor; their honeymoon. 1t surely would
control this dangerous servant since it had
worked SO marvelously with the lawyer.
81 am so anxious to see how cloth is made"
persisted Bertha, never losing sight of her
object.
To be sure tho servant had had personal of
tense with his master. He might not, un-
naturally, cherish malice. Gold is a SOW
ereign balm for wounded pride; but wouldn't
it have been wiser to have given him more
since he gave him somethingi He must at
tend to the matter tomorrow. Perhaps, after
all, there might be some hope for his wife
and for him How glorious it was to be rich
and have power to save her. He would scat
ter his wealth like leaves in autumn for her
sake His mill yes, he would even sell his
dear old mill, and pay out its price as tho
price of one year after another of respite,
till he and she grew so poor at last that even
their enemies and tormentors would weep for
them, and let his beautiful bride lie down to
die in piece.
you really must take me through the
mills tomorrow
Philip had alighted and held up his hands
to help Bertha to the ground She held back
u moment with new pretty coquettishness.
"Will youN she said
He had not even heard her before. He
smiled with his fine rare tenderness as he
answered very gently Anything you like,
Bertha" Then he caught her into his arms,