Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1889-11-14
workmen. Who has got the job In
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workmen. Who has got the job in
hand?"
Il have" said BARLEY.
"Well, that's clever of you to throw
dust in their eyes, and put our little
game off your own shoulders. You
want to save appearances? You know
you cannot save William Hope"
Il can save him, and | viii save him.
God viii have mercy on penitent as
sassin, as he once had upon penitent
thief"
Monckton stared at him and smiled.
w no has been talking to you-the
parson?"
My own conscience. abhor myself
as much as do you, you black villain
"Ah" said MOncktOn, with wicked
glance, that's how man patters be-
fore he splits upon his pals, to save his
own skin. Now, look here. old man.
before you split on me ask yourself who
had the greatest interest in this job.
You silenced dangerous enemy. but
what have / gained? You ought 10
squared with lie first, as you promised.
If you split upon me before that, you
will put yourself in the hole and leave
me out of it.
"Villain and fool!' said BARLEY. "these
trifes do not trouble me now If Hope
and my dear Mary are found dead in
that mine, III tell how they came by
their death, and III die by my own
hand"
Monckton said nothing, but looked at
him keenly, and began at last to feel
uneasy.
"A shaft is but narrow thing" Bart
lev reioined; "why should they be buried
alive? Let's get to them before they
-
them yet"
"Why. you fool. they'll denounce US"
what do I care? would save them
both tonight if was to stand in the
dock tomorrow"
"And swing on the gallows next week,
or end your days in prison"
I'D take my chances" said BARLEY,
desperately. "I'l undo my crime if I
can. No punishment can equal the
agony am in now, thanks to you, you
sIiIdIII.
Then turning on him suddenly, and
showing him the white Of his eyes like
a maniac, or dangerous mastiff. he
Kissed out, you think nothing of the
lives of better men; perhaps you don't
value your Own?"
"Oh, beg your pardon" said Monck-
ton. THAT'S very different thing"
Oll. 1Ouu value y Jul ONu1Ou1 111C.
cat any amount Of money" said
Monckton.
"Then why do you risk it?"
Excuse me, governor, that's thing
I make point of not doing. [ risk my
instruments; not my head, Ben Burnley
to wit"
you are risking it now" said Bart
ley, looking still more strangely at him.
"How so, pray?" said MOncktOn, get
ting little uneasy, for this was not the
Barley he had known till then.
BARLEY took the poker in his hand
and proceeded to poke the fire; but
somehow he did not look at the fire.
He looked askant at Monckton, and he
| showed the white of his eyes more and
more. MOnckton kept his eyes upon
him, and put his hand upon the handle
| Of the door.
"I'n tell you" said Bartley-"by COM
ing here to tempt, provoke, and insult
the wretch whose soul you destroyed,
| by forcing me to assassinate the best
man and the sweetest girl in England,
when there were vipers and villains
| about whom it's good action to sweep
| off Gods earth. Villain! I'll teach you
to come like fool and madden a mad
man! was only rogue: you have
made me man of blood. All the worse
| for you. / have murdered them; L IL exc
| cute yOo;" and with these words he
| bounded on him like panther.
! ITO he confirmed