Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-08-08

the angle Of the wall, well out of sight
and hearing, and then, with all the ao-
tivity of a monkey, he forced his toes into
the crevices where the mortar had been
picked out, climbed the wall, dropped
over the other side into the vast yards OF
some works, where he seemed to be well
at home, and now cautiously threaded
his way among railway wagons, across
intersecting pairs of rails, and on and on
till a low murnur over the wall told him
that he was opposite the waiting group
of men.
Fortune favored him here, for there
was pile of old machinery, worn-out
boilers, and mighty wheels close to the
wall and up these he climbed cautiously ,
till his head was level with the top of the
wall, and he could hear every word
spoken below
''He won t COME" said one of the
men. His missus is reg lar Tartar
We nun go back home.
''Nay - said another, "we mum do
the job to meet. lads, somehow.
'But we can It get into yard wi'out
key
''Or latther,'' growled another
voice.
''We mum get in somehow, and put a
stop to him and his games, so come
on. -
"Pst! some Ons coming!'
A quick, hasty step was heard coming
down the lane, and Dan'l crouched ct
the top of the wall, listening and trying
to come to a conclusion what to do,
whether to warn Dene that the men were
out and meant to do some mischef-for
he was certain that was meant-or to go
and get Mr.. Swift to come to his assist
ance, -
He had to give up the first notion, for
he felt that he could not get TO the works
without being seen the men, who
most likely had others out scouting, and
If he could have reached the place he
had no pass-key of the lower gate, while
it was a mile round TO the offices and
gatehouse where the night-watchman let
in the stokers and men on the night shift.
Just then he heard familiar voice ex-
claim
Halo! you scoundrels, what's this
mean? Book here, if any of you dare to
lay hands on me, l II shoot the first who
comes at me like dog. l know you. -
"Nay, you wouldn't shoot no one,
Mister Gray, - said one of the men with
laugh, for you amt got no popgun.
Nay hay you uOu L run HS WANT SOLl0-
thing OF you. -
Something of me, you scoundrels?
What game are you going after?'
comfy bit of a visit, mister, an we
want that little key o yourn as opens lit
tie gayat. -
''vislt? Key? Why, where are you
going?''
''Just to see how Mr.. Dene's gettin
on vii IN JOlo in - DVv1
workshop. Gle IS us the key.
''No, you scoundrels, l can see your
plans. Let me pass; you get no key of
me- -
"'Nay, you don It 60 by till we get it.
Gle it to us, mister; its only to see yOn
chap few minutes. Him as is gettin
to be head man VII the gov nor, an
tryin to take lass from thee; the pretty
darlin oop at house.
''You villain!''
may be civil, mister, and give US
the key. Why, we're going to play thy
game. You don t want that fine chap to
be put over thee, and take thy lass -
'Silence, you chattering fool! -
"Come, gle us key, fore we tax it
fro thee, - cried the men tfercely.
"What are you going to do?' painted
Gray, hoarsely.
''Oh, on to see how he's gettin
on, - said the men, mockingly.
''Nay don't fool, - growled another.
"Look - here, mister, we re going to
smash up all his stuff, and gle him les
son as shall teach him working lads don It
mean to be clemmed by his 'ventions.
Gle s key, and you II never see him
bout here again. He wean t stay after
to-neet' 8 wreck. -
"B ye hear, gle's the key, or wen
heve it out O. ye, - cried voice mock
ingly.
Gabriel Gray hesitated for few mo-
Gaeuts as he balanced his position, and
ma last fight between honor and dis
honor e,thought of Dinah Swift,
and the possTBsESapf Dene IS success on
all hands was 200 much for him, and
drawing out tasspass-key he dashed it on
the stones. .ss48Ssaaa,e,.
''Take it, and do your cursed sssfl1rys 4
he cried fierce1ySsand hurried off, aI4a
molested now.
cay, we will, mister, - criedSene of
the men in a loud, mocking tones
''Work as YOU be glad to see done.
Come on, my lads, he'll thank us when
we we doEe:'
The, men turned away in quick,
furtlve manner ,. but before
they faa geue a hundred yards Gray's
better naD3iTs had prevailed
course hffh4 Shate him. 1 wish he
was dead - he paated;2 ''but 1 can't
have hand in. that diabolical outrage.
] can get to him first and warn him /
can save hinS.1As to the invention, let
that go. 'Assassss1
seSave him! For her! lido
it. Heaven help me; and put moRe
manly thoughts than these intpB ay
breast. -
He stood there in the darkness for a
few moments with his face coveted. by
his hands. Then, as if galvanized into
new life, he ran off at full speed to try
and reach the works by the other route,
so as to reach Martin Dene before the
armed ruffians, who in their
brutal ignorance and bitter hatred of
anything new would, he knew, stop at
nothing in their fanaticism, while in his
heart of hearts Gabriel Gray felt that if
i'll befell the young inventor, his mutila-
ton, perhaps death, would be morally
at the door of the man who furnished the
party of outrage with the key.
CHAPTER XII.
TRUE AS STEEL.
The great building, with its rough
brick walls, blackened beams and strange
chaos of old machinery corroded with
iron worn o0aI