Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-07-27


.su-. ,rom ms pipe, preparatory to 70.
filling il.
Tho young Englishman gazed thought.
fully across the square, a. he leaned his
folded arms upon tho fence.
''Such life as this must be something
terrible to men who have been brought
up in civilized surroundings" he said,
abruptly.
He looked little curiously at his CON-
panion as he spoke; he did not want to
pry into his affairs, but he wondered
how he, who was evidently q gentleman,
could bear life at Deadman's Flat; but
John Smith appeared thoroughly indif-
ferent.
"There's something under Il all" hs
answered carelessly, (which isn't a. rot
ten as tho surface. I reckon you'll find
the men aren't all brutes-and the wo
mem He stopped abruptly, for Mrs.
Kezah had appeared In the doorway and
was bearing down upon them.
II hope she isn't going to make row."
muttered John Smith, preparing for
fight.
Mrs. Kezah, however, was fairly pa
cific and thoroughly anxious.
"a pretty sort Of man you are, John
Smith" she said, with much rustling Of
her starched cotton gown. a. abe stopped
before the two young men, ''leading men
to perdition, as II they wasn't a-goin'
there fast enough Of themselves, and
draggin' sweet innocent girls, who ought
to have 'ome like 'eaven for their good
ness, with them!"
Jake Newenham stared, considerably
bewildered and astonished at this con-
fused-if earnest-form of address; but
Mr.. John Smith apparently understood,
for he flushed and looked very uncom-
Portable. Mr.. Snaresbrook had paid him
an early visit at thn mp that morning,
and had requisite allowed to sit In
John Smiths CABIN little while, to
sleep of the headache which his walk
under the burning sun had given him.
John Smith, knowing that there was
nothing moro dangerous in the cabin
than little cold tea, had consented.
When he returned from his work at
MONDAY, he found that Mr.. Snaresbrook
had decamped. With sundry misgiv-
ings, and many prickings Of conscience,
he had hastily searched small hiding
place where he kept o trifling store Of
money, and, rs he had expected, not a
cent remained. Mr.. Snaresbrook had of
course "made tracks" for the nearest
"bottling works." The discovery had
caused John Smith much uneasiness all
day. Between him and his work would
rise tho pale reproachful face Of Snares-
brooks daughter. He felt that he was
morally responsible for any state the
confirmed drunkard might now be In.
But for the uneasiness and discontinue
caused by this event he would not have
walked over to Deadman's Flat that
evening, for he had reasons Of his own
for not wishing to meet the Englishman
whom no had rescued from tho tender
mcrcies Of the Law and Justice commit
tee.
Mrs. Kezah's vehement reproaches
confirmed his suspicious. He listened in
silence as she stormed at his wickedness
In giving money to such o guzzling,
shameless creature, while his poor daugh-
ter was breaking her heart ove- him al.
ready. They had found out that he had
paid that morning visit to tho camp; and,
as he had not O penny when he started,
and camo home plentifully provided,
they all concluded that John Smith had
given him the means to indulge In his
pet vice.
"And only last night he promised his
poor dear daughter that " wouldn't
drink another dropl Ho even gave her
up every cent he had, 80 rs not to be led
into temptations; and then the first thing
you do Is to fling him into the mire again.
Do you call that generosity call 1t q
very bad piece Of work indeed-down-
right disgracefull"
John Smith, taking all tho circum.
stances Of tho case into consideration,
thought it was; but he did not explain
the situation. nor how little his own gen.
erosity had had to do with the matter.
Tho loss OF that small store meant con-
siderable disappointment to himself; but
that did not for q moment trouble his
thoughts. He was abashed, confused,
dismayed. lie could think only Of Elaine,
and that, through his objectionable care
lessness. he had added to her pain and
sorrow. Newenham, although he did
not know the rights Of the case, was
quite sorry for him.
ut cuts her to the quick-all because
Of that solemn promise of his-the old
villainT exclaimed Mrs. Kezah. "And
here you are sticking here like leech,
when she is wandering about the place
to try to bring home the wretch whose
blood may be on your headl Where Oh
earth Is the man going to nowT
While Mrs. Kezah spoke, John Smith,
thrusting his pipe into his pocket, had
leaped over the fence, and was striding
of towards the long red road, which the
darkness would soon hide from view.
"What firebrand he isl' exclaimed
the good woman, turning to Jack New
enham; but that young man was also
disappearing over the fence, and few
moments later she saw him Join John
Smith, so she retired into tho building,
shaking her head deprecatingly.
John Smiths opinion OF her had not
been far wrong. When he had found
her, at the end Of that stormy scene with
her partner, and had explained the con-
dition Of the friendless traveller outside,
she had first declared that no power on
earth would induce her to receive into
her house the daughter Of such drunken
old scoundrel. John Smiths entreaties,
however, uttered with all the old grace
that had once made it SO easy for him to
win favors Of women In very different
rank, had some effect upon her. She
went out to see the "minx," as she called
her. and then the "minx" did the rest for
herself. Half an hour later Elaine was
established in the "Red Unicorn" with
Mrs. Kezah fussing about her as II she
had been her own daughter, restored
after long absence.
Mr.. Snaresbrook himself seemed to