The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-07-31

and the girl, placing the book on q
shelf. wept out He was accompanied
I By tall. large man. with smooth face
and short, curly hair ! sas intro
dueed aud the two sat down
Yes. doctor" said The man; s.I've
located The plant. It's been the hard.
1 est job lever undertook,
! Its an abominable traffic. spoke
the doctor. half nnsing stroxiDg his
beard and looking tlloughtfully at tile
Gre. II wish Il could Re wiped out.
nrn speaking now Of the whisky trade
under the law When 1t gets outside
the law II Is no more immoral. bnt
often leads forces men to grave
crimes. Yes, I'm glad you worked
alone, old fellow looking gratefully
at his new guest For, though you've
known me long,. Il would have looked
like putting too much on me to assist
you In bringing perhaps some of my
best patients 70 the penItentiary 4
That's just II, DOCTOR
so the still Is over beyond the Hill
there9" the doctor said, pointing In a
direction whore had often seen
faint line Of smoke rising in the fur
distance
Yes, SIR
"And You'll drop down o. Il to-rnor-
row evening""
That's what
The night was starlight Somehow,
although physically 1T ease and not
mentally pcrturbed could not sleep
The heap Of Goals in the fireplace my
bed was la the sitting had
passed from glowing white 70 bright
red, from bright red TO dull bronze,
from dull bronze 10 q small eye twink
ling through the gloom. This finally
closed, leaving me alone with the dark
ness The wiHtiow-enrtain was drawn
aside. How long | remained in this
state do not know, bnt | have mem
Tory 81 doing, then suddenly waking
and staring at the window The shad-
ow Of o man passed by. Another APP
peared, seemed to peer hi and went on.
II am dreaming" said !, and turning
over went To sleep.
When awolte the sun was shining
The deputy marshal stood ut the fire.
place, his back 10 q roaring fire.. Ills
hands elasped behind him. He looked
tat llAt7 It'll ~ SCtibH8 Sti4litss
- oversight myself, said ], getting
ont ~ bed and into my clothes witk his
assistance
Yes, he answered, 'you are a
sound sleeper, too, for there was con,
siderable noise here last night .
Hooked inquiringly, but only asked.
Where is the tloctor?"
'sOh, he's all right. We've got him
safe enough
E Got him2'
That's what. Fooled him complete
W. Made him think know nothfn' Of
his connection with the business. and
that | would raid the still to-day. Fell
into the trap like sucker--w which, gen
orally spealsin', he isn't tiinkin' he'd
have time to warn his gang this fore
noon. .
'You don't mean 10 say
THAT he's m, Illicit distiller? Yes,
do. And that gal il into II, too. She at
tended 10 SEEM the stuff in town I've
got 'cin all spotted there, too, She's as
! pinelfy as can be- Would have rot one
sof my men with her revolver il we'd
been 4 moment later. II seemed mean,
| too not 70 sly ungeatlemanly, To take
q yonng lady from her bed as we did
| Bnt knew she shoot aud we couldn't
/ afford to take any chances for the sake
Of social fotins Yes, they're all safe
in there, pointing 70 a room across the
passage
That man moonshlner2n /
gasped
ss, and tie gsel, too Why not?.
This Is not only n queer world, but
this revenue business develops some
queer tyres Of human character. Hes
ono IL ,et He thinks It a crime for
tile government to impose d tax on the
manufacture Of liquor, though he de-
spiscs the trafiicaas much As any man
and would Danish alcohol from the
world il he could We're its making
free, lie would never think OF having
anything TO do with it Will you go
in and see them2''
did not have the heart to do So. II
dont biaIne you. he said, when re-
fused u am sorry for ron, too, for he
/ was mighty kind to You. He's well
fixed, though, and can pay himself.
through, as far as money goes hut
I'm afraid he's booked through to the
penand the gal, too, =
The marshal was right The girl
| was pardaned but her father refused
70 put himself in q suPplieating atti
tude. He said that while lie knewNhe
had offended God in doing what he
did, Ire was equally certain that he
owed the government no apology.
Charles D. blackburn, in Banner Of
Gold