Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1893-12-28
CHAPTER XVI.
TuE GAR STRIKES.

While we were at breakfast the next
morning a well known knock at the door
was followed by the usual CHEEKY formula;
Good morning, Nine. Lucas. Fine
weather, isn't itS Is NJ. Taras in his studiof'
"What can have brought out our friend
so earlv2" exclaimed Taras as Mere Lucas
admitted the visitor. Welcome, George
Gordon"
Gordon's broad forehead was beaded with
perspiration.
~ was anxious to catch you before you
went out. old man, he exclaimed, wiping
his face with large handkerchief after
paving his devoirs TO me in some choice
scraps of French and laying an uncut Illus
trated magazine by my cup. "Couldnt
get cab, and-phewl the suns blazing.
Nothing unpleasant, | hope, TO make
You expose yourself in this way"
Not n bit of It, But you'll never guess
what has drawn me out of my den at this
hour"
~ won't try. Never saw you out before
midday before. What is iti'
Business"
"Business-you. George Gordon-impos
siblei'
when we get up into the studio"
mo, tell me now. It's never too early to
hesr good news"
We'll, then-pardon me, mademoselle'
can't express myself in Freneh-haye you
found ahy one to burn your group YET
awhiles"
mo. have been to Cramps and Fisher
and Hudson. No good They're all fright
ened by the size They haven't proper kilns
for the work and can't do it,"
"Then will"
"Youfa /.
YES. I've invested capital in a pottery
ain order to help me out Of my difficulty.
mot entirely. The fact is, kind Of
moral awakening Is at the bottom Of II.
Don't laugh. It's no joke, l can tell you.
never felt so serious, so right down IN
earnest, in all my life. You know my con
science has been pricking me for some time
past There you go again. Can't man
have a conscience without being redhot
revolutionist like your | tell you | have
felt that my life has been misspent, and IN
stead of lounging about doing nothing. ex-
cept waste my money, | ought TO occupy
myself and invest my capital in some in
austry that would give employment to the
laboring class
Gordon spoke with perfect gravity. but
saw by the twitching of Taras' mustache
as he bent over his tea that he found it dill
ficult to listen TO this announcement with
serious face.
Vow, old Bell-you know Colonel Bell,
/ the fine old fellow who came with me about
] a month ago TO look at your work-his
feelings are just like mine only-poor old
| fellow-he hasn't pot the cash. He's per
haps less concerned about the welfare Of
! the laboring class than ant it's you who
have worked me up so tremendously N
that was-but he's quite as eager to Invest
his capital 10 a paying concern. But the
worst of it Is. yon know, he's got SOL euced
little Of it that he couidn't very easily do
! anything OF his own bat And for the sake
/ of his daughter he dare not venture il in 2
very risky concern You know he has a
daughter
Taras nodded. with humorous twinkle
in his eye and kindly smile
"Kavanach tells me she i a most beautl-
full and charming yoang lady he said
''She Is old man. Gordon said enthusi
astically, coloring up to bis temples. "Aou
must meet her. I've told Der about Nile
/ Aura and she is most anxious 10 make her
acquaintance"
Doubtless" Tarss' nod seemed - say.
"She is awfully nice. However, that hss
nothing 70 do with thr affair. The thing
Is that the old gentleman and have bit =
OF completely. Tie quite jumped az tne
! DronosaL OF course take all risks