Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1893-10-13
CHAPTER XI.

There was a goodly mber in the
Globe Inn. The inn was freshened up
it looked smarter. 1t was remarked that
Daniel Meade was never as cheerful or
even tempered as he was in the past
But people said it was not much wonder
The fate that had over.aken his son, and
under his fathers roof, was sufficient to
cast O shadow over Daniel Meade's life.
There we're times when he give rein to
merriment, but, somehow, the frequent
ers of the inn liked him less in these
moods than when he was sober
GrizzIe Meade was the genius of the
inn. 1t was Grizzle who smartened 1t
I'D, and was essiduous in her attentions
to the customers. The Globe Inn, from
a dull and respondent place, suddenly
became the most popular resort near or
in Salem,
There was O cheerful fire, and half
dozen customers sitting around it, when
Arthur Proctor, who rarely yis ted the
inn, entered it one evening. Grizzle
Meade was waiting upon the customers.
The landlord was looking out of the win
dow. Giles Ellis was talking in low
tones to man whose face was strange to
Proctor. Giles was in the shadow OF the
great chimney, where he commanded
view of all in the room. He affected not
to perceive Proctor, who sat down in the
full light of the fire. and called for some
wine. It was Grizzle Meade's hand that
served him. A sailor sitting near him,
after turning TO look at the newcomer,
faced his companion again, slapped
h nd upon his thigh, and, as If pursuing
the theme discussed, said:
"Mayhap you can tell me something:
Since I've come ashore, I'm all at sea. l
hear 80 much cbatf, I've lost my reckon
ing; and don't see any compass to go
by. What with those tales of witches,
why, it's ten times worse than any yarns
I ever heard in the fo'' sic.
The sailor drank, looked into his meas
ure, then observing the uncertainty in
his companions face continued:
Don't be alarmedl III bring trouble to
no man. But Two heard my father, who
fought the Indians, say this John Lee is
eoodish sort of man. Now, I've been
abroad these four years, where the bone
and gristle of man tells. How? Why,
how then but when man stands by his
mates in q pinch, and my father told me
John Lee was man to stand by his mates
through thick and thin. I've no liking
for the other sort, but since I've been here
these three days I've found ships crew
OF milk and water fellows that scarcely
speak above their breath. More-theres
enough to man a boat-all speaking in
whispers and nodding- making faces, as
if they had fed on something that soured
on their stomachs. Tell me- mate, why
is it that never a man opens his mouth to
answer me when ask, What's this proof
against John Lee?' or, Has no one a
word for John Leef' say mate, must a
mans wife-child of his bone-all hang
and nobody dare sly word. I'd best get
back TO my ship lest somebody takes hold
of me"
John Lee is not without friends" said
Arthur Proctor, quietly, without looking
at the sailor. The sailor whirled around
quickly Because they choose to go
about quietly, they are none the less true.
They feel for him in his trouble, and will
not see his wife and daughter hang until
it is proved beyond peradventure that
they are guilty"
why, now, you are the plainest spoken
man have heard since l came ashore.
Landlord, jorum for tho man that dares
answer civil question without mincing
his words"
fro BE CONTINUED