The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-09-07

10 You really think SOP catchsni
my meaning and folding her hands be
hind her head
Al this moment the father came IN
aud the girl, placing the book on
shelf went out lie was accompanied
by tall, largo man. with smooth face
and short, curly hair / was intro
duced and tho two sat down
''yes. doctor said the man. ..I'vs
located the plant It's been the hard
est Job ever undertook"
"lrs an abominable traffic. spoke
the doctor. half musing. strolSing his
beard and looking thoeghtfully at the
fire. II wish IL could no wiped out.
am speaking now Of the whisky trade
under the law. When Il gets outside
the law II Is no more immoral, bu,
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, II would have looked
like putting too much on me 10 assist
you In bringing perhaps some Of my
best patients 70 the penltcntiary,
That's just it, doctor"
$50 the still Is over beyond the hill
therc2' the doctor said, pointing in a
direction where had often seen d
faint line 81 smoke rising ia the far
distance.
Eyes. sir
And you'll drop down on II to-mor.
row EVENING""
That's what"
The night was starlight Somehow.
although physically at ease and not
mentally perturbed, eould not sleep.
Tho heap OF Goals in the fireplace my
bed was IN the sitting-room had
passed from glowing white TO bright
red, from bright red to dull bronze,
from dull bronze to a small eye twink-
ling through the gloom. This finally
closed, leaving me alone with the dark.
ness The window-curtain was drawn
aside. How long remained In this
state do not know, bnt ! have mem
DRY Of doing, then suddenly waking
and staring at the window The shad-
ow Of man pasted by. Another APP
peared. seemed to peer In and went on.
~ am dreaming" said |, aud turning
over went TO sleep
When awoke the sun was shining.
The deputy marshal stood at the fire.
place, hts back TO roaring fire, his
hands clasped behind him. He looked
at me with q serious smile,
II oversight myself. /" said |, getting
out Of bed and into my clothes with his
assistance.
YES, he, answered. ',you arc .
sound sleeper, too, for there was con-
siderable noise here last night
Hooked inqufrihgly, but only asked:
"Where Is the doctor?r
''oh, he's all right We've got him
aafe enough.
Got him?"
That's what. Fooled him complete
". Made him think knew nothin' Of
his connection with the business and
that would raid the still to-day. Fell
into the trap like sucker which, gem
orally speakin', he isn't thinlsin' he'd
have time TO warn his gang this fore
noon."
"You don't mean to say.
THAT he's an Illicit distiller? Yes, l
do, And that gal Is into 1t, too. She at
tended TO seem the stuff in town I've
got 'em all spotted there, too She's as
plucky as can be. Would have got one
Of my men with her revolver ii we'd
been moment later. 1t seemed mean,
too. not to say ungentlcmanly, to take
young lady from her bed as we did
But knew she'd shoot and we couldn't
afford to take any chances for the sake;
Of social forms. Yes, they're all safe
in there, /" pointing TO a room across the
passage.
THAT man moonshiner2" /
gasped.
Yes. and the gal. too. Why not?
This Is not only queer world, but
this revenue business develops some
queer types Of human character. He's
one OF 'em. He thinks 1t crime for
the government TO impose a tax on the
manufacture Of liquor. though he de-
spises the trafficoas much As any man
and would Danish alcohol from the
world II he could We're its making
free, he would never think Of having
anything 70 do with it. win you 20
in and see them2"
did not have the heart to do So. II
don't blame you, !" he said, when re-
fused II am sorry for you. too, for he
was mighty kind TO you. He's well
fixed. though, and can pay himself
through, as far as money goes But
I'm afraid he's booked through 10 the
pen and the gal, too
The marshal was right. The girl
was pardoned, but her father refused
to put himself INA supplicating atti,
tude. He said that while he knew he
had offended God in doing what he
did, he was equally certain that he
owed the government no apology. ~
Charles d. blackburn, in Banner Of
Gold.