The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1894-12-19

snuff, can see that. They'll perhaps
question you when you get back. What
will you sayP"
"Oh, I'll tell 'em what hard job 1
had to find you, and let 'em know mo-
body else could a. done 1t, and I'll say
you're p4eoty sick man. won't tell
'em you gave me dollar"
Fright you are, sonny; you'll get
along. Here's five dollars, all in one
bill. If you meet any other of the
messengers, take them back with you.
There's no use of their wasting valu-
able time in this little neck of the
woods"
The boy stuffed the bill into his vest
pocket as carelessly as If it represented
cents instead of dollars, mounted his
tired horse, and waved his hand in fare
well to the newspaper man. Yates
turned and walked slowly back to the
tent. He threw himself once more into
the hammock. AS he expected, the
professor was more taciturn than ever,
and, although he had been prepared
for silence, the silence irritated him.
He felt i'll used at having SO unsympa-
thetic companion.
y'Look here, Remark, why don't you
say something?"
There is nothing to say"
'0h, yes, there is, You don't ap-
prove of me, do you?"
81 don't suppose 1t makes any differ
ence whether approve or not"
"Oh, yes, it does. A man likes ito
have the approval of even the humblest
Of his fellow creatures. Say, what will
you take in cash to approve of me?
People talk of the tortures of con-
science, bu& you IRE more uncomfort-
able than the most cast-iron conscience
any man ever had. Ones own con-
science one can deal with, but con-
science in the person of another man is
beyond ones control. Now, it is like
this. am here for quiet and rest. I
have earned both, and l think l am
justified in"
"Now, Mr.. Yates, please spare me any
cheap philosophy on the question. am
tired of it"
"And Of me too, suppose?"
"Well, yes, rather-if you want to
know"
Yates sprang out of the hammock.
For the first time since the encounter
with Bartlett on the road, Renmarlk
saw that he was thoroughly angry.
The reporter stood with cliuched fist
and flashing eye, hesitating. The
other, his heavy brows drawn down,
while not in an aggressive attitude,
was plainly ready for an attack. Yates
concluded to speak and not strike.
This was not because he was afraid,
for he was not coward. The re-
porter realized that he had forced the
conversation, and remembered he had
invited Remark to accompany him.
Although this recollection stayed his
hand, it had no effect on his tongue.
II believe" he said, slowly, that il
would do you good for once to hear a
straight, square, unbiased opinion Of
yourself. You have associated so long
with pupils, to whom your word is
law, that it may interest you to know
what man of the world thinks Of you
A few years of schoolmastering Ii
enough to spoil Gladstone. Now,
think. of all the"
The sentence was interrupted by 9
cry from the fence:
"Say, do you gentlemen know where
fellow named Yates lives2"
The reporters hand dropped to his
side. A look Of dismay came over his
face, and his Sruculent manner
changed with suddenness that forced
smile even to the stern lips of Rem
mark.
Yates backed towards the hammoch
like man who had received an unex
pected blow.
II say, Kenny" he walled, 'it's anoth
erof those cursed telegraph messengers
Go, like good fellow, and sign for the
dispatch. Sign 1t DR.. Remark, for R
Yates That will give 1t sort of Off
cial medical bulletin look. I wish
had thought Of that when the other
boy was here. Tell him I'm lying
down." He flung himself into the
hammock, and Remark, after a mo
ment's hesitation, walked towards the
boy at the fence, who had repeated his
question in a louder voice. In short
time he returned with the yellow
envelope, which he tossed to the man
in the hammock. Yates seized 1t sav'
agely, tore 1t into score Of pieces, and
scattered the futtering bits around
him on the ground. The professo,
stood there for few moments in
silence.
Perhaps" he said at last, you'll be
good enough to go on with your re-
| Marks
II was merely going to say" an
swered Yates, wesrily, that you are O
mighty good fellow, Kenny. People
who camp out always have rows. This
Is our first; suppose we let 1t be the
last. Camping out Is something like
married life, I guess, and requires some
forbearsnce all sides. That philoso-
ply may be cheap, but I think 1t
70 accurate. am really very wor-
Sied about this newspaper business, !
ought, Of course, to fling myself into
| the chssm like that Roman fellow, bpt,
hang II, I've been hinging myself into
chasms for fifteen years, and what
| good has It done? There's always q
egidS IN q daily newspaper Office.
want them to understand In the Argus
| ofHce that ] am on my vacation"
"They WIN be more apt TO- under
stand from the Telegram that you're on
| yonr death-bed." " y. .l.,
Yates laughed. That's So" he said
"but. you seei Kenny, we New Workers
live in such an atmosphere Of exagger-
alton, snd Il 1 did not put II strongly
II wouldn't have any effect. You've
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