The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1897-09-12
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yards zwav revolutionary hrickiaysr-
out 81 work ard with the strongest PR
vate objection 70 being IN it-haG hurled
denunctarfous az tire trlaGitous British
constitution 20 the delight OF himself aud
the amusement Of his audience and OF 8
couple of placldly smiling policemen who
stood near IN that frnpsTsonal yet pTotee-
tive attitude Characteristic Of the force
A uttis further on a lightning artist" %
tender years furnished q quiet gntidote 10
gesticulatory anarchy by the repEodue-
ton on paper q the duke OF York :
baby" 70 q chorus Of loyal applause On
the preachers other hand. a martyr.
whose motives his country rad ignorantly
misunderstood. perhaps rot without Just
occasion. had related with some feeling.
much abuse OF authorities and more Of
that iuckless eighth letter Of The alphabet
which IS the chosen victim OF eloqusnce
IN fustian. the melancholy details Of an
enforced retreat from public life, which
TO Judge by Appearances. he had very rich
ly deserved. When the preachers audi
ence tired u his discourse. they had only
TO turn their heads TO lmb!be incipient an
archy and detected patriotism, or cuiti-
waite healthy admiration for Juvenile
talent ana the reigning house-a eonbina-
tion OF conflicting sentiments peculiar 70
Hyde park on Sunday afternoon.
The other orators. however. had found
compensation for their wrongs In the de-
light Of airing them at large. They re-
tired from the field of battle hoarse, but
triumphant The preachers triumph was
a question which he could only regard as
an interlude between the dennnciations OF
the political brieklayer and the dismal
rhetoric of the ex-thief. But. 10 do him
justice. these moments were few and far
between. lie had fought a hard battle
from a very early age. and defeat had
ceased TO depress him save at odd times.
when hs was. perhaps, a little colder,
hungrser or sadder than il Was his usual
fate to be.
As he stood at the corner a hand was
laid on his shoulder. and ne turned % find
himself face to face with DR.. JEFF. They
had met before, IN slums and hyways, and
each man knew enough Of the others life
10 respect IL. / cannot assert that Jef is
the little Doctors real name. and perhaps
he has history. or a mystery, or both-a
skeleton which he hides In the cupboard
OF his shabby lodgings. with the stale
bread and highly unprofessional cheese
which that receptacle contains-but l am
sure that thers Is no kinder soul in all
London. despite hts snarls. his sarcasms
and the inexpressibly unorthodox opin-
ions which he scattered broadcast in his
way. All men have their hypocrisies. and
he has his It Is his delight to shock peo-
pie. To pose as something very little bet
ter than the arch-fsnd himself. ! have
seen him succeed admirably IN his deeep-
ton with strangers. Those who know the
good little man know also u at he would
not willingly hruise a butterfly's wing
nor offend the dlrtiest and most melodi-
Gus tabby that serenades his hard-earned
siumbers. Even now as the preacher
turned his white face and tired eyes upon
him and forced n smile. there was char
liable scheme brewing in Jeffs mind.
Finished spouting?' he asked grufhy.
walk my way. viii your Abomlnable
weather.
He spoke with savage air. as shough
the weather and he were on terms OF vio-
lent hostility Jef-s manner generally
suggested the feud-brief and stileto and
other paraphernalia Of medieval murder.
They walked for some time I'm silence,
during which tbs doctor eyed his COM
nanion with a bloodthirsty expression OF
countenance.
Better give Il up" hi said at last
Wearing yourself out for nothing. All
boshr'
rs it2" asked the preacher. half sadly.
Sometimes almost wish my profession
allowed ne TO think so. too, doctor. But
II doesn't"
Hang your profession jerked out JEFF.
You're not parsonT'
''No"
Ever been one!
NO"
Then. why in the name OF common
sense don't Won 20 and earn some money
My good fellow you're
lie stopped awkwardly, with a queer
glance At the preachers thin face and
shabby clothes.
whats the good OF preaching7" he
went on. changing his sentence. THE
wcrld went very well for great many
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very we'll for many more after you're bur
lei. Let Il CO.
They had walked considerable way.
and Jeff looked up with a well assumed
start Of surprise
Hanged II this isn't my rlace' Never
meant 20 bring you all this way. Come In
ard rest.
The preached he4itatcd hut he did rot
wish 70 give offense. ard finally they
tramped up the narrow stairs 10 JeT's
sanctum-a little sittiugroom with hIdeous
cheap furniture. fiarlng paper. and a
table Uttered with books. II was all very
cseerloss. very dingy but Jeff waved his
guest 20 a chair with n cereain dignity
foreign 20 his usual manrsr-a survival.
perhaps OF other ways OF life. and Of
other visitants than street preachers,
After ali. Il Is the man who makes his
surroundings. A paFvenu can Be vulgar
IN a pmlace our little doctor. despite rs
buster. might have been a prince In dis
guise.
So the preacher thought as he sat down
in the arurhafr-hiock horse-hslr COW
erred and deficient tn the matter OF
srrjnFs-an3 glanced rouad the room al
the wrll-woru books az the oil stove
which sruelt aboFuinahly. az she cupboard
where the skeleton clattered its empty
Jaws among dr. crusts and ancient
cheese.
Not much ~ q place is it," said JeT.
We've known better both - rs Buf y
soss-anvthsng does Excuse me bat 7
wsut ms supper. Do you mt1d ne get
ting it7 Coin don't run 20 many courses.
bot perhaps ycuH help me- Hate soil
tarv rneals-always did. bad for the III
wesIion- PAN how thst internal thing
does smell. - be sure
OF course the preacher saw through
ere device and SIS clumsy, kindly deli
eaev. touched him "a few fhiEgs had dora
~ late He usuvTnured some common
mace reply. and proceeded 20 take a ter
dsr interest IN the retrfmm'rE q the
stove I fancy There were tears 81 his
tlres ey~s as he fumhlei NTH The match
&c ana that - blessed Jes-s GRUMPY
RfustssrElftv WITH faTzar which vnu.3
have sxrceabiy astcuishe5 the decto-.
WHO had rsstesvest 80 lit5le gratitude IN his
time that ~ rad outEress tha usual hab-
&c - expecting g.
lie ga not look a bis gIsst as - hunt-
"a en- ths cupboard aua brought o,gt such
modes. p-osta3on IS :, contained and
presently tire preacher arose ans began
10 SCI. the tah1e n Silence A. BE Efts1
rr4. q the tcok~ something or Is faded
-.-yrr caught bis eve On ire hrown
leather vsas stamped q cezt-7s-srrEs a.
rrcst irststia TussAah4e cy reason - ia
a-rths.!tr EeT saW tGe glance directed
toward h.-n took the book from his ccni-
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