Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-05-31
CHAPTER u.-(Continued.)

.Uushl hush. cries Deila iuipiorihSs,
,s she rises to her feet with the child IN
Ter arms. =, - !,
commenced James Moray, but his brother
Re quiet. Jem. and let us go upstairs.
you're not in fit state to speak to any
,ne" >,
No that 'e's not, nor ever is" replies
Mrs Timson. witheringly; take I'm up
Nth you. do, sir, and a precious bargain
,ou're got. And If you don't mean to
,,,r here all night yourself you'll be good
,nonrh 10 turn out again sharp, for I've
waited up too long for you already, and
,on't mean to trust my 'ouse to drunken
rot Ike that ere.
lanes Moray here makes a futile dash
II the landlady's cap, but nearly upsets
bis balance in the attempt, and his broth
,r with some difficulty guides his totter.
tnr feet up to the comfortless sitting room,
where Della has already preceded them
with the boy. !
When at last they reach 1t they find her
kneeling before the fire, taking off Willy s
wet garments and chatting his feet and
hands, which are as cold as ice. The
ook of anxiety and reproach upon her
face is quite sufficient to raise her hus-
bands choer.
Leave that brat alone" he says. au-
.horitatively, "and let him put himself to
bed as best he may. l require your ser
vices"
But Della can be angry, too. The meek
spirit with which she bears his insult to
herself does not extend to his behavior to
her child.
Il cannot leave him yet" she answers,
ieterminedly. He is wet through to the
skin. and heaven only knows what harm
Fou may not have done him by taking him
out at night in such weather. If l do not
see that he is thoroughly warmed and
dried he will have an attack of intiamma-
ton before the morning"
DO you mean to disobey meT' cries
James Moray, as he advances toward her
threateningly.
lie is slight, effeminate specimen of
his race. with pale blue eyes and reddish
hair; but even an effeminate man is an
alarming antagonist for a woman when
ne approaches her intoxicated and with
aplifted arm.
A sudden resolution seized Della to ap-
peal to the protection of her brother-in-
aw She has never been intimate with
William Moray, for though he constantly
visits her apartments it is generally dur
ing the evening, when she is away from
home.
Della dislikes him heartily. with his
bury well-fed manner and pOmpous
speech, but surely, she thinks, he can new
ar stand smilingly by and listen to her
husbands abuse of her.
Mr. Moray. l beg you to interfere with
l-.- hos, IsI oh,
exceedingly delicate, and most subject to
violent attacks of cold that endanger his
life. He ought never to have been taken
out tonight; no father who had the leas:
consideration for his health would have
done so; but since the error has been COM
mitted | will not be deprived Of applying
the remedy. Pray reason with James
and show him that am right
"Well-really- stammers her broth
ar-in-law, Il scarcely feel justified in-in
opposing -yOur-that is, my brothers
claim to what he thinks best with his own
childr'
"Of course not" interposes her hus-
band, loudly. ''One would imagine, TO
hear you speak, that the boy didn't be-
long to me. Drop those clothes, l sayl
Drop them! Leave the brat to himself!'
Il shall not leave him. replies Della,
also raising her voice, as she resumes her
occupation.
The men are equally amazed.
What" exclaims Mr.. William Moray.
"Were you speaking to meT demands
the other.
Il spoke to both of your she answers,
rising and folding her arms closely round
the child, as though to protect him. 1T
10 | that work for this child. All the
money that comes to this house comes
through my labor, and l do it for Willy's
sake-no one else's. Therefore 1 refuse
to give up the right to attend to his wants
the common right that every mother
has"
III be whipped if you shall attend to
him now," says James Moray, as he
seizes the child by the arm and twists
him out Of her embrace.
The action is violent and makes the
boy scream, and the sound of his voice
IN pain maddens his mother.
Mr.. Moray" she eXclaims vehemently
If you stand by and let your brother
treat us in this way l will never forgive
you. You don't know the tyranny he ex-
ercises over me and my poor child. Only
yesterday he beat Willy cruelly-loOk nj
his back and judge for yourself-and
threw me from the top of the stairs to the
bottom
Really. my dear lady, these little do
nestle differences can have no interest for
third party. They are so much better
kept 10 ones SELF
Little domestic differences! she echoes
seornfu!ly. Would your wife call it
little domestic difference il her arm was
bruised as mine is?''
Il should much prefer Mrs. MOI ay's
name being kept out of the conversation
nltogethcr,'
"Oh. yes. | suppose her name is toe
good in your estimation to be mixed vi
with such a disgraceful affair as tipsy
man beating his wife. But my name Is
Mrs. Moray, too-and l have not only tt
hear Of it, but to bear it."
Il think, James," says William Moray
turning to his brother, ''it would be a:
well if wished you goodnight"
All right" replies James, in q half
stupcHed manner.
lie is still leaning up against the wall
with the partially undressed and weeping
boy In his grasp.
And William Moray, the well-fed, re
sDectable city man, who can visit and en-
courage his dissipated brother in mis- wees
out never ask him to his own home ol
stretch out a helping hand to aid him 10
better life, prepares to return to his vuf
gar, thriving home at Brixton.
But Della will not let him pass. sne
places herself before the door and giaref
at him like a tigress.
You shall not go until you have heare
me speak," she says. "You come nef'
and encourage thie man n his draukiai