Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1899-08-18
| REVENGE P!OE THAT Failed
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what father says"
'Well. since be has found me this
work 7 mustn't shirk It. Goodby. my
own girl"
What misery dber poverty entail ON
loving hesrtsi Ccely Fleming and /
had loved'oDe another for yeaFs-ever
since. indeed. we were children togerh-
er. l had spent the few hundreds my
father left ms' In completing my engi-
neering education In Germany. Then !
came home, confident Of finding work.
Hat nothing came my way in spite Of
every endeavor. At last Mr.. Fleming's
interest procured me q place as assistant
engineer In building a new lighthouse
on the dangerous island Of Skryn. of
the west coast Of Ireland.
L.parted with Cts on a Tuesday. Fri.
day morning found me on the small
sailing craft which was the only means
Of communication between Skryn and
the mainland.
Soon we landed. and / waded ashore
and walked mp the steep path 70 the top
of the cliff.
As l reached the summit man mot
me. and. holding ont his hand. said:
"GoUdimorningl You're Mr.. Brydon.
I supposei I'm Gallant"
He not so'iili lbokin4-at least rs
far as features went. II was not till
later that; Ii discovered the peculiar re-
pulsion DO inspired me with was due to
his eye1 These were extraordinarily
dkrh and piercing. but across the iris
of one was a remarkable pale yellow
mark which. combined with a very
slight squirt. gave him an absolutely
uncanny appearance.
Next day | was mp betimes, toiled
my big kettle, mado my coffee and was
out on the reef before Callan was visi-
bic. The men were already at work. /
spoke to them. bat either they could
not or would not talk. Presently Callan
oame out. scrambling along the reef
What a burly brute. he looked in the
clear T.. corning suaIightl He spoke to
tlie mem with. extraordinary roughness.
They evidently feared him. and. ! soon
saw. hated him too
This puzzled me till l knew him bet
ter. But a very few days opened my
W - GNGA AIlAO AANGA u Audh MlNnOul
u grain Of pity IN bis composition. 1t
was Eugene Callan. 10 seemed to take
an absolute delight in cruelty for cruel
tvs sake. There was a boy called Bar
ney McKeown who acted as servant to
Callan. The way Callan bullied that
unfortunate boy was appalling. I won
dered how the others could SEQ such
things happening:
A few weeks later we had a storm
which stopped all work.
Tsat iR.my hut reading most Of the
day and listening TO the gusts that
scared at times like thundgn Once or
twice / fancied aishriller sound mingled.
With, the gale
Late in4the afternoon 10 lulled'G lit
tie. and suddenly there came distinct
and clear to my ears, a scream Of pain.
l sprane up and listened. Again and
again the cry sounded out II was from
0allAn's hut It came.
l sprang mp. rushed across and flung
open the door. The sight that met my
eYes made me blaze with,angen Strip
psd' to the waist and writhing with
pain. the wretched McKeown was tied
10 the head Of Callan,spbed. while oven
him stood the big Black bully. lashing
him with a ropes end.
Whats this fer" l cried.
Callan turned his crooked gaze on me
ITO teach the young hound obedi-
encel" His voice grated with. rage-at
my interruption 'Andiwhat business
is It of youSs, Mr. Bryr"
rfancied for an instant he wasegoirg
for me- But l was mnch too angry TO
think Of consequences.
you're an internal buIlyi" T sAioWt-
ed "And IL you don't chuck It / can't
make you. but I'll soon let our employ
ers know"
The bully was a coward-that I
knew. But te could have killed me
withh0Be hand. SO my relief was con-
siderable when he suddenly threw
down the ropes end i united Nc
Keown, and. pushing him before me.
left the hut
But q kissing whisper followed me.
IAN right, Young man, your turn
now. But you'll pay for it."
One day letters came across from the
AasAAN1o AAOaA OAo Ah4 OaC ~ al
unknown hand
Cts letter. Of course. l. read FIRST
Then ! tore oponthVothep sndskimmed
10 through.
Only by slow d-eenssdid Lrealize its
import. Ny mothers uDolA old Sir
Bernard Child. had died and left me
everything. Why, ! had never seen
him. hardly imagined that he was
aware Of my existence. l walked ont
and, still In a dased condition. called
McKeown to pull me across TO the
mainland. Then l bolted up to the viii
lnge postofice and sent off a wire To-
ward sunset the reply came. assuring
me my news was correct in every de-
tail ] looked up the first train from
Eulcross in the morning. arranged
about AGAR to take me there and was
soon rowing back to Skryn
The sun had long set behind the sea
MIN rs we pulled into the little cove,
and II was quite dark as we clambered
NJ the narrow rock path Reaching the
mn / glanced across to the huts and