Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1900-05-05
coat, who, as have said, was sitting almost

coat, VINO, as i nave SAID, was sitting almost
opposite.
With an oath Brian rushes TO the window,
tears open the shutters, throws up the sash,
Jumps down into the garden, followed
by Kelly and the Squire.
1t Is a dark night, murky and heavy with
dense rain-laden clouds, and so black as to
render 1t impossib' to see ones hand before
one. Search after a while is found to be
impossible, and the cowardly would-be as
sassin so far is safe from arrest. Dispirited
and indignant, they return to the room they
left, to discuss the outrage.
Now, who will preach to me of peace
agaln?" says the Squire, turning to Brian a
face pale with excitement.
Not l." says Brian, with a face pale as
his own, and eyes that burn tiercely with
the wrath Of an incomplete revenge ~ re-
tract every foolish word | said a few min
uteS since. Henceforth it shall be war to
the Knife between me and my tenantry, as
we'll as yours"
WAR to the bullet would be more in har-
mony,' says Mr.. Kelly, seriously. He has
extracted the bullet in question from the
wall with the aid of a stout penknife, and is
now regarding it mournfully as it lies in the
palm OF his hand. Don't you think they
take a very unfair advantage of your he
says, mildly. They come here and shoot
at you; whydon't you goto their cabins and
shoot at therl?"
Let them keep their advantage says
Brian disdainfully. 1--WE shall conquer at
last, no matter how many lives it costs us"
Al all events, they won't get a glimpse
OF the white feather here says the Squire,
who Is looking quite ten years younger.
There Is nothing like a row for an Irish
man, after all.
"Still, | think | wouldn't sit with my back
to that window any more, if l were YOU"
suggests Nr. Kelly, meekly, seeing the
Squire has sunk into his usual seat again.
1t will be a bad winter, | fear" says the
Squire, shaking his head.
"A lively one, no doubt. l quite envy you.
l should rather Ike TO stay here and see you
through it. My dear sir, If you and that
enormous chair are inseparable, let me EN-
treat you to move it nj least a little to the
left"
81 love IL, l love IL, and who shall dare
To Ch.de me for loving this Old arm-cha. 2"
quotes the Squire, with a jolly laugh. "Eh?
well, Kelly, this iyhardly a pleasant time TO
ask a fellow OH a visit, and expect you'll
be glad to get back TO more civilized parts:
but We'll write and tell You how we're get
ting on, my lad, from time to time. That is,
as long as we are alive to do IT,"
You shall hear of our miShapS," says
Brian, laughing, toe.
1T is rather in~hoSpitable Of you not TO
take the hint l have thrown out" says
Kelly, with a faint yawn. wont you ask
me TO spend this winter with you?"
my dear fellow, you really mean it,"
says Brian, looking at him.
"Oh, yes, | reaflym,an it. Excitement of
the sort ! have been treated to tonight sell
dom comes in my way. / should like to see
this affair through with YOU"
YOU'RE a brave ladI' says the Squire;
'but there Is always a risk in this kind Of
thing, and 1t is quite probable you will have
the roof burned over your head one of these
dark nights - come. You will have to
chance that If you stay, rs | intend to perse-
we're with these blackguardly tenants and
fight it out with them to the last"
80 the very last" says Brian, regarding
his friend meaningly.
That's why I'm staying" returns his
friend, languid'y. Which is half, but not
the whole, truth, as the fact that Mrs. Boz
hun and her cousin Hernia are going TO
spend the winter at Aghyohillbeg has .
good deal to do WIKI II too.