Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1900-04-28

"Then I'll disinherit your roars the
Squire. II will, ! swear I'll I'll marry my
self. I'll do something desperate"
mo, you won't" says Brian, laughing
| again; and, going over to the old NAH, he
lays his hand upon his shoulders and pushes
him gently back into his Chair. when you
see her you will adore her, and she sent her
love to you this morning, and this, too" lay
ing a photograph of Monica before the
Squire, who glances at 1t askance, as though
fearful IL may be some serpent waiting to
sting him for the second time; but, as he
looks, his face clears.
"She is not like her mother" he says, in
a low tone.
u never met such q remorseful old beg
gar" thinks Desmond, with wonder; but
just at this moment o servant enters with a
message to the Squire; so the photograph is
hastily withdrawn, and the conversation
or rather dis~cussion--comes to an end.
1.-TWO Of the tenants are asking to see you,
sir, Says the butler, conidentialiy.
"What tw6?"
"Donovan, from the East, and Moloney.
from the Bog Road, sir"
VERY well; show Moloney into the IL
brary, and tell Donovan to wait downstairs
until / send for him."
"les, s,..
"Well, Moloney, come to pay your rent?''
says the Squire, cheerfully, entering the Ii
brary and gazing keenly at the man who is
awaiting him there. He smiles apologize
ally, and shuffles uneasily from ode foot to
the other as he feels the Squire's eyes upon
him.
mo, sir; l can't bring 1t, sir. I'd be in q
dhread o. my life wild the boys to do it."
II don't know who the gentlemen in ques-
stion you designate as the boys may be-"
says the Squire, calmly. Il can only tell
you that l expect my rent from you, and in
tend to get It,"
That's what l came to spake about, yer
honor. But the Land League Is a powerful
body, an secret, too; look at the Itlurther o.
Mr.. Herbert and that English Lord In Fay
nix Park, and the rewards an all, an what's
come Of it?'
"A good deal will come of II, / trust"
says The Desmond. "In the mean time,I am
not to be deferred from doing my duty by
idle threats. thought you, Moloney, were
too respectable q man to mix yourself up
with this movement"
Pm only a poor man, sir, but my life is
as good to me as another's; an II / pay
they'll murther me, an whatll become o.
me then? An, besides, l haven't ii, sir; It's
thrue for me. How can | be up to time, wild
the crops so bad this year?"
1T Is as good a year as / have ever known
for crops" says Desmond. II will haf6 no
excuses of that sort; either you pay me.or
turn out. / am quite determined on this
point"
"Ye're a hard man." says Moloney, with
an evil glance.
~ expected you to say nothing else. All
the kindness of years is forgotten because
of one denial. How often have | let you
of your rent entirely during these twenty
years we have been landlord and tenant to-
gether! There, go! have other business
to attend to. But on Monday, remember"
"Ye won't see me that day or any other"
saysthe fellow, insolently, sticking his hat
on his head with a defiant gesture.
Very good. That Is your own lookout.
You know the consequences of your non-ar-
rival. Denis" 10 the footman, ''show this
man out, and send Donovan here"
"Yes, sir"
CONTINUED Next Week.)