Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-21

l with the whole shootin'-match O big | 1kes."
 Ronald gave up the discussion. His l brothers coarse allusion to his mother | and sisters failed to appeal 10 his sense l of humor. He was thinking of Evelyn l Hasbrooke's patrician features and 1.-the l form-of her exquisite refinement and 1 delicate sympathy. By this time the two brothers had almost reached their home; they could see the sagging roof ! of their fathers house. Half d mile fur 1 ther on in the gathering dusk loomed
 the white walls and lighted windows of ! Carnleigh. At this point the dull, ! steady beat of horses hoofs fell on i their ears.
 ''It's the Hasbrooke gang" an nollnced David.
 Ronald's heart sank like a plummet. ! He had hoped to reach home before ] the party overlook him. He reproached
 himself for the feeling, but he shrank ! from being seen by Evelyn and her : friends in company with one as iH- :, clothed as his brother. David stepped 1 to the side of the road and stood open mouthed, to see the trap and horses pass but Ronald, without looking back,
  ! up his mind that he should not doff his hat, as he knew David would, like the ] peasant he was. He heard woman's 1 voice singing a plantation melody, ac- l companied by mellow bass. He de- cided that the woman's voice had a
 harsh quality which could not have be- l longed to Evelyn's, although he had never heard her sing. The vehicle was ! I, JIo l.:,, l,.. CT shouting out a shrill warning, and
 was turning to see what had occasioned it. wheE the horses brushed by him, the front wheel of the trap striking the hand which held the basket, dashng it
 to the ground and scattering it's con- tents over the sand. He heard Evelyn scream out in terror from her seat be- side Capt. Wrinkle, who was driving, and saw her desperately pulling on his ! arm.
 The vehicle drew up few yards away, and it looked as if the driver was going to offer some apology, but see ing that Ronald was still on his feet, Wrinkle vigorously applied the whip to the horses and drove on rapidly. David ran up and began to pick up the fallen
 articles.
 By Joe, you had a close shave" he grunted. II lowed once you was 8 dead goner.'
 He had put all the things back into the basket, when he noticed for the first time the awful white look on Ron aids face.
 "Why, what's the matter?" he asked. Did it hurt you?"
 Ronald was slowly rubbing bleed : ing bruise on the back of his hand but he seemed not to be thinking of it.
 He drove against me on purpose" he said. the words seeming to come from far down in his throat-"deliberatel on purpose, I tell you.' q know it!" '"a lr- David gazed at him steadily for moment. then he remarked: 'To tell you the truth, Ron, thought SO myself. You see, l was behind; he kept the hosses squar in the road till he passed me, an then l seed i'm pull like all possessed on the left rein. But 1 why don't you come on? You know it's 1 late an the old man fusses when we are late"
 Still our hero stood rubbing his hand
 
 | finally spoke, his voice quivered and sounded unnatural.
 II shall never rest till have resent | ed it," he said, as if communing with himself II could not live and take that off any man alive"
 "Oh, come off," said his companion,
 "you don't really mean you will take | i'm to taw about it.''
 1 T certainly mean nothing else" David laughed. Hen you is differ | ent in sech things, Ron. Now eff fe,- Ter O my own sort gets on the back O my neck an pulls hair to blow Lis l nose on, l politely invite i'm down to see which has the most grit, me or him, an eff a. man who ain't my equal "a buck nigger for instance-dares to give me any O his lip, l jest knock m down an wash my hans, but law me!s 1 hain't no han to pick difficulties with the big rich. l never knowed mo- | body to do it that didn't come out at the little end O the horn with their clothes drug off. A feller like that souint-eyed dude will jest set up in court an look tired when he swear out 8 case agin you fur assault an battery, an all the good lawyers in town will huddle round him like | passle, O ants round dead doodle 1 bug. The court will have obliged to appoint some new beginner to defend | you an thar you are-the laughin' stock O the whole layout. No, I'll
 take a lot otfn one O that sort fore I'll git up a scrap with 'm." | They were moving on now, and Ron nld made no comment on what his brother was saying. The fire of his | angry heart still burned in his eyes and | his chin was quivering helplessly. That ! night he sat only for a moment at the supper table, and then, unnoticed by the others, he wentup to his little room
 under the sloping roof and lighted his 1 lamp. Four or five new magazines lay
 unopened on His table, but he did not | look at them.
 About ten o'clock, when the house was still. Dave crept up the riekety stairs softly, so as not to disturb his father, who was light sleeper, and xvaS obo11f Io t11rr, into lis oyyn rpo,n