The Minneapolis journal., 1902-07-26

assumes the editorship Of the Carlow County
eetes Is
by Rodney McCune. the local "boss, and
his followers. The editor obtains proof that
McCune had aecepted q bribs as . member
OF the legislature for q vote for street car
franchise, and, after stormy interview In the
ofice Of the Herald, McCune astonishes the
county by declaring that ne had ,. dsciasa ,he 20
Herald reseues an old man named Fisbee from
gang Of toughs and takes him home and
the next day employs him on the Herald.
Judge Briscos and his daughter Minnie. MIR.
Fisbea appears to ba person of interest to
this visitor and Is entertained with her at
comes from Ronen. Hon. Hedge gIalleway OF
Amo is announced to deliver lecture.
Chapter discontinued.
The lecture proceeded. The orator winged
AWAY to soary heights with gestures so vigor-
Gus as to cause admiration for his pluck In
making use of them on such q night: the
perspiration streamed down his face, his neck
grew purple, and he dared the very face
OF apoplexy, binGing his auditors with a
double SPELL 1t is true that long before the
peroration the windows were empty and the
boys were eating stolen, unripe fruit In the
orchards of the listeners. The thieves wera
sure Of an alibi.
The Honorable Mr.. Holloway reached a
logical conclusion which convinced even the
combative and unwilling that the present de-
ponds largely upon the past, while the future
will be determined, for the most part, by the
conditions of the present. THE FUTURE he
cried leaning forward with an expression OF
solemn warning, "The future is in our own
hands, ladies and gentlemen of the city OF
Plattville. Is it not so? We will find 1t so.
Turn it over in your minds" He leaned
backward and folded his hands beneVolently
on his stomach and said In searching
whisper: Ponder it He waited for Them
to ponder it, and little Mr.. swanter, the
druggist and bookseller who prlded himself
on his politeness and who was seated directly
In front, scratched his head and knit his
rows to show that he was pondering 1t. The
stiffness was intense; the fans ceased to beat
Mr. Snoddy could be heard breathing danger
ously. Mr.. Swanter was considering the ad-
visibility Of drawing pencil from his pocket
and figuring on it upon his cuff, when sud-
denly, with the energy Of whirlwind, the
lecturer threw out his arms to their fullest
extent and roared: "It is fact! 1t Is earven
on stone in the gloomy cayerns OF time. IT IS
writ in fire on the inperiehable walls OF
5ate!" g..
After the outburst, his voice sank with
startling rapidity to tone OF honeSed 9con-
fidence. and he wagged an inviting forehnseT
at Mr.. Snoddy, who opened his mouth. Shali
we take an example? Not from the mar
yelous, my friends; let US seek an hlassra-
ton from the ordinary. Is that not better!
One familiar to the humblest Of US. One we
can all comprehend. One from our everyday
life. One which viii interest even the young.
Yes. The common house-fy. On window
sill we place . bit of hy-paper. and con-
tiguous to IL. O flower upon which the happy
insect likes TO feed and rest. The little fiy
approaches. Sea, he heveFs between the two.
One Is a fatal trap. an ambuseads, and the
other q safe haYbor and an innocuous haven:
But mystery aIiures him. He poises, unde-
cided. That is the present That. my
friends, Is the present! What will he do?
What will he do? What will he do? Memories
of the past are whispering to him: Choose
the flower. Light on the posy.' Here we
clearly see tho influence Of the past upon the
present. But, to employ figure Of speech,
the fy-paper beckons to the insect tooth
somely,- and, thinks he: Shall I give 1t a
try? The future Is in his own hands to
make or unmake. The past. the voice OF
Providence, has counselled him: Leave u
alone leave 1t alone, little fly. Go away from
there Does he heed It, ladies and gentle
men? Does he? All, no! He springs into the
air. decides between the two attractions, one
of them SO deadly to his interests and-drops
upon the hy-paper to perish miseraDly! The
future Is in his hands no longer. We musi
lie upon the bed that we have made, nor car
Providence change its unalterable DEGREES"
After the tragedy, the orator took a swallow
of water, mopped his Drow with the fguret
handkerchief and announced that a new poin
herewith presented itself for consideration
The audience sank back with gasp OF re-
lease from khe strain Of attention. Minnie
ariscoe, leaning back, breathless like thu
othera. became conscious that tremor agi
tatad her visitor. Miss Sherwood had ben
her head behind the shelter of the judge
hn
had covered her face with her hands.
what is It,. Helen?" whispered Miss Bris
eos, anxiousiy. What is it? Is somethin,
the matter2'
Nothing. Nothing. dear" She droppe.
her hands from her face. Her cheeks wer
deep crimson, and she bit her lip with de
Termination.
- "oh. but there is! Why, you've tears il
your eyes. Are you faint? What is it?'
'.It is only-only--" Miss Sherwoo
ehoked, then cast swift glance at the profl
Of the melancholy young man. The perfectl
dismal decorum Of this gentleman seeme
to inspire her to maintain her own gravity
at 30 only that 1t seemed ssuch pity abou
that fy," she explained. From where the
sat tAs journalistic silhouette was plainl
visible, and both Ftsbee and Miss Sherwoo
looked toward It often, the former with tn
wtstfui, apologetie fidelity one sees In tn
eyes OF an old setter watching his master .
when the lecture was over many OF tn
audience pressed forward to shake the Hon
MF. Haileway's hand. Tom Martin hooke
his arm in that Of the sallow gentleman an
passed out with him. !. sss5s..
mighty humaaizin' view Hedge took @
that there insect" remarked Mr.. Martin.
don't recoliaet ever heard Of no mourn
fuller error than that'n. noticed you apak
of Hailoway as a thinker without mention
ing what kind. didn't know before tha
you were as cautious man as that"
= aDoes your satire And nothing sacred
Martini" returned the other, "not even tn
Honerable Hedge Hallownys",
~ wouldn't presume" replied old Tom
ssto make light Of the catastrophe that over
took the Needless fly. When Holloway wen
on to other subjects was SO busy pieturir
. the last moments of that ciosin' life, stuc
there In tha hy-papey, / couldn't listen I
him. But there's no5Yss dwellin' on a soi
row we can't help, Look at tho moon; IT.
Eali enough to cheer us up" They ha
emerged from tho courthouse and paused Q
the strest as the stream OF towastolk d
yided and passed by them to take differeE
routes leading from the square. Not IA
away, some people were getting intosa bueA
board. Fisbee and Miss Sherwood were a
ready on the rear seat.
.'Who's With him tonight. Mr.. Fisteef
asked Judge Briseoe In q low voice.
s'No one. He is going directly 10 Il
once. Tomorrow is Thursday. one Of OF
days OF publication
.'oh. then IT'S all right. Climb In, Mimi
we're waiting for yea" The Judge effere
hia hand 10 hia daughter,
"Ia q moment, father sha answere
'.t'm going TO ask him to call" she said
the other girl.
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