Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1903-01-10
CHAPTER VI-CoNTINUED.

"I'll arrange it." Gordon said briefly,
as If Randall were not present. He did
not care to puzzle himself at present
over the mans change Of manner.
That it was part Of his regular policy
to gain an end he knew well enough,
but he was Indifferent to it His very
Indifference was so complete that the
boss felt again that uneasiness that had
come to him already as new expert
ence. and again that same diabolical
hate included John Gordon in it's sweep
Of future reckoning. for Tommy Randall
was beginning to feel dimly, but really,
that for the first time In his political
career he was in the presence Of new
factor. The newness Of it puzzled and
enraged him. 1t was SO unknown that
he could not figure on 1t. That made 1t
doubly hateful to him.
John Gordon stayed little longer
and then went away. The hour fixed
for the service was o'clock. AS he
went out into the corridor and groped
his way down the stairs and out into
the court he was plainly aware that
curious faces stared at him, and little
added respect was paid him.
"The old man fell down" muttered
the woman who had foretold Gordon's
humiliation at the hands Of the boss.
NAV he didn'tT' the tobacco user
calculated. with an oath. "Wait till
the old man gets in his upper cut. he
amt downed by no 'gentp"
Gordon at once took car for Naza
reth avenue. and within an hour he
was In the Rev. Paul Falmouth's study,
which was in the rear Of Nazareth
Avenue church.
"Glad to see you, Gordon" Fal-
mouth said as he rose and greeted bis
visitor cordially. The minister was a
grave faced man Of thirty-five. The
books. papers, pictures and articles of
interest in his study proclaimed stu
dent If not scholar. The man himself
had reserve power. How much more
than that was not apparent at first
sight.
"I'm sorry to disturb your morning,
Mr.. Falmouth. I know your rule, but
this is a case of death. I knew you
would listen to me-"
certainly; 60 on. was thinking of
you just q minute ago and planning to
come down to Hope House and see
you. OF course l know what you have
done. The papers,
''Thank you, Mr.. Falmouth, for your
kind letter. 1t did me good. I'll be glad
to see you at Hope House. But l know
how busy you arer' Gordon glanced at
the minister's desk, which was covered
with open books, manuscripts in vari-
Gus degrees Of preparation and mis-
cellaneous heap of correspondence
which told the particular story Of
laborious life.
''I'm always busy, Gordon" The
words were spoken with sigh that
was instantly repressed. "But for more
reasons than one want to see you and
have a good long talk with you"
"I'll be very glad. But this is my er-
rand this morning. 1 want you for a
funeral service this afternoon"
He went OH rapidly to relate the brief
story oe Louie. without reference to
Randall or any of the occurrences that
had brought him into the tragedy.
'I'n go, Of course" Falmouth said in-
stantly when Gordon paused. Shall
we have any singing? Have you any
one in Hope House"
II had an idea as came along up,"
Gordon spoke with little hesitation.
"If this was a funeral on Park boule-
ward for rich mans son and you were
called on to officiate. who would prob
ably sing?"
"Why, the Nazareth Avenue quar-
tet, l suppose. That is the arrange
ment made with them by the church
music committeeman l am to have
their services whenever I conduct a
funeral. But
The Rev. Paul Falmouth paused. He
saw at once the bearing Of Gordon's