New-York tribune., 1903-07-16

ana II worked like charm. Killed two birds /
with one stone you might say"
Murdochs laughter over this story was a
little uneasy. He thought that Barrett was
merely gaining time. What's the thing 1
haven't provided for?" he demanded.
Barrett ruminated. The old DOCTOR" he said
at last.
Murdoch's face clouded in an instant.
You think?"
You'll have to get rid Of him"
''Why?"
Bless my soul! He can no more do what YOU
want done than Again one of the un-
printable simies
I was thinking the same" admitted Muir
doch.
How are you going to set rid of him. if he
wants to hang on?"
That's for the board to say"
Nonsense, John. When you have given them
this money you'll be the boss you know that.
What you say will 60 What-you-say-will-
60 John.'
DO you think he'll insist on staying?"
Moo. 1 don't believe he will That's why l
say this is a small matter. after all But he
won't be feeling very pleasantly toward you.
John
Why not?" Murdoch was genuinely puzzled.
Why, bless my SOUL" chuckled the old lawyer
again. Why. bless my soul. boy! Don't you
see you'll be putting him out of his job? He'll
be fancying Providence has gone back him
about that time"
Murdoch sighed. II suppose you're right" he
said sadly. Well, he'll have to CO. but I'm
mighty sorry about it. He's a fine old man. the
doctor; not thing the matter with him. except
that he's past sixty-fve.''
Barrett coughed affectedly. Yes we old men
have to go to the WALL" he said.
Cant 1 pension him off some way Amt
there thing they call emeritus. or something
of the sort-an honorary job?" He pronounced
it with the accent on the third syllable-emer-i-
tus; it sounded like some strange disease. The
| lawyer nodded.
"Well,' continued the pickle maker. well
make an emer-i-tus out OF him then" His face
grew bright again. BY the Lord Harry. I'd
| give him $1,000 a year for grubbing up his
| Greek before I'd hurt his feelngs-the old doc
| tort Well turn him out to pasture, and get
some young fellow to do the work. By the way,
how's that chap I sent you dong-Bradford?''
Begins mighty WELL" Barrett smiled remi-
niscently. He put us on the trail of something
| big while ago-if it turns out"
| What was that?'
The fresh faced old gentleman winked-very
| slowly and very experty winked
But there's a good deal Of fireworks about
that young Bradford. too" he continued, irrele-
| vanity 'I should judge that he was better
starter than a slayer"
| If" returned Murdoch. impressivey, IF you
| don't find that boy in ten, fifteen years. head of
| your shop-can me a clam
Whatever 1 call you. john" amiably replied
| Barrett 1T will not be a clam"
There goes a fine man." said the pickle
| maker. watching Father Charges striding down
| the walk Murdoch had completed a hard days
| work, and he had every reason to believe that
his reputation was soon to be greatly exalted
/ mar yvh
| done generous deed a tremendous scale.
| Therefore all men were fine men to him. More
| over, he rather liked the minister
| Don't know him." observed the lawyer.
! Seems to be some sort of priest
| He is the rector of St. Hida's; Charges is his
| name Comes over here good deal-to see
! Amy 1 guess: I know it amt to curry favor
| with me- By the Lord Harry, Barrett-you like
independent men. you'd like to see him stand up
! to his congregation. He doesn't give conti-
! mental d-n for any of us.
| Except the females. eh? You know the old
saying-IooI for the shepherd among the ewes"
! NO: this chaps a different breed. II he was
| like some ministers I wouldn't let him into my
house But I've seen him summer and winter
now for years and he'll do. I'd like to have
you meet him. he'd give you slap in the face
Of some sort" Murdoch chuckled.
| Rare bird for minister" observed Barrett
! comfortably. ''Very-rare-Dird. I've seen EN-
| here and I've seen 'em there. but 1 never saw
one yet that didn't grin when he shook hands
By the way didn't know you were a religious
| man. John"
! Murdoch smiled. Mature is God enough for
me But like music, and singing, and a little
/ show, you know; so I go to the Episcopalian
J Church. It's as good as a play I'll tell you
what l believe Mr.. Barrett; If a man keeps
! clean body, and clean hands. and likes the out
/ doors and treats women like man and not
| like a brute he can go to what church he
pleases. or to none at ALL and yet sleep nights
J like child"
| surely surely" The old lawyer nodded, and
D,,4fed at his cigar. John. these Perfectos are
/ better than mine. Where'd you get em?"
| CTo be continUedO