New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1903-06-14
ADVENTURES OF
HARRY REVEL.
Symonds

him that juStice-says the same. Syhoii0'
says"-
But at this point young woman-and pretty,
too. but daubed with paint-thrust her hat and
head out of a window. three carriages away
and demanded TO know what in the name of
Moses they were waiting for
Signals, my dear The fagships forrad,
and keep your eye lifting that way, If you
pleased I'm main glad you fell in with us. he
went on affably. turning to me; because you
round it UP. nicely. Barring the sharks in black
weepers you're hetonly mourning card in the
bunch ands I'll syou get good position at
the grave"
Thank you. SIR" said 1. feeling pretty des-
perate.
"Dor't mention it. We're dom our best.
When poor Bill dropped down in Symonds's"--
he,jerked his thumb toward the boarding mouse
door-"Sy1nonds himself was for turning every
enc out Very nice feeling he showed. l will
say. Damn it, here's got he says and the
rnanilooked healthy enough for another ten Jear,
with proper careH-and went off at once 10 stop
the fddIers and put up the shutters. But or
course IT meant loss to him. the place being
full and Il felt sort of responsibility for haV-
ing introduced Bill So 1 went after him ana
saws I: This is most unforeseen occurrence
Not a bit says he; accidents viii happen. L
told him that the corpse had never been we'
1fe tspt wasn't
ro,,Idn.t like the thought. IF that's the case.
saws Syn1onds. I've little room at the back
where he'd go very CONFERENCE.-The shut OIL
se vo,, might say We must send for the doctor.
~ co,,rse and the coroner can sit on him to-Inor-
rovu-thstiis II you feel sure deceased wouldn't
think It any disrespect. Dfsrespect" says l.
You didn't know Bill Why. it's what he'd arsk
FORT So then carried him, and sent fof
the undertaken same time as the doctor and or
ae-ed II of oak; and next morning down
tramped to Dock and chose out grave, brick
lined having heard him say often plymouth
folk for wasting. but Dock folk for lasting
won't say but what. between whites. we've been
pretty lively at Symonds's; and 1 won't say
Hulov here's more lucki Your servant. sir'
He stepped forward-leaving shielded and
half hidden by the coach door-and accosted a
stranger walking briskly up the pavement tow
ard US with a small valise in his hand; a gentle
manly person of about thirty-five or forty, in
clerical suit and bands.
Eth? Good morning." nodded the clergyman
affably.
Might 1 arsk where you're bound?" Then,
after a pause MY names Jope. sir-Benjamin
Jope, of the Bedford, seventy-four bo'sun S
| mate-now paid off,
| The clergyman. at first taken aback-as I
| could see-by the sudden question, recovered his
/
| John whitmore-bound just in the direc-
} ton of the Dock. Can I serve you thereabouts?
Mr. Jope waved his hand toward the coach
door Jump inside. and I'll take you along.
Oh you needn't be ashamed to ride behind
Bill"
But who is BiII?" The Rev. Mr.. Whitmore
| showed some natural hesitation. and advanced
| to the coach door like man in two minds "Ah,
I sea funeralr' he exclaimed. as a mute ad-
vanced-assailed from each coach window. as he
passed with indecorous obloquy-to announce
that the cortege was ready to start. For the
last two minutes heads had been popping out at
these windows-heads with dyed ringlets and
| heads with artistically eoored noses-and their
owners demanding, with brisk and various pro-
family, if Ben Jope meant to keep them there all
day if the corpse was expected to lead off the
ball and so on; and 1. covering by the coach
STEP had shrunk from their gaze 1 flinched
now under Mr. Whitmores.
'Hullo" said he and gave me (as thought a
searching look. whats this? A chimney
sweep"
IF your reverence will not object to his com
pany?'
I turned my eyes away, but felt that this
clergyman was studying me. Not at ALL" said
he. quietly. after a moments pause. rs he
bound for Dock, too?"
He said so"
Eth? Did he? Then We'll see that he gets
there. After you, youngster-jump in"' To my