Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1903-01-10
A x nave Of
Con science
BY FRANCIS LYNDE.
Copyright 1900, by Francis Lynde.l
CHAPTER XXV.-CoNTINUED.

cations including Griswold.
Iain't no use, Mr.. Griswold," the
spokesman went on. eve ketched
him in the very act, and Les goin' to
swing if ever last one of us has to
dance on nothin' to pay for it. It's
him OF u.s.
Caught him in the act of what?"
demanded Griswold.
The spokesman shuffied with his
feet and hung his head. He was the
ringleader of the malcontents; a bur-
ly molder but lately come to Wa
hasha, and there had been whispers
pointing to past of his which would
not bear the light. Griswold remem-
bered these rumors now, and saw
this: that the mans following was a
detail from the more desperate Sec
ton of the strikers.
The pause was brief, but being sur
charged with possibilities, seemed
long. At length the man threw up
his head
Come here and I'll show you," he
said.
Griswold followed him a step aside,
to the office front and to breach
III the palings of the high fence close
ut hand. Within the breach, and
heaped against the wall of the frame
office building, was pile of chips and
shavings, and there was a pungent
odor Of kerosene in the air. The
man pointed in silence
You mean to say that he was go
~
Them fxin's speak for themselves,
don't they?"
But why?" Griswold demanded.
The big man snorted scornfully.
faint no use for you to play in
nercent hathaway, Mr.. Griswold.
You know who he is, and what he is,
and what he's here for"
Whereat Griswold lost his patience
and sWore angrily. "Have done with
your mysterious bush-beating and
say what's in you," he raped out.
Il don't know the man."
You don't, Ell? Well, he's cussed
linkerton, that's what he is; and he's
here to make case against us.
5 pose the works takes fire and burns
up, and he goes on the stand to swear
we done it? Only he amt never
goin' to get the chance. He's goin'
20 quit right here and now. You go
away, Mr.. Griswold. There amt no
call for you to be witness"
Who shall say what fierce and re-
Ientless temptation assaulted this man
who saw his single pursuer thus in
the tolls? He had but to turn his
back and shrug, and say it was no
concern of his, and this man Griffin,
the only man of all men in the world
who might send him to wear out his
life in a Louisiana chain-gang, would
go to his account, and all danger
would be over-past for one Kenneth
Griswold
No one save the victim of such an
onfaI of devils battling for his soul
may know what Griswold endured in
that brief moment of hesitation. If
Griffin himself suspected, he made no
sign; indeed, he had looked on all
through the colloquy as if the SUBJ
ject matter Of it concerned him not
at all. But now he spoke; three
words to his accuser, and a dozen to
the man whom the devils were as
saulting.
You're liar" he said, coolly, to
the one; and to the other: could
you oblige me with cigar, Mr. Girls
wold?"
Now, however fiercely the devils of
temptation had assaulted, Griswold
had beaten them off; that and more:
ne had plan of an attempt at a
rescue half-formed, and this request
Of the man about to be hanged
chimed in with it. He promptly ten
dered the cigar, and the striker who
was Pinioning Griffins right arm me-
chanically loosed his hold that the
prisoner might take it,
1t was the moment for the at
tempt, if any there were to be, and
there could be no more collision be-
tween rescuer and captive than might
be compressed into a single swift eye
glance. But that sufficed. Griffin
reached for the cigar, but did not
take it. Instead, he converted the
movement into singing side blow
which felled the man at his left, and
at the same instant sprang back out
Of the circle with Griswold to hold
the Infatuated ones at bay while he
did il.
Any diversion Griswold could make
was necessarily of the briefest. For
some swift-passing second or SO he
delayed the rush by sheer moral
brayado. The storm broke in yell
of rage and no two men might with
stand it. Griswold did not try.
Through that hole in the fence!-
4 with you!" he said, over his shout
der to the detective; and the thing
was done SO deity that the yelling
mob was for the moment nonplussed
Griswold made good use of the mo-
mentaIy respite