The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1903-09-11

llShman whose pre)udlcleS are UlCCef Is
not pleasant sort of fellow. I'm an
advanced Socialist and kicker against
the established order of things. I've
had good education, too, though l
never made any good use of it. The
class l found myself in-or rather that
sought-was not class to develop
mans intellect. 1t developed my
gift of CAB, however, and that made
me leader among them. Perhaps it
was bad thing for me, yet I'll not
admit that the cause is bad. Anyway,
good or bad, I'm tied up to it," He
looked at Andrew, and his frown deep
ened. "You have no sympathy with
the cause, have you? What is your
fellow man to you? You can't see
anything beyond your bank account" "
"You are wrong there,'' said An
drew, and his face showed no resent
ment. 81 take lively interest in my
fellow men"
The strangers face cleared.
"I'm just what am," he said, "no
better, nor worse. Anyway, I'm too
old to want to change. Oh, I know
that l have been drag on my family.
Ny daughter would have been lady
| if she had had less selfish father.
There was nothing too good for her
while ber mother lived. Her mother
was lady, if ever there was one.
God knows why she married me. But
she kept things straight, and there was
nothing she wasn't ready to do for our
girl. And now that she's gone''-he
suddenly passed his hand across his
forehead-"why, things are all at skies
and sevens. I left my work, l went
back to the old associates and the old
club, and my daughter had to 60 out
and earn her own living. Understand
me, I'm not an idler, I'm an agitator.
I'd rather talk than eat. Some day,
maybe, Iii show can fight, too" He
paused abruptly and stared at Andrew.
course me-" he suddenly cried, eff I'm
not reeling off lot of cheap CUFF about
myself. That's like me. l come here
to have a reckoning with you, and be-
fore l know it I'm talking about my
SELF" He stopped short and advanced
little nearer. swell, there's one
good thing gained. You can easily
see that my girls not bit like her
father. She's her mother over again,
and no one knows it better than l
know it. And she's very dear to me.
She's so dear to me that if any man as
much as gave her an evil look I'd kill
him in his tracks. Do you understand
that, Mr.. Andrew Barton?'
His eyes glittered. His attitude
was menacing.
II think / understand you," said
Andrew quietly.
The man nodded slowly. He drew
back a little and passed his hand across
his forehead
"My dead who gave Anna into my
keeping" he said, II have neglected
her, but there are limits tothis neglect.
l am her natural protector, her de-
fender-her avenger, if need be-"
Andrew regarded him steadily.
"There can be no disputing this" he
said. "But you came here to tell me
something else"
EYES," said the older man. "And
yet that's a part of it, too" He
| paused a moment. Il find it hard,
glib as l am, to explain further. Let
me begin by saying that | am the nat
ural enemy of every man who absorbs
an undue share of the wealth of the
nation. l look upon rich man as a
dangerous parasite. l ascribe bad
motives to him. l give him no credit
for charity, for honesty of purpose, for
unselfshness. This is part of my
creed. | think the worst of these
gilded pests of society until l know
them better-and then | misdoubt my
leniency. You are prospering man,
Andrew Barton?'
eyes. | have no cause to complain" f"
you are building up great busi-
ness?"
''It is increasing rapidly.'
"You will become rich man?'
eff all goes we'll"
The older man glowered at the
younger.
II will admit that men speak we'll
of you," he said. "They tell me you
were a boy of the streets and the only
support of an invalid mother. That's
good. And you have an honest face.
That counts for something. But your
money is against you"
"Come, come," said Andrew. little
sharply, "what is it you really wish to
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