The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1904-02-25
The Mystery Of
Edwin brood
CONTINUED FROM YESTERDAY

OF a ueceaSeQ DeneIaCtOr or MS SptCltS, dl
nent public character. once known to fame as
| F'rosty-faced Fogo. who in days of yore super
| intended the formation Of the magic circle with
| the ropes and stakes. There only three
conditions OF resemblance wanting between these
Professors and those. Firstly. the Philanthro-
| psts in very bad training: much too fieshy,
| and presenting both in face and figure, a super
| abundance of what is known to Pugilistic Ex-
perts Suet Pudding. Secondly, the Philau-
| thropists had not the good temper Of the Pugtl-
| lists. and used worse language. Thirdly, their
| fighting code stood in great need Of revision as
empowering them not only TO bore their man to
| the ropes. but 10 bore him to the confines Of
| distraction; also TO hit him when he was down.
hit him anywhere and anyhow. kick him, stamp
| upon him, gouge him, and maui him behind
| his back without mercy. In these last particu-
| lars the Professors Of the Noble Art were much
nobler than the Professors of Philanthropy
| Mr.. Crfsparkle completely lost in mus
| ing on these similarities and dissimilarites at
| the same time watching the crowd which came
| OF antagonistically snatching something from
| somebody, and never giving anything 10 any
it, ON his at at length responding he was shown
| by miserably shabby and underpaid stipend
| worse il he had taken service with declared
enemy of the human race to Mr.. Honeythun-
Sir" said Mr.. Honeythunder in his tremen-
| dous voice. like schoolmaster issuing orders TO
|
Mr.. Crisparkle seated himself
| Mr.. Honeythunder having signed the remain
| ing few score Of a thousand circulars, calling
| upon a corresponding number Of families with
| ly. and be Philanthropists or go to the Devil.
another shabby stipendiary Philanthropist (high-
into bass ct and walked Oft with them.
| Now. Mr.. CrisparHle," said Mr.. Honeythun-
| when they were alone, and sQuaring his arms
| with his hands his knees and his brows
short woEk of you: Now, Mr. CrisparEle we
entertain different views. you and 1, sir of the
DO we?" returned the Minor Canon.
| what are your views on that subject?'
| That human life is a thing to be held sacred,
Might ask you" pursued the Minor Canon
as before: what you suppose to be my views
by George, sirr' returned the Philanthropist.
| squaring his arms still more, as he frowned on
SELF
Readily admitted. But you began by saying
| fore Cor you could not say SOD you must have
| set up some views as mine. Pray, what views
| have you set UP as miner
Here is man-and young man." said Mr..
| Honeythunder. as Il that made that matter
| Infinitely worse, and we could easily have borne
| the loss of an old one, swept off the face of
the earth by deed of violence What do you
Murder" said the Minor Canon.
| What do you call the doer of the deed, sir?
| "A murderer, said the Minor Cannon
| II am glad TO hear you admit much SIR,
retorted Mr.. Honeythunder. in his most offensive
Crisparkle again.
by those very Injustifiable expressions"
| I don't sit here, sir, returned the Philan-
| thropist, raising his voice to roar, Ito be
''As the only other person present, no one
| can possibly know that better than l do" re-
| turned the Minor Canon very quietly. But /
interrupt your explanation"
| KIND OF boisterous reveTie, with his platform
folding of his arms. and his platform nod of
OF a word. 'Bloodshed! Abel CANT / hold no
| terms with Cain i repudiate with a shudder the
Instead of instantly leaping into his chair
anc cheering himself hoarse as the Brotherhood
| in public meeting assembled would infallbly
| have done on this cue. Mr. Crisparkle merely
reversed the quiet crossing of his legs and said
tion-when you begin it."
The Commandments say. no murder. NO MUIR
| der, sir" proceeded Mr.. Honeythunder, plat
| formally pausing as he took Mr.. Crisparkle 10
| task for having distinctly asserted that they
leave on anu '''e''
And they also say you shall bear no false
Enough beloved Mr.. Honeythunder. with
soemnity and severity that would have
noughl My late wards being now of age and
| being released from trust which l cannot CON
the accounts which you have undertaken to
accept on their behalf. and there is a statement
1
to receive. and which you cannot receive toe
soon. And let me tell you. sir l wish that
employed" with a nod Better employed :
with another nod. Better employed" with
Mr.. CrisparkIe rose; a little heated in the face
but with perfect command OF himself
papers referred to: my being better or worse
employed than an. at present is matter Of
| taste ana opinion. You might think me better
employed in enrolling myself a member of youl
''Ay. indeed sir!'' retorted Mr. Honerthunder
| shaking his head in threatening manner II
would have been better for you If you had don,
| Il think otherwise"
Or said Mr.. Honeythunder. shaking hi
sion better employed in devoting himself to thu
| discovery and punishment OF guilt than in leav
| ing that duty 10 be undertaken by a layman."
| may regard my profession from a poin
Of view which teaches me that its first duty i
| towards those who are in necessity and tribula
| ton. who are desolate and oppressed" said Mr.
SrtsparKe, IHfoWever as have quite cearl!
LESSONS to make professions. l say no more O
tn tnat Mr. bu Ne,l,,o owe It to Mr., Neville. an,
lower degree to myself to say to yol
that know was in the full possession and un
| Outstanding OF MIR. Nevile's mind and heart a
the time of this occurrence; and that withou
| in the least colOring conceaing what was L
. | feel certain that his tale is true Feeiini
that certainty, l befrend him. AS long as tina
if any Consideration could shake me in this re
solve. 1 should be so ashamed of myself for m
| no woman $50 gained, could compensate me TO
the loss OF my own
| Good fellow! manly fellow! And he was s
, i modest, too. There was more self-assertio
in the Minor Canon than In the schoolboy VIII
wicket. He simply and stanchIy tru
to his duty alike in the large case and in III
| small SO all true souls ever are. So ever
spirit.
Then who do you make out did the deed p
asked Mr.. Honeythunder, turning him alb
Heaven forbid" said Mr.. Crisparkle. "tha
| IN my desire 10 clear / should light
criminate another! accuse no one''
'Tcha! calculated Mr.. Honeythunder, wit
| principle on which the Philanthropic Brother
| hood usually proceeded. And sir, you are nc
| a disinterested witness must bear in mind
How am l an interested one?' inquired M,
| Crisparkle smiling innocently, a loss TO i'm
! | agine.
There was a certain stipend sir paid to yo
| for your pupil which may have warped you
| Judgment a Bit" said Mr.. Honeythundel
| cOarsey.
Perhaps 1 expect to retain it still?' M,
| Crisparkle returned, enlightened; do you mea
| that tOO?'
well, sir" returned the professional Philar
| thropist, getting up and thrusting his hand
| down into his trousers pockets, Il don't so abou
| measuring people for caps. II people find hav
| any about me that nj EN-, they can put eI
on ana wear EN-: If they like. That's the
t Mr.. Crisparkle eyed him with a lust indigna
: | ton. and took him 10 task thus
e | Mr.; neythunder, hoped when I came
I here that might be under necessity OF CON
| menting on the introduction OF platform mar
, | ners or platform maneuvers among the decor
| forbearance OF private life. But you have give
me such a specimen Of both. that / should be
Mt subject for both If 1 remained silent respec
| ing them. They detestgble"