The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1904-02-27
CONTINUED FROM YESTERDAY

More than, suspicious sir" returned Mr..
Sapsea; all but certaintes''
only think nowi'' cried Mr.. hatchery.
-. But proof sir proof must be built up stone one
cg stone; SAID the Mayor As ass, say tb se Ins
tice should be morally certain; she must be
immorally certain-egally. that is"
His Honor" said Mr. hatchery, REMINDS
me Of the nature of the law. immoral. no"
AS I say sir" pompously went on the
Mayor the arm OF the law is strong gu arm ~
strong arm and a lcng
How forcibei And yet again. how true.
land without betTaying what call the
OF the prison house" said Mr. Sapseai he
secrets Of the prison-house is the term used
And what other term than His HOnOr's
would express IL % said Mr.. Datchery.
man we have Just left Il take the bold step
of calling IL iron, on account of its strength;
that in this case, the long arm viii reach, ana
the strong arm will strike-This is Ca
thedraL sir The best judges are pleased to
admire it, and the best among our townsmen
own to being a little vain Of it,
All this time Mr. Datcnerv had walked with
his hat under his arm and his white mar
ance upon him Of having forgotten his nat
Then MIR b bG noS S, TOUCHED s5 with
vague expectation CT finding another nat
Pray be covered. sir" entreated Mr.. Sap
| ii, assure you"
His Honor is very good. but 1 do it for
Then Mr.. hatchery admired the Cathedral.
and Mr. Sapsea pointed 1t out as If he hlmselI
| had invented and built it,: there were a few
details indeed of which he did not approve.
but those he CLOSED over as II the worRmen
| dral disposed Of he led the way by the church
yard and stopped to extol the beauty OF the
evening-by chance-in the immediate vicinity
Of Mrs saPsea,s epitaph 60 o,u
/ ing to descend from elevation to remember
| il all of a sudden: like Apollo shooting down
| from Olympus to pick up his forgotten Tyre;
4 nf orr
| of our people has made it so, and strangers
| have been seen taking copy of IT now and
them. / am not judge of it myself for IL
| is little work Of my own. But 1t was trouble
some to turn. sir; 1 may say difficult to turn
Mr.. Datchery became so ecstatic over Mr..
Sapsea's composition, that. in spite of his in,
therefore his probably having in reserve many
| opportunities of copying it, he would have
| but for the slouching towards them of it's ma
| terial producer and perpetuator, Durdles, whom
| bright example OF behavior to superors.
''Ah. Durdles, This is the mason; sir; one
| of Cloisterham worthless; everybody here
knows Durdles. Mr.. Datchery. Durdles; gen
tleman who is going to settle here ;, .,o,
Durdles. Were a heavy lot.''
You surely don't speak for yourself. Mr..
than for His Honor
| Who's His Honor?" demanded Durdles.
II never was brought afore him. said
| Durdles with anything but the look of a
i
| time enough for me to Honor him when L am.
Until which, and when and where
4 Mister Sapsea is his name,
England is HIS nation.
| Cloisterham's his dwelling-place.
| Aukshneer's his occupation. "
Here. Deputy preceded by a flying oyster
| SHIELD appeared upon the scene and requested
| to have the of threepence instantly
''chucked' TO him by Mr.. Durdles, whom he
/ had been vainly seeking UP and down, law
his bundle under his arm, slowly found and
| counted out the money. Mr.. Sapsea Informed
4 the settler of Durdles's habits pursuits
| abode and reputation. II suppose curious
stranger might come to YOU and your works
| Mr.. Durdes at any odd timer said Mr.
| ANY gentleman is welcome to come and see
me any evening If he brings liquor for two
| with him. returned Durdles with a penny be-
tween his teeth and certain half-pence in his
| he'll be doubly welcome"
II shall come. Master Deputy, what do you
| owe me?'
| "A job"
| Mind you pay me honestly with the job OF
showing me Mr.. Durdles's house When l want
| to go there
| Deputy. with a piercing broadside of whistle
| through the whole gap Of his mouth, as re-
| ceipt in full for all arrears vanished.
| The Worshipful and the Worshiper Their
| passed together until they parted, with many
| ceremonies. at the Worshipful's door, even ther
| and gave his streaming white hair the
| breeze.
Said Mr.. hatchery to himself that night
| as he looked at HIS white hair in the gas
| chimney-piece at the Crozer and shook 1t out
| For single buffer of easy temper, liv
| ing idly on his means. 1 have had rather busy
afternoon