The Washington times., 1905-08-20

their beer. The consumers were few and
silent. The garden was dlmly lighted
for the spring came slowly uD that way
and the air was not yet conducive 20
outdoor idling. The greasy young man
laid q dirty hand on the arm of SIeeny
and said:
Honor bright. now. old fellow. l
didn't mean to rough you when / said
that I don't want to hurt your feelings
or lose your confidence. 1 want you to
tell me how you are gettin' along. Ycu
amt got no better friend than me no
where"
Oh" said Sam. sulkily. II got nothin'
to say. She don't DO more care for me
than that there mug"
The expression that came over his
friends face at these discouraged words
was not one of sympathetic sorrow! But
he put some sympathy into his voice as
he said:
Jest think of that: Such a fine young
fellow as you are too. Where can her
eyes be? And I seen YOU walking th.s
evenin by the lake just like two robins
And yet you don't get ahead any"
Not a STEP, said Sam.
anybody in your light. you think?
Hullo, there. Dutchy, swell glass. Any
other fellow takin' your wind?' ana his
furtive eyes darted a keen interroga-
ton. Sam did not answer at once. and
his friend went on: Why. she don't
hardly know anybody but me and you,
and. he-he. I wouldn't stand no chance
at all against you-hum?'
'sOf course, you wouldn't" said Sam,
with slow contempt, which brought the
muddy blood into the sallow check in
front of him She wouldn't look at on.
I'm not afraid of no man, Andy offtt-
I'm afraid Of money"
He fiattered his Jealous heart by these
words. II was too intolerable 70 think
that any mere man should take his
sweetheart away from him; and though
he felt how hopeless was any comlsri-
son between himself and Farnham. he
tried to soothe himself by the lie that
they were equal in all but money
His words startled his friend Oftt,
He fexclafmed. why, who does she
know that's got money!"
But Sleeny felt a momentary revolt
against delivering to even his closest
conhdant the name OF the woman he
loved coupled with the degrading sus-
plcions by which he had been tormented
all day He gruffiy answered: That's
none of your business; you can't help
me in this thing, and I amt agoin' to
chin about it any more
They sat for awhile in silence. drank
their beer. and ordered more. omit at
last spoke again:
well, III be hanged if you amt the
best grit of any fellow I know. II you
don't want to talk. a team of Morgan
horses couldn't make you. L like a man
that can hold his tongue"
Then I'm your huckieberry,' said
SIeeny. whose vanity was soothed by
the compliment.
That's So" said OMIT with an ad-
rniring smile IF I wanted a secret
kept, I'd know where to come Then
changing his manner and tone to an ex-
preston OF profound soIemnity. and
glancing about to guard against sur
prise, he said: My dear boy, I've want
ed to talk to you a long time-to talk
serious You're not one of the COM
mon kind of cattle that think Of nothin'
but their fodder and staIl-are you?"
Now. Sam was precisely Of the breed
described by his friend, but what man
ever lived who knew he was altogether
ordinary? He grinned uneasily and an
swered:
Il guess not"
Exactly said OMIT There are
some Of us iaboring men that don't pro-
pose TO go on all our lives working our
fingers off TO please q lot of vampires:
We propose to have a little fairer divide
than heretofore; and If there is any
advantage to be gained. We propose TO
have it on the side of the men who do
the work. What do you think OF that?''
That's ali solid" said SIeeny. who
was indifferently interested in these alb
stractions. But what you. goin' to do
about it2'
Dot cried OMIT We are goin' to
make war on capital. We are goin to
scare the blood-suckers into terms. We
are goin' to get our rights-peaceably. if
we can't get them any other way We
are goin' TO prove that a man is better
than a money-bag." He ratified off these
words as a listless child says its alpha
bet without thinking of Letter. But he
was closely watching Sam TO see if any
of these stereotyped phrases attracted
his attention. Sleeny smoked his cigar
with the air Of polite fatigue with which
one listens to abstract statements of
moral obligations
| What are we, anyhow" continued
the greasy apostle of labor. I'VE are
slaves: we are Roosian scurfe We work
as many hours as our owners like; we
take what pay they choose to give us;
We ask their permission TO live and
breathe"
'Oh. that's a lie!" sIeeny Interrupted,
| with unbroken calmness. "Oid Saul
Matchin and me come to an agreement
| about time and pay. and both of us was
suited Eff he's got his heel onto me, I
| don't feel IT.
" *
| Ohitt darted a glance of scorn upon
the lgnoble soul who was content with
his bondage: but the mention of Match
| in reminded him that he had a final
shot IN reserve, and he let 1t off ar once
Yes, Saul Matchin is a laborin' man
himself: but look at his daughter She
would die before she would marry Il
workman Why?" and his green eyes
darted livid fire as they looked into the
troubled ones OF Sleeny.
| We'll why?'' he asked. slowly.
Because she loves money more than
manhood. Because she puts up her
beauty for d higher bidder than any
Now shet uD will yOu?" cried Sam