Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-08-19

muller is friend of mine. No listen! What we've been talking about is settled. Don't bring 1t up again. It doesn't interest him and 1t can't change me: swear to you, 1t can't; nothing can. I'm going to ask MT. Obermuller to help you without telling him just what the scrape is, and-and I'm going to be sure that he'll do 1t just because he2
 Because you've taken up with him, have you!" Tom shouted, savagely.. Because she's your"
 'Tom!" cried.
 "Tom-oh, yes, now I remember.H Obermuller got between us as hel spoke. "Your friend up-in the coun-i try that you went to see and couldn't. Not very good locker, your friend, Nance. But-farming, suppose. MT. Tom ?-plays the deuce with ones looks. And another thing 1t does: 1t makes a man forget sometimes just how to behave in town. I'll be charmed, MT. Tom, to oblige friend of Miss Olden's; but must insist that uc QOc6 uOC tdlh llhC Q Aoi i4ACA.
 He was quite close to Tom when he finished, and Tom was glaring up at him. And, Mag, I didn't know which one was most afraid for. Don't you look at me that way, Mag Monahan, and don't you dare to guess any thing!
 'Tf you think" growled Tom, "that I'm going to let you get off with the girl, you're mighty"
 { "Now, I've told you not to say that. The reason I'll do the thing she's go- ing to ask of me-if it's what think it isis because this girls plucky little creature with soul big enough to lift her out of the muck you prob- ably helped her into It's because she's got brains, talent and a heart. It's because-well, it's because I feel like it, and she deserves friend"
 "You don't know what she is" It was a snarl from Tom. You don't"
 "Oh, yes, do; you cur! know what she was, too; and I even know what she will be; but that doesn't! concern you"
 "The hell it don't!"
 Obermuller turned his back on him. was dumb and still. Tom Dorgan had struck me after all.
 What is it you want me to do, Nance?" Obermuller asked.
 Get him away on a steamer quick" I murmured-I couldn't look L: l. Ur,Sfh why, or what his name is."
 He turned to Tom. "Well?"
 q won't go-not without her.
 Because you're so fond of her. eh? So fond. your first thought on quitting ihe-country was to come here to get her in trouble. If you've been traced"
 .s"Ah!, You wouldn't like that. eh?" sneered Tom <,
 Would you?"
 "Well, I've had my share of it. Ard she ain't. Still |. Just what would it be worth to you to have me put of the way"
 "Oh, Tom-Tom--" cried.
 But Obermuller got in front of me.
 Tt would be worth exactly sl.75. .hink it will amount to about that for :ab-hire. I guess the cars aren't any 100 safe for you, or it might be less. IL nay amount to something more be-. ore get you shipped before the mast r the first foreign bound boat But that's more important" he added, hrip osn ,, Got- l,r,sth thump on the table, you have just ten seconds to make up your mind At the end of that time I'll ring for the police"
 
 went down to the boat to see it sail, Mag, at seven this morning. No, not to say good-by to him. He didn't know was there. It was to say goodby to my old Tommy; the one loved. Truly I did love him, Mag, though he never cared for me. No. he didn't. Men don't pull down the If Tom Dorgan had ever cared for me he wouldn't have made thief of me. If he'd cared. the last place on earth he'd have come to. when he knew the detectives would be on his track, would have been just the first place he made for. If he'd cared, he
 But it's done. Mag. It's all over. Cheap-that's what he is. this Tom Dorgan. Cheaply bad-a cheap bully, cheap-brained. Remember my wish ing he'd have been ventriloquist? Why, that man that tried to sell me to Obermuller hasn't sense enough to bs a good scene-shifter.. Oh
 The firm of Dorgan & Olden is dis solved. Mag. The retiring partner has gone into the theatrical business. As for Dorgan-the real one. poor fellow! jolly. handsome. big Tom Dorgan-he died. Yes. he died. Maggie. and was buried up there in the prison grave yard. A hard lot for boy; but it's not the worst thing that can happen to him. He might become a man: such a man as that fellow that sailed away before the mast this morning.