Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1907-11-21


direction till, finding no room on the
stairs. they had massed In the street
below while the word few from lip to
lip concerning this closing scene Of
their drama. the battle of tie Midas,
the great fight upstairs and the arrest
by the Frisco deputies. Like Sind
bad's genie, woudrous tale took shape
from the rumors. Men shouldered one
another eagerly for glimpse of the
actors, and when the press streamed
out, greeted 1t with volleys OF ques-
tions. They saw the unconscious mar
shall borne forth. followed by the old
Judge, now palsied wretch, Sinking
beside his captor, very shell OF man
at whom they jeered. When McNama-
ra iurched into view, an image Of de-
feat and chagrin, their voices rose
menacingly. The pack was turning
and he knew 1t, but, though racked
and crippled. he bent upon them q
visage so full of defiance and contemp-
tuous malignity that they hushed them
selves, and their final picture OF him
was that of big man downed. but
unbeaten to the last. They began to
cry for Glenister, so that when he
doomed in the doorway, ragged, he
roic figure. his heavy shock low over
his eyes, his unshaven face aggressive
even In its WEAKNESS. his corded arms
and chest bare beneath the futtering
streamers. the street broke into wild
afaooriya0 a nq In
own, son of the northiand who labor
ed and loved and fought In a way they
understood, and he had come into bis
due.
But Roy. dumb and listless, stag
gered up the street, refusing the help
of every man except Wheaton He
heard his companion talking. but
grasped only that the attorney gloated
and gloried.
I'VE have whipped them. boy. We
have whipped them at their own game.
Arrested in their very dooryards-cited
for contempt OF court--thats what
they are. They disobeyed those other
writs, and SO got them"
II broke his arm.' muttered the
miner.
"Yes. saw you do 1t! Ughl It was
an awful thingl l couldn't prove con-
spiracy. but they'll go to jail for a
little while just the same. and we have
broken the ring"
ut snapped at the shoulder" the
other continued duly. "just like a
shovel handle. I felt it-but he tried
to kill me, and had to do it."
The attorney took Roy to his cabin
and dressed his wounds, talking In
cessantly the while. but the boy was
like sleep walker, displaying no ella.
tion. no excitement, no Joy of victory.
At last Wheaton broke out:
Cheer upi Why, man. you act like
. loserl Don't you realize that we've
won? Don't you understand that the
Midas Is yoursf And the whole world
with it,"
"Won7" echoed the miner. ''What
do you know about 1t. Bill7 The
Midas-the world what good are they
You're wrong. I've -yes-I've lost
everything she taught me, and by
some damned trick of fate she was
there to see me do It. Now. go away;
want to Sleep"
He sank upon the bed with It's tangle
of blankets and was unconscious be-
fore the lawyer had covered him over.
There be lay like dead man till
late In the afternoon. when Dextry
and Slapjack came In from the hills,
answering Wheaton's call, aud fell
upon him hungrily. They shook Roy
into consciousness with Joyous riot
pommeling him with affectionats
foughness till he rose and Joined with
them stif1y. He bathed and rubbed
the soreness from bis muscles, emery
ing physically ct. They made him
recount bis adventures to the tiniest
detail, following bis description Of the
eight with absorbed interest till Dextry
broke into mournfuI complaint:
I'D have given my half Of the Midas
to see you bust him. Lord, I'd have
screeched with soopreme delight at
that"
why didn't you gouge his eyes out
when you had him crippledi" question
ed Elapjack vindIctively. "Td a. done
1t"
Dextry continued: "They tell me that
when he was arrested he swore in
eighteen different languages, each one
more refreshin'ly repulsiye an Vigorous
than the precedln'. Oh, / have sure
missed a-plenty today, particular be-
cause my own dletion Is gettin' run
down an skim milky OF late, showin'
sad lack of new idees. which might
have assim lated somethin' robustly
original an expressive If I'd been here.
No, sir; nose bag full of nuggets
wouldn't have kept me away"
How did 1t sound when she bust
edr' insisted the morbid Simms. but
Glenister refused to discuss the COM
bat.
"Come on, Slap" said the old pros
pector: "let's go downtown. I'm so
bet up can't set still, an. besldes,
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