Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-05-09

people of this county will be sorely
tempted, and, while l do not believe in
lynch law, yet II that should be the
result It Is my unalterable conviction
that the vlgllantes may well turn their
attention to the lawyers or lawyer who
brings about such miscarriage. am
sick of It, "
The Tocsin did not print the inter
view it obtained from Louie Farbach--
the same Louie Fnrbach who long ago
had owned n beer saloon with q little
room behind the bar, where a shabby
boy sometimes played dominoes and
seven up with lonfers; not quite the
same Louie Farbach, however, in out
ward circumstance. for he was now the
brewer Of Farbach beer and making
Canaan famous. His rise had been
Teutonic and sure, and he contributed
one-twenticth of his income to the Ger
man Orphan asylum and onc-tenth to
his party's campaign fund. The TWEEN
ticth saved the orphans from the coun-
ty while the 1.-THE gave the county to
his party.
lie occupied a kitchen chair, enjoy
ing the society of some chickens in a
wired Enclosure behind the new italian
villa he had erected in that part OF
Canaan where he would be most I'M
comfortable, and he looked woodenly
at the reporter when the latter put his
question.
lief you any Acquaintance off Mister
Fear" he inquired in return, with no
expression decipherable either upon
his Gars1ntuan face or in his heavily
enfolded eyes.
"No, SIR replied the reporter, grin
ming Il never ran across him."
Dot ISIS a goot ting fer you,' said
Mr.. Farbach stonily. lie ISIS not a
man poebcs beddor try to run across.
1t ISIS what Cory tried. Now Cory ISIS
dead"
The reporter, slightly puzzled, lit
cigarette. See here. Mr.. Farbach," he
urged, Il only want a word or two
about this thing. and you might give
me brief expression concerning that
man Louden besides. just hint of
what you think of his influence here.
you know, and of the kind Of sharp
work he practices. Something like
that"
Il see,' said the brewer slowly.
Happy Fear ! hcf knowt for goot
many years. He ISIS goot frient of
mine"
WHAT"
"Choe Louten ISIS a bedder one" con-
tinued Mr. Farbach, turning again to
stare at his chickens. "Git owit."
What"
Cit owit" repeated the other with
out passion, without anger. without
any expression whatsoever. "Git owit."
The reporters prejudice against the
German nation dated from that mo-
ment
There were others, here and there,
who were less self contained than the
brewer. A farmland struck fellow
laborer in the harvest field for speak
ing i'll Of Joe. and the unraveling of
strange street fight one day disclosed
as its cause like resentment on the
part of blind broommaker, engen-
dered by a like offense. The broom
makers companion, reading the Toe
sin as the two walked together. had
begun the quarrel by remarking that
Happy Fear ought to be hanged once
for his own sake and twice more Ito
show up that shyster Louden." Warm
words followed. leading to extremely
material conflict, in which, in spite Of
his blindness, the broommaker had SO
much the best OF it that he was re-
moved from the triumphant attitude
he had assumed toward the person of
his adversary, which was all admirable
imitation OF the dismounted st. George
and the dragon, and conveyed TO the
Jail. Keenest investigation failed to
reveal anything oblique in the mans
record. To the establishment of Ca
man, there was nothing against him
He was blind and moderately poor but
respectable, Woodworking artisan and
a pride to the church in which he was
what has been called all active work
err" 1t was discovered that his sensi-
tiveness to his companions attack on
Joseph Louden arose from the fact tina.
Joe had obtained the acquittal of an
imbecile sister OF the blind man, a two
thirds witted woman who had been
charged with bigamy.
The Tocsin made what It could of
this, and so 1exterously that the wrath
Of Canaan WAS one farther jot increas-
ed against the shyster. Aye, the town
was hot. inside and out
Let us consider the forum Was
there ever before such summer for
the National House corner? How
voices first thundered there, then
cracked and piped. is not 10 be rem
dered in all the tales Of the fathers.
One who would make vivid the great
doings must indeed dip his brush in
earthquake and eclipse" Even then
he could but picture the credible and
must despair Of this--the silence Of
Eskew Arp. Not that Eskew held his
tongue, not that he was chary Of
speech-no. o Temporal, o mores, No!
But that he refused the subject in
hand, that be eschewed expression up.
on 1t and resolutely drove the arg,l-
ment in other directions. that he
achieved such superbly un-Arplike in.
consistency, and with such rich mate.
rial for his sardonic hunors, not at