Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1908-11-26

Scots ut the destruction OF the franc.
We got over the fence and released our
captive who talked to himself in dole
ful undertones as we hauled him to his
feet amid renewed cllnk of glass.
Gently. gentlemen; behold the night
blooming cereus! Not all the court-plas
ter I'm the universe can glue me together
again" He gazed rucful( at his slashed
arms. and rubbed his legs. THE next
time seek the garden Mt dewy eve I'll
wear my tin suit"
"'rhcre won't be any next time for
you. What did you run for?"
! Trying TO lower my record--its
mania with me. And az one good Gues-
ton deserves another. may / ask why
you didn't tell me there was glass
works beyond that fence? 1t wasn't
sportsmanike to hide inurderous haz-
ard like that But cleared those pickets
with a yard to spare. and broke my rec
ord"
you broke about seven yards Of
glass" replied. at may sober You to
know that you are under arrest. The
Waterman hero Las constable's
license"
He also has hair that suggests the
common garden or boiled carrot Tho
tint 10 not to my liking; yet 1T is not for
me to he captous where the Lord has
hardened His heart"
what is your na.ne7" demanded.
"Gillespie. Il. Gillespie. The r. will
indicate to you the depth OF my humility:
make II life work to hide the fact
that / was baptized Reginald"
'1'vc been expecting you, Mr.. Giles
pie. and now want YOU to come over TO
-
self will take charge OF this man
Andy promise TINT he shnnt SGT foot
here again. And. Andy. you need men
ton this affair to no one"
Very good, sir
He touched his hat respectfully.
II have business with this person. Say
nothing to the ladies at St. Agatha's
about him"
lie saluted and departed and with
Gillespie walking beside me | started for
the boat landing.
He had wrapped a handkerchief about
ono arm and gave him my own for the
other His right arm was bleeding free
~ below the elbow and tied it up for
him.
Tint lump deserved better luck" I
volunteered, az he accepted my aid in
silence.
I'm proud to have YOU like it. Will
lvou kindly tell me who the devil YOU
are"
My name is Donovan"
II don't wholly care for it, he OBJ
served rnournfully. Think 1t over and
sec If YOU can't 10 better I'm not sure
that I'm going to grow fond OF YOU.
what's your business with me-, any
how"
MY business. Mr.. Gillespie. Is to see
that YOU leave this lake by the first and
fastest train"
rs it pos.ible?" he drswed mockingly.
More than that" replied in his own
key: ''it is decidedly probable.
"Meanwhile. it would be divertng to
know where you're taking me. thought
the other chap was the constable.
I'm taking you to the house Of a
friend where I'm visiting. I'm going to
row Won In your boat. It's only short
distance. and when we get there | shall
have something TO say to you
He made no reply but got into the
boat without ado. He found light nan
mel coat and flung it over his shoulders
and pulled for Glenarm pier telling the
Japanese boy to follow with the canoe.
T turned over in my mind the Few items
of information that had gained from
: Miss Pat and her niece touching the
} Young man who was now my prisoner
and found that knew little enough
. about him. He was the unWeIcome ana
,nnovi,g sutton Of Miss Helen Holbrook,
and I had caught him proving about
Ct Aratha's in manner that was In
defensihlc.
} He sat huddled In the stern. nursing
m
whistlinr dolefully The lake was a
broad POOL Of silver. Save for the soft
smash of Ijimas paddle behind me and
: the slight wash Of water on the neal
: shore. silence possessed the world
, cf,Iesnio looked about with some curos
ry. but said nothing and when drove
the boat to the Glenarm landing he
crawled ont and followed me throusf
the wood without word
flashed on the lights in the librar,
= and after short inspection OF his
wounds we went to my room and found
sponges plasters and ointments in thu
: family medicine chest and cared for hi
injuries
There's no honor in tumblng into {
green house. but such Is r. Gillespie''
t luck. My Sims look Ike scarlet fever
. and without sound legs mans bette
dead"
Z Your legs seem to have got YOU int
. trouble; don't mourn the loss Of them"
< And twisted n bandago under his lief
knee-cap where the glass had cut saw
ngely
Its my poor wits. II we must fix tn
r blame It's an awful thing, sir, to b
< born with weak intellectuals. Az man
. legs carry him on orders from his head
g there lies the seat of the difficulty
t weak mind, obedient legs. and there yo
y 20, plump into the bosom OF blooming
u asparagus bed and the enemy lays VIC
n lent hands on you. II you put any NOR
n OF that sting-y pudding on that cut
C shall undoubtedly hit you, Mr.. Donovan
Il An, thank You. thank you so much!'
AS ] finished with the vaseline he la
G back on the couch and sighed deeply an
d rose and sent lima away with the bas
|. and towels
e "Win you drink? There are twelv
o kinds of whiskey"
| my dear Mr.. Donovan, the though
IS OF strong drink saddens me. Such poo
q wits as mine not helped by alcohol
l. stimulants. ] was drunk once-oeaut
< fully. marvelously, nobly drunk, so tina
10 antiquity came up to date with the thu
of motor-car hitting an orphan asy
70 lum, and saw julius Caesar driving
:, chariot up Fifth Avenue and Cromwe
"a poised on one foot on the shorter spir
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