The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1909-08-26

great influence in corrupting his
secretary.
And his corruption was his masters
undolng. | must say sympathize
with young Tracy. who said last night;
Il feel as II had been put to soak
In crimei That bomb was the limit.
In future. me for the common or gar
den virtue: II may be tame, but pre-
fer tameness TO delirlum tremens'"
used to think that should like
to match my wits against a first'ciass
criminal intellect. God forgive me for
the wish, | have been matching wits
for the last month: and never putting
on my shoes without looking in them
for baby bomblet or feeling a twinge
OF indigestion without darkly suspect
ing the cook-who is really the best
creature in the world. sent Mr.. Arnold
by good Chinese friend OF mine. Il
had a chance to do good turn to my
friend, by the way. during the earth
quake and thus repay some OF his TO
me)
Archie is well and cheerful. Isn't
Il Ike the Winter temperament TO
lose it's melancholy In such horrors as
we have seen? Archie 10 distinctly
happier since he came to California.
AS for Janet and Rupert-oh. well.
my dear, you and Johnny knowl The
house has been full OF people. and We
have had several friends Of our own
for day or two. ! got n recipe fora
delicious tea cake from Mrs. Wiggies-
worth OF Boston. She didn't save any
thing but her furs and her kimono
and bridge set. besides what She
had on; she packed her trunk with
great care and nobody would take IL
downstairs. or course she saved her
bag OF Jewels. which reminds NE that
poor Mr.. Keatcham left Janet some
pearis-that is. the money for them.
Tie was very much attached to her.
We buried him on the crest OF the
hill: later. when more settled times
shall come. he may take another and
last journey 20 that huge mausoleum
where his wife and mother are buried.
Poor thingsl II is to be hoped they had
no taste living or else that they can't
see now how hideous and fiamboyant
Is their last costly resting place But
II 'Keatcham hadn't a taste for the
fine arts he had compensating quail.
ties. l shall never forget the night OF
HIS burial. IL was wonderful great
night OF stars" as Stevenson says. A
poor little tired-out clergyman. In a
bedraggled surplice, who had been
reading prayers over people for the
let ten hours and was fit 10 drop. hur.
ried through the service: and the
town the dead man loved was flaming
miles beyond miles. About the grave
was none OF HIS blood. none OF his an
Gent friends. but the men ! believe
he would have chosen-men who had
fought him and then had fought for
him faithfully. They were haggard
and spent with fighting tho Gre; and
they went from his burial back 10 days
and nights OF desperate effort. He
had fought and lost and yet did not
lose at the last. but won. snatching
victory out OF defeat as he was won't
TO do all his life. The heavy burdens
which have dropped from his shout
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carry maybe more humbly. perhaps
not so capably. but quite as courage
ously. And II is singular how his In.
fiuence persists. how II touches Kito
and Haley. as well as the others.
"shure." said honest Haley (whose
wit you are likely to sample in the near
future. for he has elected TO be tho
Rupert Winters chauffeur; they don't
know 1t yet, but they win when II Is
time); "shure," says he, "whin thot
man so mashed up there ye cudn't
move him for fear ye'd lose the main
part of him. whin he was thinkIn' OF
the town and nothin else. hadn't the
heart to be complainin' for the loss OF
a few teeth and few limps about mel
An fair wu'ked like the divil. SO
did Kito. who's daclnt Jap gintle.
man and no haythin at ALL"
Poor Keatcham. he had no child
hood and his wife died too soon to
revive the fragrance Of his youth; but
CAM help but think he had a
reticent. awkward, shy sort of heart
somewhere about him. Well, he was
what Millicent would call "a COMPEL
ing personality" l use plain language
and | call him great man. He won
the lions share because he was the
lion. And yet, poor Lion. his share
was lonely life and a tragic death.
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