Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1910-01-07

irritation.
Haggleton glanced at the morning
paper.
Hello" he said. another model tene-
ment fails to pay expenses! Tenants
store their coal in the porcelain bath
tubs. Here. Joe. show that to Mr..
Gentle. No; wait I'll do 1t myself"
He disappeared.
Moran closed his ledger, opened one
of the drawers of his desk and took
from it revolver. Joe. looking over
his shoulder. was taken aback.
What have you got that gun forr
persisted Joe.
Nothing"
Moran put the pistol back into the
drawer.
You have been playing with that
gun for years. Moran" said Joe.
whats the use? You would never
dare to use 1t. You are milk and
water anarchist Why don't you get
a bunch OF firecraCkers? They make
more noise for less money"
Il am n fool" Moran announced
gloomily. Il had no business to take
this job"
well. then, why did you take itf'
81 was out of work. | wanted to help
Jenny. Never mind what she has been.
She is my daughter. She's all ! have
got, and now she's gone. l have lost
her"
Two tears rolled slowly down his
fiabby cheeks.
Joe was touched. He felt sincerely
sorry, but, after the manner of his
kind. ashamed of this "softness." So
he replied airily:
Jenny will turn up all right"
Despair distorted the old mans fea-
lures.
where will she turn up? he asked,
in an agony of apprehension. What
is she doing now?"
You've got q rank philosophy 2
calculated Joe. Whatever is is wrong.
That's the way you dope 1t out. Say,
you'd better get busy and mail those
letters Mr.. Jackson has signed or you'll
lose this job you are so asha med Of"
Moran obediently put on his coat
and hat, took up pile of correspond
ence which Joe had meanwhile stamp
ed with lightning rapidity and walked
toward the door.
Joe returned to his typewriting.
Moran, however. having reached the
door. stopped. hestated and turned
back. He approached Joe's desk,
leaned over 1t and looked him straight
in the eyes. The grim determination
of his face daunted Joe little.
Here. you" said the old man sig,
nificantly, 81 want to know something
and | mean to find out Where is
JennyT
Joe shifted his eyes from Moran's
face to the wall behind 1t and wrig
gled uneasily in his chair.
"Why-er"- he stammered
answer my question" said the
other man, with ominous calm.
! II don't know, Moran"
81 believe you are lying. You know
where she is and what she Is. Mark
my words. will find that girl! will
find her. tell youn'
He continued to look at Joe In 81
lence. with new determination In his
mouth was drawn in tight line. Joe
was startled again, but again mas
tered himself. He looked back bold
ly, steadfastly, resolved to keep t.
himself what he knew.
Moran's next action startled him still
more. The old man took his keys ou
of his pocket unlocked the dra wer
took from it the revolver and slipped
it into the pocket of his overcoat.
Then he left the office without {
further word.
Joe got up and walked up and down
He was now deeply disturbed. fal
more so than he would admit even t.
himself. This sudden demonstration
of firmness by the Aabby. vacillating
mounting Moran-well, he did not lik,
it. No man is so dangerous, he knew
as coward with gun when b,
screws his cowardice up to the stick
Ing point.
For whom was that revolver meant
He cast about in his mind. blu
could settle on no particular person
Moran's hatreds were so all inclusive
social and economic in the aggregate
rather than particular.
Or course John J. Haggleton was t
Moran the incarnation Of all the evil
of society, including the evil who's
victim Jenny was. But then John J
was away on his yacht for thre
months cruise, and Moran could no
reach him with pistol across the Al
lantic ocean at Gibraltar.
There were the police ami the polio
justices on their benches and the sci
Element workers, whose social superior
ity Moran detested. He hated the cza
of Russia and the president Of the re
public. He did not like jackson. FL
merely tolerated Gentle. He had BIZ
gun to sheer at Philip and his sudde
business activity. He was rude t
Margaret Lawrence. Jenny alone
loved.
Perhaps he hated Joe himself. Fl
thought of the pistol again. 1t Nigh
be turned against himself Joe stoE
ped in his walk.
He remembered what he had hear
the leader of the gang he had deserte
in time say upon one occasion: "Whe
! man threatens you with gun. shoe