The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1910-06-28

interest not unniXed with concern, in
Willy Hanmod. He seemed a youth
OF such great promise and was SO GER
talnly treading a dangerous path. Lat
er in the day he saw Frank after
serving a customer, raise to his lips a
naIr-emptled glass and sip, with evi-
dent satisfaction, the dregs Of a bran
dy teddy. This also much distressed
him.
Simon showed his guest around the
pace. everything was in perfect or
Ger, presenting a model of a village
inn. II used to be q miller, sir" said
Simon, and a better miller, though I
90 say It,, was not IN this section of
the country. But l got tired OF hard
work and determined to lead an easier
life and make more money. A tavern
keeper is just as respectable as a mill
er. In fact, people who used to call
me Simon or 'neighbor D~ustycoat
now say landlord or MIR. Slade.' And
that isn't all. l have materially ad-
vanoed the prosperity Of C~edarviIle. A
good tavern always draws people TO a,
place, while an old. tumble-doWn af-
fair. badly managed, as we have had
heretofore, as surely repe1s them.
Why. since / have opened the Sickle
and Sheaf property has advanced all
along the main street and five new
houses have been commenced. I was
talking with Judge Hammond only
~ SkoNSA "a AIo V" IL o. SooA uCdt Va
property along the main street. and
he said that the people here ought to
present me with a silver pitcher
That evening the stranger Iounged
in the bar and saw Willy Hammond
again. He was talking with a man
older than himself by several years,
who inspired the traveller with an in
stant revulsion. He was evidently
none OF the villagers. but an unscru-
unions GpfTZh 6UontI1rAN "Hn IT II,
Cedarville for no good. A larger
knowledge of the world enabled the
traveller to spot" the nan at first
sight, but his easy name s~elf-conh-
lent air and knowledge of phases Of
life which they had never seen seem
ed to fascinate the youth Of the vii
lage n would make them, as the
observer. feared, easy prey to what
ever wickedness he might design.
This mar called himself Harvey
Green and in the group about him
was Judge Lyman, tn. local political
for Congress. Judge Lyman was
about so, a leading man in the com
munity, and the fact that both lie and
Judge Hammond not only ~patronfzed
the Sickle and Sheaf, but were enthu-
siaStic about it, was sufficient of itself
to make the place popular and Sc
lect."
The uture Congressman was all ur-
banity, and soon took the lead of CON
VerSatiOn. even out of the hands of
Harvey Green. He praised the land
lord fulsomely and predicted that IN
ten years he would be the richest man
in Cedarville. In fact there was much
good comp any'' in the barroom of
the Sickle and Sheaf that night and
the only Earring note in the pleasant
~intercourse of the evening was old Joe
hnrPan who from having Deen
SHADES partner in the milling business,
had now sunk to the position Of the
village drunkard. When the Judge
said that in ten years Slade would be
the richest man in Cedarville, Nor
gan growled out: "If he is richer,
somebody will be poorer" No one
took any notice or questioned the in
truder, though the landlords brow
grew dark, and soon the tide of good
natured talk flowed on again to be
interrupted presently by Morgan strid-
ing across the room and, throwing
down a sixpence upon the counter,
sa Come, landlord, mix me up
a whiskey punch. There's another
pen toward the fortune you're
bound to make. IT is the last one I
have. Four others ave found their
way into you till today and they will
be lonesome without their little
brother"
q " Ilo p't - soiA'
See here, Joe Morgan, If you viii be
ill-natured, pray SC somewhere else
and not Interrupt good fellowship
among gentlemen Got my last
sixpence-no further use for me to-
night" retorted Joe. II wish you
would go home" said Slade. a little
coaxingly. Just at that the
door opened and a pale little face
peered in-the face a child-While a
pair Of pleading eyes went searching
about the room. "Father'-the word
sent a thrill through every enrVe as
q little girl sprang across the 100
and laid her hand upon the arm of
Joe Morgan. Come, father, won
YOU come home?" Morgan arose and
allowed the child to lead him from
the barroOm. If | were in your
place. aid Harvey Green to Slade,
"Td make tina fellow keep away. He's
no business here. He's a sot, and one
s,1ch nerson as he Injuries a reSpecta-