The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-05-21

| Sdruen with gun. 10 Jall WltH HlHl Had a nat'eral angry word with tha, man when I was free again. To jail with him. I cuts a stick To jail with him. And so it went on until when anybody finds me anywrere a-doing anything-to jail with him.
 "Gentlefolks, give us in mercy bette, homes when we are in our cradles. Give us better food when we are working for our lives. Give us kinder laws to bring us back when we go wrong. Put his right full spirit into man. For now his spirit is divided from yours. Bring it back, bring it back afore the day comes when even his Bible is changed in his altered mind and the words seem to him to read: 'Whither thou goest l can not go; where thou lodgest I can not lodge; thy people are not my people nor thy God my God ''
 There was an agitation in the hall and then Toby saw it no more. But after while he caught one more glimpse of will Fern. He was an utter outcast; a professed criminal and the incendiary; fires which he lighted cast a lurid gleam upon the hills of the countryside.
 They showed him at last Meg with her child upon the banks of the river, and spring into the dark waters. 'I was her father" cried the old man to the dark shadows flying above, have mercy on her and on me- Where does she go? Turn her back" But they only pointed to her and said: 'To desperationv' And still she leaned over the river and mur- mured, Lillian, Lillian, to be changed like Lillian" Toby sprang forth to his daughter and grasped her in his arms; he felt his sense of touch returning. He struggled with her.
 And just then the chimes the old fa- miliar friends, began to ring the joy peal | for a new year so lustily, so merrily, so gayly, so happily, that he sprang to his feet and broke the spell which bound lhim. He saw Meg standing before him, shaking him and saying: Wake up, father, wake up. And whatever you do, don't eat tripe again without seeing a doctor and finding out whether it's likely to agree with you. For you have been going on good gracious! how you have l that Trotty had had, you see, nightmare engendered by too much Friends and F athers of the Poor; too much Good Old Times too much Alderman Cute; too much File Statistics and too much "Ob- serwation" in the newspapers and the Parliament upon the Poor and what ought to be done with them.
 | x1rl,ap Tob,, o troLa ,,,;dr;r,+ l,c c5 .+r,, .,. and the chimes were ringing in the New Year, Meg, after shaking her father wide | awake, went on with her work of sew ing little ribbons upon her simple gown for her wedding. So quietly happy, so blooming and SO youthful, so full of promise did she look that Toby uttered a cry as if he had seen an angel in his house. Then he flew to clasp her in his arms. But he caught his feet in the newspaper which had fallen from his hands when he had gone to sleep, and somebody came rushing in between them. It was Richard, who cried out: No, not even you. The first kiss of Meg in the outside this hour to hear the chimes and claim 1t. Meg. my precious prize, my darling wife. happy New Year, life of happy years' TSen Richard kissed her. He ought to have done 1t first and made his speech afterward, but according to MT Dickens he didn't
 You never in all your life saw anything like Trotty after that He sat down in his chair and beat his knees and cried ; he sat down and beat his knees and laughed; and then he laughted and cried together. The truth is that after his visions of the night he was beside himself with joy to find them only visions-visions that might become realities If all the professional Friends and Fathers of tho