The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1911-09-22

man Atkins face. but the
speechmaking habit is not like
- ly to be broken.
Cyrus Whitaker" be stammered,
have you been drinking? Your Ian
guage to me is abominable. why I
permit myself to remain here and lis
ten to such
IT you'll keep still ri tell you why.
And If ! was you wouldn't be too
anxious to find out This everlastin'
cold don't make me over and above
good tempered. and when 1 think of
what you've done to that little girl, or
what you tried to do, have to hold
myself down tight-tight-and don't
you forget 1T! Now you keep quiet
and listen. It'll be best for you, He
man. Your cards ain't under the table
any longer. rye seen your hand. and
know why you've been playin' it.
/ know the whole game. I've been
west and Everdean and l have had
talk"
Mr.. Atkins had again risen from the
chair. Now he fell heavily back into
it. His lips moved as If he meant to
speak, but he did not. At the mention
OF the Everdean name he made a
queer choking sound ID his throat
Il know the whole business, he
man." went on the captain. Il know
why you was 80 knocked over when
you learned who Bos'n was the night
Of the party. know why you took
up with that blackguard Thomas and
why you've spent your good money
hirin' lawyers for him. | know about
the mine. | know the whole thing
from first TO last. Shall I tell you?
Do you want to hear it?''
The great man did not answer. a
drop of perspiration shone on his high
forehead. and the veins of his big
white hands stood out as he clutched
the arms Of his chair. The monument
was lettering on its base,
Its dirty ness. the whole of it."
continued Captain Cy. And yet can
see-I suppose | can see-some excuse
for you at the beginnin', When old
man Everdean and his crowd bought
you and John Thayer out way back
there Id "a. after John died. and all
the money was put into Your hands
/ carlate ven vas honest then. |
wouldn't wonder if you meant to hand
over the $3T, 500 to your partners wild
oW. But twas harder and more risky
to send money east ia them days than
tits now. and SO you waited, thinkin'
maybe that you'd fetch 1T to Emily
when you come yourself. But you
didn't come home for some years; you
went tradin' down along the Feejees
and around that way. That's how !
reasoned il out these last few days on
the train. 7 give you credit for bein'
honest first along.
but never mind whether You was
or not-you haven't been since. You
never paid over cent of that poor
feller's money-honest money, that be-
longed to his heirs and belongs TO 'em
now. You've hung Oh to 1t, stole II,
used 1t for yours. And Emily worked
and scratched for q livin' and died
Poor. And Mary, she died after bein'
abused and deserted BY that cussed
husband of hers. And you thought
you was safe, / carlate. And then
Bos'n turns up right in your own town.
right acrost the road from you! BY
The BIZ dipper. It's enough 70 make
Teller believe that the Almighty does
take hand In straightenin' out such
things when us humans bungle EN-
IT Il 50!
Course ] amt sure, Heman, what
you meant to do when You found that
the child you'd stole that money from
was goin' to be under your face and
eyes till you or she died. caPlate you
was afraid I'd find somethfn' out,
want your ! presume likely you
thought that I, not havin' quite &c
reverence for you that the rest Of the
BayDorters have. might be sharp