The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1912-05-03

"A negro?" demanded O'Rourke, ia
cling about. what do ye mean? Did
he come aboard?"
Sure and he did that, yer honor.
and caught us be no moore thin the
skin av his lathe and"
O'Rourke bent over the man and
Selling him by the shoulders swung
him around so that their eyes met.
What the divvle." demanded the ad-
venturer. did We mean by telling me
nobody boarded US. then? What"
Sure, yer honor. Aw, yer
honor! :. IT'S mesilf meant no
harm at all, at ALL" protested Danny.
Didn't say thot divvle sowl came
aboord? Sure, thin. Is a naygur a hui
man."
With an exasperated gesture
O'Rourke released the boy. "'Tis too
much for me We are" he said help
lessly. Now and again | believe We
have the makings of a man in We, and
then We go off and play the fool! II
didn't believe We pure simpleton
with not an ounce of mischief In your
body, I'd take that out of your worth
less hide Get on with ye! Tell me
about this 'naygur.' What sort of a
black man is he?"
Sure, sor," whimpered Danny, tbs
mesilf that w'u'd die rather thin have
We talk to me thot way, yer honor.
Upon me sowl, | niver thought ye'd
worry about a poor divvle av nay
CUR, come aboard wild nothin' but a
say-chist and the clothes he walks in.
begin for a chanst to work. his
passage to Bombay, sor."
"Dio they let him sign on. them"
inquired C'Rourke.
"Divvle bit, rayspicts to ye." More
cheerfully Danny struggled with the
studs In O'Rourke's shirt THE pur-
ser was all for kicking him back into
his boat, sor whin he offered to pay
passage in the steerage. So they let
him stay, sor."
Seemed to have money-eh?"
Jaw, no. yer honor Twas barely
able he was to scrape ut all together"
"Lascar?"
81 behave so, yer honor. IT'S hard
for me to say. Wan av thin naygur's
as much like another as two pays.
sor; tbs all tarred wild the same brush
they be-"
"Ah WELL" he resumed more pacific
ally, belize he's what he seems, Dan
ny, and has no concern with us at all
Whether or no, care killed the cat. :.
Dye mind. Danny" he swung
off on one of his Enthusiastically
acute tangents. the little woman with
the red hair? Though tbs meself
should beg the lady's pardon for men
tioning the color of her hair in the
same room with that outrageous head
light of yours, Danny. Dye
mind her. | mean?"
The wan We observed at Poort
Said, sor? The wan We told me to
discover the name av?"
TITS brave detective We would
make, Danny. Ye have me meaning
entirely"
Jaw, yiss" Danny's lips frightened
as he laced O'Rourke's patent-leather
shoes. He cast up at his masters
face an oblique glance of disapproval.
Il mind the wan we NAME" he ad-
mltted.
He rose, and as he did so. O'Rourke
gently but firmly twisted him around
by the ear and as deliberately and
thoughtfully kicked him.
What the divvle is the matter with
We, Danny" he inquired in panied re-
monstrance. 1T Is mad We are, or
have We no judgment at all, We scut.
that We speak to me in that toner"
Solicitously Danny rubbed the
chastened portion of his person, grum-
bling but unrepentant.
O'Rourke grinned tolerantly, retain
ing his hold upon the servitor's ear.
Her name?"
low. yer honor. leggo!
Missus Prynne sort"
The wanderer gave the ear another
tweak. by way Of enforcing the les
son. "Prynne. is It? And how did
you learn that. Danny?"
Twas her maid told me. sor. Leg
go, yer honor. Place"
"And how did her maid come to
tell We. We great ugly, long-legged
omadhaun?"
"Sure-ow!-twas only a bit av a
kiss was by way av givin' her,
sor-"
"That1l do. Danny" O'Rourke chuc.
killed..
The peal OF the trumpet announcing
dinner interrupted his contemplated
lecture on the ethics of investigation
and the perils OF Irritation as between
maid and man servant