The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1912-04-03

l'ONLY MISTAKEN" HE SAID.
yellow porch light, and this yellow
light was in a moment more augment
ed by q saffron glare that Jared out as
the roof. from fire In the attic. start
ed by the recent vandals. broke into
q blaze.
Charger came sudden sharp voice
from the shrubbery.
Startled. In the glare Of the burn
ing roof Rensselaer, saw host OF men
with fixed bayOnets suddenly spring
out of the dark shrubbery at the north
west side Of the building and come
tearing down upon them.
left face. Present armsr' came the
sharp command of Rensselaer,.
The word Fire" was just trembling
upon. his lips when be recognized the
advancing leader. rushing with drawn
sa Der and pistol at the side Of the
first line in the column.
"Halt! For Gods sake. halt!' he
cried. waving the white sheet that he
had snatched from across Kelvin. "A
truce! For Gods sake. Rollins. halt
your meA! This madness Is all over!
Kelvin Is dead.
Within but few feet Of what must
otherwise have been desperate strug-
gle the advancing column was checked.
and Rollins heard briefly from the sick
ened Rensselaer, what had happened.
He STROBE up the steps and stood be-
fore Kelvin with barred head.
"Only mistaken" he said in bene-
diction and forgiveness. Then he turn
ed to his own followers and those of
Rensselaer,. "As president of the Unit
ed States. vice Kelvin, I have become
your chief comma nding officer" he told
them. Kelvin is dead. but the repub-
lie still lives. Blagg and his consort
will die this morning. and with them
the rebellion is broken. Some re-
strictive legislation to be carefully and
wisely considered must be made to
keep down such appalling accumula-
tons of wealth as may threaten our
liberty and our republic. But. gentle
men. through it all the constitution OF
the United States still is sacred and
supreme. and there" his voice took on
sudden ring of exultatiOn- land there
waves its everlasting emblemr"
One grizzled old veteran Of Sumner
Rollins ranks had brought with him
tattered old American flag that had
gone through the war OF the north and
south and bad unfurled its war stain
ed stars and stripes to their gaze.
There was a cheer. but only q feeble
one. The men. almost with one ac-
cord. took of their hats. and moisture
stood in their eyes.
A strange figure appeared among
them. Old Henry Breed. still clad in
his mockery Of royal raiment. stag.
| gered to the door. In his fall and
through all that succeeded it his hands
had convulsively gripped his money,
and he still held it. green and orange
| In his fingers.
"Cash" his shrill old voice quavered
| as he Haunted it in the air. Cash
The greatest force in all the world: The
| power that can totter thrones and dis.
rupt governments. Cash! The life
blood OF commerce! The golden lever
| OF Archimedes: Cashv
he stopped to laugh shrilly and al
lowed soldier to seat him in chair
where he droOied of into a jibberine
mumbling. AS he left the doorway his
| place was taken by DR. Zeiphan BOtt
| hands were filled with shawl strapped
| packages OF his precious manuscript
He looked down at Breed a moment ir
| contempiative pity.
HE will die the way he is now
said he. His once remarkable brair
10 F,r
study. a most wonderful study. an6
the nearest approach to an absolute
| monarch Of any resident of this globe