Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-03-26
THE JUST AND THE UNJUST
By VAUGHAN HESTER
Copyrlght 1e12 The Bobbs. Merrill. q ompany

Montgomery, still addressing himself
TO Langham. Gods sake, he pretty
nearly killed mel"
He stood up on shaking legs.
Wretched. abject. his uneasy glance
shifted first from one to the other
of his patrons, who were now his
judges, and for aught he knew would
be his executioners as we'll The
gambler glared back at him with an
expression of set ferocity which
told him he need expect no
mercy from that source; but with
Langham it was different; he at'least
was not wantonly brutal. The sight
of physical suffering always dis
tressed him, and Joe's bruised andi
bloody face was more than he could
bear to look at.
For two cents I'd knock him on
the head" jerked out Gilmore.
"Oh. quit, Andy; let him alone! 1
want to ask him question or two,"
said Langham.
You'll never know from him what
he said or didn't say-you'll learn
that from the Judge himself" and
Gilmore laughed harshly.
A minute or two passed before
Langham could trust himself to
speak. When he did, he turned to
Montgomery to ask:
81 wish you'd tell me as nearly as
you can what you said to my father"
1T didn't gosthere to tell him any
thing, boss; he just got it out of me.
What chance has a slob like me with
him?"
Got what out of your questioned
Langham in a low voice.
well, he didn't get much, boss, ;"
replied Montgomery shaking his
head.
But what did you tell him." in
sisted Langham.
81 don't remember, boss, ] was full,
see-and maybe I said too much and
then agin maybe / didn't"
II hope you like this, Marsh; it's
the sort of thing I've been up
against" said Gilmore.
BY way of answer Langham made
weary gesture. The horror of the
situation was now thing beyond
fear.
I'm for sending the drunken
tinent." said Gilmore.
whats the use of that?' asked
Langham DULY.
Every use.' rejoined Gilmore with
fresh confidence. tits enough, ain't
| it, that he's talked to your father;
we can't take chances on his talking
to any one else. There's the west
bound express; I'm for putting him
on that-theres time enough. We
can give him a couple of hundred
dollars and that will be the end OF
him, for if he ever shows his face
here in Mount Hope, I'll break every
bone In his body What do you say?
| perhaps you are right" Ano
Langham glanced uncertainty at th'
handy-man.
"Well. it's either that or else | car
knock him over the head Perhaps
YOU had rather do that; it's more IL
your line"
"Boss, you give me the money anC
| let me go now. and won't ever conn
! back.o cried Montgomery eagerly
"I been lookin' for the chance to &c
clear of this bum towni I'll sta,
away. don't you lose no sleep abou
that: I amt got nothin' to eve
bring me back
And on the moment Mr.. hontgom
ery banished from his mind ant
heart all idea of the pure joys of do
nestle life. 1t was as If the oil
woman had never been. He was sur
travel was what he required. and
great deal of it, and all in one direc
tion-away from Mount Hope.
| No unnecessary time was wastes
on Montgomery's appearance. a we
towel in the not too gentle hands Q
MIR. Gilmore removed the blood stain
from his face, and then he was LEI
forth into the night-the night whic
so completely swallowed up all trac
of him that his old woman and he
brood sought his accustomed haunt
in vain. Nor was Mr., Moxlow an
more successful in his efforts to dis
cover the handy mans whereabouts
AS for Mount Hope she saw in tn
mysterious disappearance Of the sta