The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-08-08

then. that an attack was imminent!
This was Flaherty's post. here on tho
bridge. The platoon was dispensing.
Discipline forbade Flaherty to ask
questions. He was left alone. He
eripped his club more tightly. II he
was to be made the sacrifice on 40
count Of q foolish order he would
show them what he could do. His
feet were paining him furiously and
the blood rushed to his head. He was
quite alone now.
I'll teach 'em, the dogs, playing
that tune!" he muttered. The crowd
had gathered into well-organized de-
tachment and started toward the
bridge. In front Of 1t marched two
men, each carrying huge red flag.
Flaherty looked round. Was nobody
going to stop them? All he could see
was the lieutenant's coat disappear
ing round the corner Of the block.
On they came, toward the center OF
the bridge, where Flaherty stood. The
music sounded loudly, the flags waved,
cheers and yells came from the
threats of thousands. The sidewalks
were lined with spectators. A faint
ness overcame Dennis. Had the may.
or actually forbidden this procession
or was he dreaming? But a good cop
never pauses to examine his meta
physical condition. He strobe for.
ward with uplifted club.
stop that" he yelled. stop right
there, boys. The first man that sets
his foot forward, I'll bate his brains
out"
The old Irish accent had come back
In full force with his excitement.
Dennis saw the men with the flags
halt irresolutely. The crowd surged
backward and forward, and then, at q
word Of command from its leaders,
advanced again. The men with the
flags smiled coolly and contemptu.
ously. Dennis felt his wrath overcome
his reason. He sprang forward and
began clubbing right and left. He
seized the nearest flag, The mob beat
against him like an invading sea. A
thousand voices clamored for his
blood. The flag was wrenched out Of
his hand. He seized the staff again,
struck right and left, was beaten to
his knees, staggered under the terrific
blows that were showered upon him;
then the mob surged forward over his
PROSTATE body.
"Flaherty, the Caps waiting to see
you," said the man who was bathing
his forehead.
Dennis opened his eyes. The swim.
ming room was the district police
quarters. Then this battered, aching
man on the cot must be himself, Den.
mis- Flaherty. But he had done his
duty. He rose to his feet and stag.
gered into the captains room-to con.
front not the captain alone, but the
police commissioner
Drunk and ran amuck right into !
the midst Of them, commissioner" he
heard the captain saying.
you are accused of attacking the
parade of Loyal American Hibernians,
Flaherty," said his captain. ALSO Of
attempting to purloin one flag, the
Of the organization. What
have you to say?"
Twas the strikers wild their red
flags fought. and alone" cried Fla
herty.
RED flag!" snorted the commission.
er. Since when has the red flag been
the symbol Of Ireland's glory, my
man? That flag was as green a. the
grass Of Ireland"
"Twas as red as-as that" cried
Dennis, pointing to a tattered emblem
In q corner Of the room.
'Begorra, that's the very fag!"
yelled the captain. He's drunk still.
Il think this Is q case for DR.. Nc.
Oermott." said the commissioner smil.
ng. Its all right, my man." he add.
ID. you can 60 home on sick leave
low. l think, Captain, II McDermott
agrees with my diagnosis, may re-
'oke my order concerning desk duty
n this special instance" II
You see, Nora," explained her hus.
band afterward, with every Irishman
n town hungerlng for me blood
Why. they thought a whole COP at the
typewriter was better than twinty
pieces of one making work for the
'treet paving commissioner"