Farmers' champion. (Elgin, Okla.) 1912-1922, 1913-07-17
sides. can win over papa. What 10 .

sides. can win over papa What 10 .
papa?"
II only she had noticed that his
tie was green! But II looked blue in
the night; to see It's proper color one
would have to stand under the electric
light. And he had gone straight to
Murtel when he found her In the gar.
den.
So It happened that when he stood
before his employer and stammered
out his story. In the way young men
approach wealthy old gentlemen.
Fagan's eyes fixed themselves upon
Blakes's shirt-front and narrowed to
needle lines.
May ask you why you ere wear
Ing green tie on this day Of all days.
Mr. Blake?" he demanded, with omin.
Gus calm.
Why" said Blake, hesitating, you
see. today Is the anniversary OF the
Battle OF the Boyne. a day abhorrent
to all good Irishmen. and"
Blake's great grandfather had been
hanged for treason In the days of
Robert Emmet.
Pagan leaped out OF his chair with
the agility OF tiger.
"Scoundrel! Scum OF Limerick" he
yelled. ITO insult a good Belfast man
by Haunting the green fag!" He
shook his fist under his secretaJy's
nose. Il killed man for less in my
young days." he shouted. "Out Of my
house. You're fred. I'll have your
pay sent you'll"
Come. papa. what is all this
about?" interposed Muriels soothing
voice. She had come in softly behind
her lover to lend him aid II necessary.
She had not anticipated such violence.
Hes wearing Of the greenland on
this day, OF all days!" stormed her
father. Molly, | wouldn't have
minded 30 much II 1t hadn't been for
the deceit Of the man. But he let me
think all along he was a good Orange
man, and now he comes and taunts
me to my face. presuming upon his
claim to love you. Kick him out for
me, Molly. my foots got the gout In
it,"
Father, dear-for my sake listen"
pleaded Muriel. Il am sure that Ar
thur-Mr Blake can explain every
thing. Father" she pleaded, I'VE love
each other. Think how you and
Mother got married, when you were
earning nine dollars a week in a ship
ping ofiice-you've often told me So"
But he's a damned rebel, Molly
and-and the Internal impudence Of
IT,"
Tell him It's all mistake, Ar
thur pleaded Muriel.
1T amt mistake. It's just
treachery." roared her father. Mine
and twenty good men. fine men, |
turned down that morning till he gave
me the grip"
What gripT demanded Blake.
The grip Of the United Orange
mems Brotherhood" roared the old
man. Didn't I wink at you, and
didn't see 1t In your face that we
understood each other, and didn't ]
say that was enough between friends
and"
The grip gave you." answered
Blake. was that of the Alpha Omega
Mu fraternity. l had been told it
helped man to get position by Civ.
ing 1t. ! thought you were college
man"
Old Pagan stared at him In stupid
wonder. Then:
Give me that grip again." he said,
and Blake. all against the fraternity
lies, delivered 1t.
MY fault" he acknowledged You
got YOUR thumb crossed In the wrong
place. 1t must have been my gouty
had made me imagine Well. young
fellow, maybe I'll let you keep your
job"
And how about Miss Fagan?" in
quired the other.
"Muriel? My daughter I'll see
you-I-er-now don't cry, Molly,
dear. l guess she goes with the
job"
Copyright. 1918. by w. O. Chapman)