The herald., 1914-12-17

One day a uan stopped AT the boat
to say that there was work to be had
in the Bronx park, where large mum
ber or IabOrers were required in mak
ing some Improvements.
After dinner Burney walked thirty
Yards down the river bank away trum
the maddening smell OF the Others
pipes He sat down upon stone He
was thinking he would SET out for the
Bronx. Al least he could earn tobacco
there.
Softly stepping among the clodS
came Tony. he OF the race OF GOths,
who worked In the kitchen. He grin
ned at Burney's elbow aud that un
happy man. full OF race animOSlty
and holding urbanity in contempt.
growIed at him. What dye want, sc
dago:'
Tony also contained a grievance
and a plot He, too, was IA COrrigan
hater and had been primed to see 1t
iD others.
How yOd Ikea Mr. COrriganT' he
asked. You think-a him ulCe-a
man.
ITO h with m" said Burney May
his liver turn TO water ana the bones of
him crack In the cold o: lis heart.
May dog fenneI grow upon his an
ccStOrs' graves and the grandsOns of
his children be born without eyes.
May whisky turn to clabber In his
mouth and every time he SnecZeS may
he blister the SOles OF his feet And
the smoke of his pipe-may it make
his eyes water and the drops fall on
the grass that his cows eat and poison
the butter that he spreads on his
bread"
Though Tony remained a stranger 10
the beauties of this imagery. he gath
cred from ii the conviction that ii was
sufficiently anti-Corrigan in its tend
enCy. SO. with the confidence of a
fellow conspirator. he sat by Burney
upon the stone and unfolded his plot
1t was very simple in design. Every
day after dinner it was COrrigan's hab-
it to sleep for an hour in his bunk
At such times it was the duty OF the
cook and his helper. Tony. TO leave
the boat so that no noise might dis
turb the autOcrat. The cook always
spent this hour in walking exercise
TOnyS plan was this: After Corrigan
should be asleep he CTOny) and Bur
ney would cut the mOOring ropes that
held the boat TO the shore. Tony lack
ed the nerve to do the deed alone.
Then the awkward boat would swing
out into a swift current and surely
overturn against rock there was be-
low.
Come on and do it," said Burney.
IF the back of We aches from the
lick he gave We as the pit of me stom-
ach does for the taste Of a bit of
smoke, we can't cut the ropes too
quick"
"All Alright" said Tony. But bet
a COrrigan plenty time get good-a
sleep" He pulled from his shirt bosom
long, black, beautiful, venomOus ci.
gar and handed it to Burney
"You Ikea smoke while we waitY'
he asked.
Burney clutched it and snapped of
the end as a terrier bites at a rat He
laid 1t to his lips like long lost sweet
heart. When the smoke began to draw
he gave a long, deep sigh, and the
bristles of his gray-red mustache curl
ed down over the cigar like the talons
Of an eagle. Slowly the red faded
from the whites Of his eyes. He ixed
his gaze dreamily upon the hills across
the river. The minutes came and went
Bout time to go now," said Tony.
'That-a Corrigan he be in the reeyer
very quick"
Burney started out of his trance with
a grunt He turned his head and gazed
with a surprised and panied severity
at his accomplice. He took the cigar
partly from his mouth, but sucked IT
back again Immediately, chewed 1t
lovingly once OF twice and spoke, I'm
virulent puffs. from the corner Of his
mouth:
what Is It. ye yaller haythen2
Would ye lay contrivances against the
enlightened races Of the earth, We in
stigator Of illegal crimes? Would We
seek to persuade Martin Burney into
the dirty tricks of an indecent Dago?
Would ye be for murderin' your bene-
factor. the good man that gives We food
and work? Take that, ye punkin col
ored assassin
The torrent of Burney's indignation
carried with 1t bodily assault The