Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1915-02-25


Your new Steward?"
Andrew Mcpherson. the prominent
lawyer"
Hes Il hard man. sir"
The estate needs one"
Burke understands the nature of the
people"
He sympathizes with them. l don't
want a man like that working for me.
l want loyalty to my interests. The
makeshift policy Of Burke during my
fathers lifetime helped to bring about
this pretty state Of things. Well see
what firmness will do-new broom,
sweep the place clean, rid of slovenly,
ungrateful tenants, clear away the tap
room orators. L have Il definite plan
in my mind. If 1 decide not to sell I'll
perfect my plan in London and begin
operations as soon us I'm satisfied it is
feasible and can be put upon a proper
business basis. There's too much sen
timent in Ireland. That's been their
ruin. L am going to bring a little CON-
mon sense into play" Kingsnorth
walked restlessiy around the room as
he spoke. He stopped by the windows
II beckoned the magistrate.
There's your man OF the drive.
See?' And he pointed to where
O'Connell. with a soldier each side of
him. was slowly moving down the long
avenue.
The door of the room opened. and
Angela came in hurriedly and went
straight to where the two men stood.
There was the catch Of a sob in her
voice as she spoke to the magistrate.
Are you taking that poor wounded
man to PRISON."
The doctor says he is we'll enough
to be moved" replied Roche.
you've not seer the doctor. I've
just questioned him. He told me YOU
had not asked his opinion and that if
you move him it will be without his
sanction.'
kingsnorth interrupted angrily,
please don't interfere"
Angela turned on him. 80, it's you
who are sending him to PRISON."
II am"
Angela appealed strongly to the mag
Don't do this. 1 entreat you-don't
do it."
But 1 have no choice, Miss Kings
north"
The man can scarcely walk" she
pleaded.
He will receive every attention, be-
lieve me. Miss Kingsnorth," Roche re-
piled.
Angela faced her brother again.
IF you let that wounded man go
from this house today you will regret
It to the end Of YOUR life" Her face
was dead white. Her breath was com
ing thickly. Her eyes were fastened
in hatred on her brothers face.
Kindly try to control yourself,
Angela" Kingsnorth said sternly.
You should consider my position a
little more
"Your position? And what is his?
You with everything you want in life
that man with nothing. He is being
bounded to prison for what? Pleading
For his country! Is that a crime? He
was shot down by soldiers-for what?
For showing something we English
are always Boosting Of feeling our
selves and resent any other nation
feeling it-patriotism.."
"Stop!' commanded Kingsnorth.
eff o take that sick, wretched
man out Of this house it will be a
crime began Angela.
Kingsnorth stopped her. He turned
to the magistrate. Kindly take the
man away
Roche moved to the window.
Angela's heart sank. All her plead
ing was in vain. Her voice faltered
and broke:
Very we'll, then. take hin. Sen
tence him for doing something his
w countrymen will one day build a
monument to him for doing. The mo-
ment the prison door closes behind him
a thousand voices will cry 'Shame"! on
you and your government and q thou
sand new patriots will be enrolled.
And when he One out from his tor
ture he'll carry on the work Of hatred
and vengeance against his tyrants. He
will fight you to the last ditch. You
may torture his body, but you cannot
break his heart or wither his spirit.
They're beyond you. They're-they're"
she stopped suddenly as her voice
rose to the breaking point and left the
room.
The magistrate went down the drive.
In a few moments O'Connell was on
his way to the courthouse. a closely
guarded prisoner.
Angela, from her window, watched
the men disappear. She buried her
face in her hands and moaned as she
had not done since her mother left her
just a few years before. The girlhood
in her was dead. She was a woman
The one great note had come to her.
transforming her whole nature-love.
And the mar she loved was being
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