The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1915-02-11
Copyright. 1918. by Dodd. Mead T. Company
Don't let II be q burden"
By j. Hartley Manners

Don't let 1t be burden"
I've never been SO shocked-so
stunned
Il am glad. From my cradle I've
been shocked and stunned-in my
home. It's some compensation to know
you are capable Of the feeling too.
Frankly. ] didn't think you were"
We'll talk no more of this" and
Nathaniel began to pace the room.
Il am finished" and Angela went to
the door.
cit would be better we didn't meet
again-in any event, not often" add.
ed Nathaniel.
'Thank you." said Angela. opening
the door. He motioned her to close
it, that he had something more to say.
We'll find you some suitable chap
eron You can spend your winters
abroad. as you have been doing-Lon
don for the season-untn you're suit
ybly married. I'll follow out my IA
theirs wishes to the letter. You shall
be handsomely provided for the day
you marry"
She closed the door with a snap and
came back to him and looked him
steadily In the eyes.
1.-The man I marry shall take moth
ing from you. Even In ms last will
and testament my father proved him
self a Kingsnorth. 1t was only a
Kingsnorth could make his youngest
daughter dependent on you"
My father knew l would respect his
wishes"
He was equally responsible for me.
yet he leaves me to your care-a Kings
north. The men masters and the wom-
en- slaves. That Is the Kingsnorth
doctrine"
A servant came In to tell Angela the
doctor had come. Without word An
gela went out to see to the wounded
man. The servant followed her.
Let alone. Nathaniel sat down. shock
ed and stunned. to review the inter
view he had just had with his young
er sister.
When Angela entered the sickroom
she found DR.. McGinnis, CHEEKY,
bright eyed. rotund little man Of fifty.
talking freely to the patient and pune
tuating each speech with a hearty
laugh. His good humor was infec.
tious.
The wounded agitator felt the effect
Of 1t and was trying to laugh feebly
himself.
Sure it's the fine target ye must
have made with yer six feet and one
inch How could the poor soldiers
help hittin' ye? Answer me THAR!
And the jovial doctor laughed again
as be dexterously wound q bandage
around O'Connells arm.
"Aisy now while tie the bandage.
me fine fellow. Yen live to see the
inside of an English jail yet"
He turned as he heard the door open
and greeted Angela.
Good afternoon to ye, Miss Kings
north. Faith. it's blessin' We brought
the boy here There's no tellin' what
the prison surgeon would have done
to him. 1t Is saltpeter, they tell me.
the English doctors rub into the Irish
wounds to kape them smartin'. And.
by the like token. they do the same,
too, in the English house of commons.
Saltpeter in lreland's wounds is what
they give u.s.
is he much hurtT asked Angela.
"Well. they've broken nothin'. just
blackened his face and made a few
holes in his skin. It's buckshot they
used. Buckshot! Thank the merciful
Mr.. Foster for that same. .Buckshot
Foster as the Irish reverently call
him.
What a dastardly thing to dor she
cried.
I'VE may we'll say that, Miss Kings
north" said the merry little doctor.
But it's betther than bullet from
Martini Henry rife, that's what 1t Is
And there's many a poor English land
lords got one of 'em in the back FOR
ridin' about at night on his own land.
It's fatherly government we have.
Miss Kingsnorth Hurt 'em, but don't
quite kill EN- sez they, and then put
'em In Jail and feed them on bread
and wather. That'll take the fine talk
In and patriotism out Of Them SEE
they"
They'll never take it out of me
They may kill me perhaps. but until
they do they'll never silence me-" muir
INJURED O'Connell in voice so low. vel
so bitter. that 1t startled Angela.
Yell do that all in good time. me
fine boy" said the busy little doctor
Here. take a pull at this" and he
handed the patient a glass in which ne
had dropped a few crystals into some
water.
Dr. McGinnis said In a whisper TO
Angela:
Let him have that every three
hours; oftener II he wants to talk
We've got TO get his mind at rest"
There's no danger?" asked Angela
in the same tone.
None in the wurrld. He's got q
fine constitution. and mebbe the buck
shot WAS pretty clean. I've washed
them out we'll"
ITO think of men shot down like