The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1921-11-05

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"Oh, man Of consequence II were
| to judge by the way he's clothed.
"Fit company, then" his master
| asked. as he began to open the heavily
sealed letter.
"Well, I'm not saying that, 1or
there's no company good enough TOT
| u.s." answered the higgledy -piggleoy
butler, with a qulrk Of the mouth;
but, as messengers 60. l never seen
one with more style and point"
"Well, bring him to me-" said Miles
| Calhoun, and broke the seal OF the
letter in. his hand. "Good Cod! ne
added after doing so, for he had JUST
realized that the stamp OF the seal
was that of the attorney general OF
Ireland.
Then he opened the letter and read
1t. A flush swept over his face, max
ing its red almost purple.
Eternal damnation-eternal dam
nationr he declared. holding the pa
per at arms length, inspecting 1t. He
then handed It to Dyck. "Read that,
lad. Then pack your bag, for we start
for Dublin by daylight or before"
Dyck read the brief document and
whistled softly to himself.
swell, well, you've got to obey Or
ders like that. suppose" Dyck SAID.
"They want to question Us as to the
state of the country here"
II think we can tell them something.
wonder If they know how wide your
travel is, how many people you see;
and II they know, how did they come
to know? There's spies all over the
place. How do ], know but the man
who's Just left this room isn't a spy,
isn't the enemy of all Of us hereT"
I'D suspect Michael Clones" re-
marked Dyck, lust as soon as Null
vaney."
"Michael Clones" said his father,
and he turned to Captain Ivy, Mi
chael Clones I'd trust as I'd trust his
blessed majesty. George III. Hes a
rare scamp, is Michael Clones! He's
no thicker than a cardboard, but he
draws the pain out of your hurt ike
mustard plaster. A man Of better
sense and greater roguery I've never
met. You must see him. Captain Ivy.
He's a man of men. Is Michael Clones.
The door opened and the butler en-
tered, followed by tall. thin Don
Quixote sort Of figure.
His excellency," said Mulvaney
with a look slightly malevolent. FOR
. the visitor had refused his name. Then
he turned and left the room.
, At Mulvaney's words. an ironical
smile crossed the face Of the new
conner. Then he advanced to Miles
!: Calhoun. Before speaking. however
he glanced sharply at Captain Ivy
threw an inquisitive look at Dyck, and
said:
81 seem to have hurt the feelings OF
YOUR butler, sir, but that cannot Dc
helped. I have come from the attor
ney general. My name Is Leonard
Mallow-rm the eldest son OF Lore
Mallow. I've been doing business II
Limerick, and l bring message from
the attorney general to ask you to at
tend his office at the earliest moment
I've seen strange things as l came
rye seen lights on the hills. and drunk
en- rioters in the roads and behint
hedges, and once a shot was fired a
me: but here am, safe and sound
carving out my orders. What TIM
will you startg' he added.
He took it for granted that the sum
l NJ po3onfinn AM
he was right. The document contained
these words:
"Trouble is brewing; indeed, 1t is a
hand. Come. please, at once to Dub
lin and give the lord-lieutenant AM
the government q report upon you
district. We do not hear altogethe
well of It, but we are aware that n
j one has the knowledge you possess. Il
the name of his majesty you are here
by asked to present yourself at ono
at these Offices in Dublin, and be al
| sured that the lord-lieutenant will Civ
you warm welcome through me. You
own loyalty gives much satisfaetio
here. and II you can bring useful II
y formation much good may ensue.
am. SIR,
III "Your obedient servant
a John M'NOwELL."
II .You have confidence In the people
LOYALTY here?" asked MallOw.
"As great as In my own," answere
# Dyck cheerily.
II "Well, you ought to know what this
n Is. At the same time, I've hear
- you're a friend Of one or two dar
spirits in the land"
II II hold no friendships that woul
r. do turt to my country" answere
# Dyck sharply.
al Mallow smiled satirically. "As wei
,e starting at daylight, suppose, thin
I'll go to bed, II 1t may be you ca
put me up"
,e 'Oh, Lord, yesl We can put u
As up. Mr.. Mallow," remarked the O
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