Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1921-07-21

Come with me-" said he. There's
no luck for you at the tables today.
Let's go where we can forget the
world, where we can lift the banner
of freedom and beat the drums of pur-
pose. Come along, ladw
The time was critical for Dyck-
critical and dangerous He had lost
money heavily; he had even exhaust
ed his mothers legacy. OF late he
had seen little Of his father and the
little he had seen was not fortunate
They had quarreled over Dyck's way
ward dOings. He had angered his ia
Their terribly, and Miles, in a burst of
temper, had disclosed the fact that
his own property was in peril. They
had been eStranged ever since; but
at least secure the credit of his fa-
theirs name at his bank to find the
means of living.
1t was with this staring him in the
face that Erris Boyne's company
seemed to offer at least a recovery of
his good spirits. Dublin knew little Of
BOyne's present domestic life. 1t did
not know that he had injured his sec
ond wife as badly as he had wronged
his tirst-with this difference, how
ever, that his first wife was a lady,
while his second wife, NOreen, was a
beautiful. quick-tempered, lovable,
eighteen-year-old girl, a graduate of
the kitchen and dairy, when he took
her to himself. He had married her
in a mad moment after his first wife
Mrs. Llyn, as she was now called
had divorced him; and after the first
thrill of married life was over, moth
ing remained with Boyne except re-
greet that he had sold his freedom for
what he might, perhaps, have had
without marriage.
Then began a process of domestic
torture which alienated NOreen from
him, and reused in her the worst pas
siOns Of human nature. She came to
know of his intidelities, and they mad
dened her. They had no children and
in the end he had threatened her with
desertion. When she had retorted in
strong words, he slapped her face, and
left her with an ugly smile.
r Of visitors they had few, If any, and
the young wife was left alone to brood
upon her wrongs. Erris Boyne had
slapped her face on the morning of
the day when he met Dyck Calhoun in
the hour of his bad luck. He did not
see the look in her face as he left the
house.
Ruthless as he was, he realized the
time had come when by bold effort he
might get young Calhoun wholly into
his power. He began by getting Dycl1
into the street. Then he took him by
an indirect route to what was re-
putedly, a tavern Of consequence. Out
Wardly 1t was a tavern of the old
class, specifically sedate, and called
the Harp and Crown. None save a
very few cOnspirators knew how great
part it played in the plan to break
the government of Ireland and to ruin
England's position in the land.
The entrance was by two doors
one the ordinary public entrance, the
other at the side of the house, which
was on a corner. This could be
opened by a skeleton key owned by
| Erris Boyne.
He and Dyck entered, however, by
the general entrance, because Boyne
had forgotten his key. They passed
through the bar-parlor, nOdding to one
or two habitues, and presently were
bestowed in a room, not large, but
we'll furnished.
They played cards, and Dyck won.
He won five times what he had lost
at the club. This made him comban-
| ionable.
"Its a poor business-cards," he
said at last. ut puts one up in the
clouds and down in, the ditch all at
the same time. tell you this, Boyne
Pm going to stop, Norman ought to
play cards who hasn't fortune and
my fortune, Tn sorry to say, is onl>
N.Y. face" He. laughed bitterly. r.,
sand your sword-you've forgotten
that, Calhoun.i"'You've 'a'lot of luck in
your sword" - . .''.::i:S : *%.#.
"Well, I've made no money out of
it so far" Dyck retored' cynlcally.
"Yet you'ye;' put men with repata.
lions out of the running, men like
Mallow. Try little more of this
marsha, Calhoun, =. It's the best in the
place, and it's got lot of good stuff.
rive been coming to the. Hasp and
Crown'fof many4years! and 'Tve never
had a bad drink. all that time. The
old landlord is a. genius. He doesn't
put on, airs, He's a good man, is old
Swinton, and there's nothing good In
the drink of France that you can't get
here" ~.
"Well. lif that's true. how does II