The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1921-08-11

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To judge by the way he's clothed"
Fit company, them" his master
asked, as he began to open the heavily
sealed letter.
| "Well, I'm not saying that, for
there's no company good enough for
u.s." answered the higgledy-piggledy
butler, with quirk of the mouth
but, as messengers 90, never seen
one with more style and point"
"Well, bring him to me-" said Miles
Calhoun, and broke the seal of the
letter I'm his hand. Good God" he
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
it. A flush swept over his face, maxi
ing its red almost purple.
Eternal damnation-eternal dam
nation!" he declared, holding the pa
per at arms length, inspecting il. He
then handed 1t 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.
"Well, well, you've got to obey or
ders like that. suppose" Dyck said.
'They want to question ms as to the
state of the country here"
IL think we can tell them something.
I wonder if they know how wide your
travel is, how many people you see ;
and If 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 spy,
| isn't the enemy of all Of us here?'
I'D suspect Michael Clones re-
marked Dyck, Just MS 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. He's a
rare scamp. is Michael Clones! He's
no thicker than cardboard, but he
| draws the pain out of your hurt like
a mustard plaster. A man of better
sense and greater roguery I've never
met. You must see him, Captain Ivy.
He's man of men. is Michael Clones"
The door opened and the butler en-
tered, followed by a tall, thin Don
Quixote sort Of figure.
His excellency." said Mulvaney'
with look slightly malevolent. for
the visitor had refused his name. Then
he turned and left the room.
At Mulvaneys 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 ut Dyck, and
said:
81 seem to have hurt the feelings of
your butler, sir, but that cannot be
helped. have come from the attor-
ney general. My name Is Leonard
| Mallow-Tm the eldest son of Lord
Mallow. I've been doiirg business in
Limerick, and bring a message from
the attorney general to ask you TO at
| tend his office at the earliest moment.
I've seen strange things as ! came.
| I've seen lights on the hills, and drunk
en- rioters in the roads and behind
hedges, and once shot was fired at
Me: but here ! am, safe and sound,
carrying out my orders. What time
will you start?" he added.
He took 1t for granted that the sum-
mons did not admit of rejection, and
he was right. The document contained
| these words
Trouble Is brewing; indeed, ii Is NJ
hand Come, please, at once to Dub
lin. and give the lord-lieutenant and
the government report upon your
district. We do not hear altogether
well of 1t. but we are aware that no
one has the knowledge you possess. In
the name of his majesty you are here
| by asked TO present yourself at once
at these offices In Dublin, and he as
sured that the lord-lieutenant will give
YOU warm welcome through me. Your
own loyalty gives much satisfaction
here, and IL you can bring useful In
| formation much good may ensue. ]
| am, sir,
| "Your obedent servant,
JOHN M'NOWELL"
you have confidence in the peoples
| loyalty here?" asked Mallow.
| "As great as I'm my own," answered
Dyck cheerily.
! well, you ought to know what that
is. At the same time, I've heard
II a. ..l
| spirits in the land"
| II hold no friendships that would
| do hurt To my country, answered
| Dyck sharply.
Mallow smiled satirically. AS we're
starting at daylight, suppose, l think
I'll go to bed, II 1t may be you can
put me UP"
"Oh, Lord, yes! We can put you
up, Mr.. Mallow," remarked the old