The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1922-04-06
CHAPTER III.
The Duel.

ING LuC's
The journey to Dublin was made by
the Calhouns, their two guests, and
Michael Clones, without incident OF
note. Arrived there, Miles Calhoun
gave himself to examination by gov
eminent officials and to assisting the
designs Of the Peep-o'-Day Boys; and
indeed he was present at the forma-
ton of the first Orange lodge.
His narrow nature, his petty craft
and malevolence, were useful In a
time of anxiety for the state. Yet he
had not enough ability to develop his
He had not a touch Of genius; he had
only bursts Of Celtic passion, which he
had not mind enough to control.
Indeed, as days, weeks and months
went ON, his position became less
valuable to himself, and his finan-
cial affairs suffered from his own
and his agents bad management.
In his particular district he was
a power; In Dublin he %
showed the weaker side of his nature.
He had a bad habit of making foes
where he could easily have made
friends. In his personal habits he was
sober, but erratic.
Dyck had not his fathers abstention
from the luxuries OF life. He drank.
he gained. he went where temptation
was, and fell into IL. He steadily d.
minished his powers OF resistance 10
self-indulgence until n day. at a tay-
ern, he met a man who made a great
impression upon him
This man was brilliant, ebuIlisnr. full
Of humor, character and LIE. knowing
apparently all the lower world Of Dub
lin, and moving with an assured step.
1t was Erris Boyne, the divorced h1s-
band Of Mrs. LIyn and the father OF
Sheila Llyn; but this fact was not
known to Dyck. There was also q
chance of its not becoming known, be-
cause so many years had passed since
Erris Boyne vas divorced.
One day Erris Boyne said to Dyck:
There's a supper tonight at the
Breakneck club. Come along and have
a skinful. You'll meet people worth
knowing"
The Breakneck club isn't a good
name for a tirst-class institution" re-
marked Dyck, with q pause and a
laugh; but I'll come If you'll fetch
me-"
Erris Boyne. who was eighteen years
older than Dyck, laughed, licked a
ttttla ninnh ge .,,Nr - IL -u- --l.l
his finger.
Dear lad, OF course I'll come and
fetch you," he said. There's many a
man has done worse than lead a gay
STRIPPING like you into pleasant ways.
Bring along any loose change you have,
for 1t may be a night of nights. It's
the best place to come to ever an hon.
est man had"
Are they all the right sort?' asked
Dyck, with a little touch of malice. II
mean, are they loyal and true7"
Erris Boyne laid q hand on Dyck's
arm.
Come and find out. Do you think
I'D lead you into bad company? or
course Emmett and Wolfe Tone won't
be there, nor any OF that lot; but
there'l be some men Of the right
stamp" He watched Dyck carefully
out OF the corner Of his eye. "It's
funny" he added, that In Ireland the
word loyal means being true to the
Union Jack, standing by King George
and his crowd"
"Well, what would you have?' said
Dyck. For this Is a day and age when
being loyal to the king is more than
aught else In all the Irish world. We're
never two days alike, we Irish. There
are the United Irishmen and the De-
tenders on n side, and the Peep-o'-
Day Boys, or Orangemen, on the other
Catholic and Protestant, at each 9TH
er's threats. Then there's a hand thrust
In. and up goes the sword, and the
rides, pixies and bayonets; and those
that were ready to mutilate or kill
each other fall into each others arms"
Erris Boyne laughed. WELL, thererl
be an end to that. The Irish parlia-
ment Is slipping into disrepute. II
wouldn't surprise me II the astute Eng
lish bride them into a union. to the
ruin OF Irish independence. Yet may
ba. before that comes, the French viii
have q try for power here" He came
I stem nearer, his voice lowered a little.
sHnyo You heard the latest news from
uxnncei They're coming with a good
qlzed Nest down 70 the south coast.