6 TTME HOMESTEAD ON THE HILL. fair, fertile fields und grassy meads. Ami orchard slopes between, A vtfttlant lawn and garden rare, £>rel»riiied by t'oreHts green. Morns earliest sunbeams gild thy brow, .Xmi springs Hrst kisses thrill, AH nature loves thee well, 1 trow, Kuir homestead on the hill. S?"«- many years I've wandered t;tr, MH I set nes and faces new, *StVt memory shone like constant star Still pointing back to you. Kach lovely spot some story holds, Aiml all my pulses thrill With memories of past days and loves, Swrat homestead on the hill. Tkn* rooks my dear grandparents loved, " Tb«fv» flowers their beauty gave 3's» ffauive scenes or days of grief. To bridal or to grave. Fiu-h duty, sorrow, hope, or joy That a woman's life may fill. You've seen my mother meet them all, Oki homestead on the hill. Ittfe tree my brother set with care, Aj» though to leave some sign, tSmrni- symbol ever pointing where Th»- stars in splendor shine. £S*UT speaks of hope to hearts bereft, Still whispers: "Peace, be still"— Tim)h he for Heaven's home has left The homestead on the hill. We mtvt but seldom round thy board, X»r oft thy welcome share; Ami many rooms are vacant now, footsteps press thy stair. But'wheti life's checkered curtains fall, Ar;«l evening shades grow chill, Ma® Heaven's peace rest over all— Dear homestead on the hill. Poiucroy Shield, in Chicago Inter- Ocran. i f i I iyCOULSON KERNAHAN 5 . & Author of "Captain Shannon," "A Book ol S C! Copyright, 1899, by Herbert S. Stone & Co. CH A PTER X VI.— CONTINuED. iX that, money I was determined by some means to possess myself, if only fa lavverit it front falling into the Jaauds of either the syndicate or of the strikers. That the former would pui st fu no good use, needs no demon Mtrating. Nor—conservative and im- ETerialist as I am—did I feel that il vstmld be much better employed in the vSfcsmls of the strikers. Number Twc bad slated—and I saw no reason tc •risbeiieve him—that the money had sent to England by Germany, and for so sinister a purpose as to prolong a strike, and so to cause English trade ta drift irrevocably into the hands ol t.be Germans. In that case, by pre venting the money from coming into tbe possession of the strikers, I should 4x? serving the cause of my country I had often enough had to make ex *lo myself for the means by which 3 obtained money. For once in my life I was in the position of being able to steal, not only with a clear con sciejsce, but with a glow of virtuous swiif-righteousness. The only question that troubled me was how I was tc Ao to work. I was at first strongly tempted to take some one—say my brother —into my confidence, and tc :-»t him to undertake to switch off the e'ectrie light at the critical moment ao that I myself might be on the spoi when the bag was thrown out, anc make off with it before Hubbock could lay hands on it. It would, of course l»e necessary to disguise myself, sc that my fellow conspirator should noi rerog-nize me, but that need not be wry difficult The meeting was pur- arranged to commence at nine o'ctoek, in order that working men oi all sorts might have a chance to be l>resent; and as there was no lamp ir '.hp yard behind the hall, and nigh tm»lnr high walls so that it woulc feave been next to impossible to fine a. shelter in which to conceal so mud as a cat. Besides this, I was disin sJincd to broach even to a brother th< business on which I was engaged Half-confidences would be no use it s*jeh a case, and unless one were pre pared to make a clean breast of it, the thing had best not be spoken aboul ai a}]. often have I been so hard pul it lor a way out of a difficulty, but £a the end I decided that the following wast the only feasible plan. If imme diately after turning off the light ] slipped round to the side door that led po the yard, I should be in ample time co eat. off Hubbock's retreat. His only way ant from the back would be along t?»e side passage, and as the bag could reiot be thrown out of the window un til the light had been turned off and .the bomb exploded, the chances were that I should be able to be on the spot Vn lime to get first snatch at the bag And even should 1 find it in Hubbock's .possession, my superior height •tttreangth and weight would give him no chance in a tussle. To have that fhag 1 was determined, and if Hub ■ bock showed fight, so much the worse t for him. Now thai. I had decided upon my line fit action—unsatisfactory though that li&fc ol action was in many respects— t to feel easier in my mind, and .aJfer twitching the light on and off ■Altera! times, to make sure that every thing was in working order, I locked the hall, and went in search ol «o-cch. Kunjbcr Two had told me that key fie was fencing to me was only n. «TKswP:ate, and that, as the care-taker -ttsui one of his own, I need not con I rern myself about returning it; so I | had the whole afternoon in which to j arrange about a disguise and to at j tend to the batch of letters which I j found awaiting me at my chambers. Evening was creeping on when I sallied forth again to make my way to the hall, which 1 reached pome half hour before the advertised time of the meeting. Number Two had omitted one detail. Admission to the meeting was only to be had by ticket, and as he had forgotten to supply me with the necessary pasteboard, I was at first refused admittance. It was fortunate that I happened to have in my pocket the proof of an article 1 had been writ ing, \\ hich I produced in evidence of my claim to be a representative of the press. Otherwise, so inexorable were the guardians of the gate in their re fusal to admit any one without a tick et, that I might have been left outside altogether; in which case the lights would not have been extinguished and tho £5,000 might by this time, like the proverbial bread which is "cast upon the waters," have found its way back again to the German pockets whence it emanated. CHAPTER XVII. "HELL—WITH THE FIRE OUT." The "British workman," of whom we hear so much, but whom we see—at work —so seldom, is by no means to be confounded with that honest, decent, deserving citizen, the British working man. When the latter is not at his work he is to be found at home. Nor to seek the former need we go far. Hyde park on Sunday afternoon and the public-house during the rest of the week appear to be his permanent ad dresses. (Jf the British working man there was no sign at this meeting, but that that amiable representative of sweet reasonableness, the long-suffer ing, toil-exhausted, tyrant-oppressed British workman, was present could be both seen and smelt. The entrance of the chairman, tho strike committee, and the delegates was hailed with tumultuous applause, which rose to a frenzy when, at a sign from Number Two, the care-taker of the hall pulled a string that com municated with what looked like a bundle of dirty linen that was screwed up close to the roof over the chair man's head, but when loosened re solved itself into the respective flags of Germany and England intertwined. Again and again the building re echoed with patriotic cheers, varied by "Rule, Britannia!" and the inspiring strains of realistic imitations of a German band playing slightly out of tune, this last being no doubt intend ed as a delicate compliment to the great nation which supplies the soul less Englishman with music, and on this occasion, and"for one night only," as they put it in the theatrical profes sion, had supplied him also with money. Then the serious business of tho evening commenced. "Seldom since our race was cre ated," said the chairman, "had the inhabitants of this planet gathered to gether on an occasion which' marked so great an epoch in the history of mankind and did such honor to the human heart." (Vociferous cheers and cries of "Good old heart.!") "Person ally he was proud to think that he bad lived to see this day—this glorious day, this never-to-be-forgotten day— when two great nations had combined to unfurl the flag of the brotherhood of man, and had planted it on the watchtower of civilization for all the world to see." (A voice; "Never mind the flag, old chap. Have you got the money there? That's what wa want to see.") "Yes," responded the chairman, with an indulgent smile, as if saying to himself, with Pecksniflian phil osophy: "Let us humor these good creatures, these dear creatures. It is natural that they should wish to as sure themselves, by a sight of the gift that has come from Germany, that their dream of brotherhood is in deed realized." "Yes, the money is here safe enough, my friends," he said. "It is in that satchel which is now held by my honored co-laborer and colleague, Mr. Rolandson Hall, and which he will soon have the honor of presenting on behalf of the people of Germany, and I of accepting on behalf of the people of England." This statement was followed by a scene of the wildest enthusiasm and uproar, each member of the audience expressing his approval in his own way. When order, or something like order, was restored, other speakers followed the chairman, some exulting in a rapidly approaching millennium, some speaking less inflatedly, and some with sound common sense, but all more or less pointing to the fact that the combination of the working classes of two great nations was an assurance that the day was not far distant when the working men of all nations would follow the splendid example which had been set by tho working men of Ger many in coming to the rescue of their oppressed fellow-workers in England. As Number Two was now on his legs, and the moment for turning off the lights would soon be arriving, I edged my way out and watched the rest of the performance through the couple of tiny oval-shaped windows, which were set, like a pair of eye glasses shining out from an expres sionless countenance, high up on the lace of the swing doors. I saw him hand over the satchel to the chair man, who worked up his audience to a state approaching delirium by open ing it and waving a bundle of crisp bank notes over his head. Next he plunged a fist in, and bringing up a handful of gold, ho let tho yellow discs slide back again—a cascade of shining coins—into the bag, which he ( losed with a snap and replaced upon the table. Then Number Two gave the signal, and in another instant I had clone my part and turned off the lights. A friend who was present told me arterwards that the scene inside —if u CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, MARCH 10, 1904 | scene it. can be called when there was no light by which to see—was inde scribable. He said he could liken It to "hell on a busy night—with the fire out." x Almost immediately afterwards the lights were turned on —by whom 1 do not know—and my friend, who is | economical of speech, described the scene then presented as "hell on a busy night—with the Are on." Worse was to follow. Number Two, white with passion or with face powder, I cannot say which, was seen to leap upon the table, with one hand pointing I to the door, and with the other hol lowed round his mouth so as to form a sort of speaking-trumpet. "Shut the door!" he thundered. "The money! the money! It's gone! Let no one out! The thief must still be in the room!" My friend, who is a traveler and a "hunter of big game," says never to the end of his life shall he forget the terrible fury of the trumpeted cry of a wild cow elephant when she turned upon her pursuers from the dead body of her bull calf, which they had slain. But he assures me that the cry of a thousand wild animals of the wood could not equal in fury the yell that went up from these wilder animals of (he slum and the city when they heard that the money was gone. How ho extricated himself from that seething mass of hitman beings, fight ing like wild-cats one with the other, he does not know. But he tells me that within two minutes from the an nouncement of the robbery there was scarcely a man, either among the speakers or among the audience, who had a coat on his back or a whole skin to his body. CHAPTER XVIII. A "SCRIMMAGE" IN WHICH I PLAY THE PART OF FOOTBALL. The lights once switched off, I felt that there was not a moment to lose if I wished to be on the spot to get first snatch at the bag when it was tossed through the window. Walking quietly out, I worked my way unobtrusively to the gate which closed the passage leading to the yard at the back of the hall. Fortunately "LET ME GO. YOU DOTARD!" for me, the hubbub inside the building, and the sudden putting out of the lights, had served to distract the at tention of the loungers inside the rail ings and of the crowd outside, so I was able to open the gate and to slip through unobserved. Closing it si lently after me, I hurried along the passage, but before I had gone a dozen paces I came upon some one walking slowly in the same direction, whom, when he turned on hearing my foot steps, I found to my dismay to be the old care-taker. "Where are you going, young man?" he inquired gruffly. Perhaps my momentary hesitation in search of a plausible excuse aroused his suspicion, for when I said that 1 was only taking an airing, as the heat of the hall had made me faint, he an swered, none too genially— "Then you take a airin' somewhere else. These ain't infirmary grounds, and if you feel faint the best thing you can do is to nip round to the Red Cow and get two penny'orth of brandy." "Oh, I shall be all right in a min ute, my friend, thank you," I said, thinking it best to humor him. "I don't care togo out into the street for the present, it's too crowded; but don't you bother about me, I shall be all right when I've had a stroll round in the air for a few minutes;" and with that I essayed to slip past him, being impatient of this unlooked-for hindrance. "W T ell, you can't stroll round here," he said, barring the way with his bulky figure. "We can't have no strangers along this passage. It's private prop erty; so out you go and sharp." Finding him thus obdurate, I did what I ought to have done at first, and slipped a coin—half a crown 1 thought it was—into his hand. His fingers closed upon it in an instant. "I don't want to be disagreeable when a gentleman ain't feeling quite well," he began. "All the same—" Then he sLopped disgusted. "W r hy, it ain't arf a crown. It's a penny—not so much even as the price of a drink. If you think—" Just then I heard the bursting of the bomb inside the hall. There was not a moment to lose if I was to secure the bag, so, determining to take by force what had been refused me as a favor, I nudged my shoulder to the care taker's chest and "charged" him in the good old fashion of the football field. "Would you?" he shouted. "You rascal! I knew you were after no good!" and catching at my coat col lar as I was in the act of passing him. he tried to swing me round, but, los ing his balance, fell back heavily on the gravel, dragging me, sprawling over bis chest, on top of him. As we went down, a man—it was evidently Hubbock—carrying something in his hand darted round the corner, and jumping lightly over the prostrate pair ot us, passed through the gate, which he banged behind him. "Let me go. you dotard!" I shouted to the care-taker. "Let me go before I strike you. I must follow that man at all costs." The old fellow was a man of spirit, notwithstanding his years, and held me so stoutly—l could not bring my self to strike him —that some seconds passed before I could shake off hi& grip. When at last I managed to wrench myself free and leaped up to follow Hubbock, it was only to find that I had left the frying-pan for the fire. From the open door 01* the hall a swaying throng was now surging like devils vomited from the mouth of hell Some of them must have heard tht meaningless cry of "Stop him! stop, thief!" with which the old care-taker saluted my flying figure. All I know is that for the second time that even ing I was reminded of my football days, only on this occasion it seemed to me that I was the football and the center of the scrimmage, and that some two dozen of devils —mad for blood, and pounding and bashing at me with hands and sticks, as well as with feet were tne players. 'fhe old man's meaningless cry of "Stop, thief!" had led them, no doubt, to suppose that 1 was the stealer of tho money, and that, if they were only quick enough about it, they might se cure the booty for themselves. It did not lake long to undeceive them, for in less than half a minute I hadn't as much as a rag to my back; and I was allowed to drag myself, bleeding, breathless, naked, and trembling in every limb, to a corner, where I lay feeling as one might whp had been snatched from the ravening jaws of a pack of hungry wolves. It was some days before I was suffi ciently recovered to journey to Tar borough to claim my share of the money and to hear how Number Two had fared. I had telegraphed to say I was coming by the three o'clock train, and Hubbock was there with the trap to meet me. "Well, is the money safe, Hubbock?" I said, as we drove off from the sta tion. "Yes, sir. I took care of that. Your share is waiting for you all right Rather cheaply earned, sir, wasn't it?" "No," I answered, gruffly. "It struck me as rather dear. Where's your mas ter?" "In bed, sir—what's left of him. And a bad attack, too." "Attack—what of?" "A catching complaint, sir. You ap pear to have suffered from it, too— universal brotherhood, the master calls ii. What did you say, sir?" But what I said about universal j brotherhood is not fit for publication. [To Re Continued.] An 101 #■ in r 111 of I>n n jE?e r. 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