A Hazard of New Fortunes, Part Fifth

incident of life, which will presently go on as before. Perhaps this is an instinctive perception of the truth that it does go on som

his affection to the same degree, or in any like degree. The changed conditions forbade that. He had a soreness of heart concerning him; but he could not make sure whether this soreness was grief for his death, or remorse for his own uncandor wit

rch, who had mechanically picked up his hat, and was thinking, "Now I shall have to tell Isabel about this at once, and she will never trust me on the street again without her," mechanically obeyed. Her confidence in him had been undermined by his being so near Conrad when he was shot; and it went through his mind that he would get Dryfoos to drive him to a hatter's, where he could buy a new hat, and not be obliged to confess his narrow escape to his wife till the incident was some days old and she could bear it better. It quite drove Lindau's death out of his mind for the moment; and when Dryfoos sai

man said, "I wish you'd get in here a minut

about what he intends to do with 'Every Other Week.' Well, I

March. But after they got upon the asphalt, and began smoothly rolling over it, he seemed in no haste to begin. At last he said, "I wanted to talk with you about that-that Dutchman that was at my dinner-Lindau," and March's heart g

an anything of his motive. It was set, but set as a piece of broken mechanism is when it has lost the pow

d I reckon I had better have tried to put up with it; and I would, if I could have known-" He stopped with a quivering lip, and then went on: "Then, again, I didn't like his talkin' that paternalism of his. I always heard it was the worst kind of thing for the country; I was brought up to think the best government was the one that governs the least; and I didn't want to hear that kind of talk from a man that was livin' on my money. I couldn't bear it from him. Or I thought I couldn't before-before-" He stopped again, and gulped. "I reckon now the

d, though he thought his posit

manage my business for me. I always tried to do the square thing by my hands; and in that particular case out there I to

view, and how he was saying the worst of himself that Lindau could have said of him. No one could h

h began, hoping to lead up through this generality to

things in general. You naturally got that idea, I reckon; but I always went in for lettin'

that it would make little

have him told so. He could understand just why I didn't want to be called hard name

tell him," March began again, but aga

f you think he could be prepared for it, some way, and could stand it-would be to go to him myself, an

nd he tried once more to make the old man understand. "Mr. Dryfoos," he said, "Lindau is past al

s. My son and me-we differed about a good-many things." His chin shook, and from time to time he stopped. "I wasn't very good to him, I reckon; I crossed him where I guess I got no business to cross him; but I thought everything of-Coonrod. He was the best boy, from a baby, that ever was; just so patient and mild, and done whatever he was told. I ought to 'a' let him bee

It seemed

here, if you say so, when he gets so he can be moved. I'll wait on him myself. It's what Coonrod 'd do, if he was here. I don't feel any hardness to him because it was him that got Coonrod killed, as you might say, in one sense of the term; but I've tried to

raid, Mr. Dryfoos-Didn't

was ver

. But he's all

ve this old man pain; then he consoled himself by thinking that at least he was not obliged to meet Dryfoos's wish to make atonement with the fact that Lindau had renounced him

be. Lindau-I have just