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Me?" he whispered, his head thrown forward, his eyes narrowed, starting at Drake. "Just God, Jimmie! Don't play with me " He sat down abruptly covering his quivering face with his hands. Drake laid a hand on the heaving shoulders. "There, there, kid," he murmured gruffly, as if to a child, "don't go and blow up over it. Yes, you're Dagget. The luckiest kid in the States, and and the damnedest.
The jury failed to agree upon a verdict, doubtless because Joseph Eaton, who presided, had given it as his opinion that the law was probably unconstitutional. At the second trial before Judge Dagget of the Supreme Court, who was an advocate of the law, Miss Crandall was convicted. Her counsel, however, filed a bill of exceptions and took an appeal to the Court of Errors.
"To the long-lost nephew, Mr. William C. Dagget. To the bed of roses. And to the eminent lawyer, Theobald D. Snark, Esq., who has mended a poor fortune with a better brain. Gentlemen," he concluded grandiloquently, slowly surveying the little room as if it were an overcrowded Colosseum "gentlemen, with your permission, together with that of the immortal Mr.
From habit he had written his real name on a tavern register, but had scratched it out and written "Dagget Barclay" in the place of it. But fear gives you a watchful eye and keen, and I read the true name through the scratches, and fled like a deer.
He tried to read fate in his inscrutable eyes; news of some description; tried, and failed. He turned away his head. "Tell me," he said simply. Drake eyed him and slowly came forward and held out his large bloodshot hand. "Billy Garrison 'Bud' 'Kid' William C. Dagget," he said, nodding his head. Garrison rose with difficulty, the sweat on his face. "William C. Dagget? Me? Me?
This nephew's name is Dagget William C. Dagget. His mother was a half-sister of Major Calvert's. The search for this nephew has been going on for almost a year since Major Calvert heard of his brother-in-law's death but the nephew has not been found." The eminent lawyer cleared his throat eloquently and relighted the athletic cigar, which had found occasion to go out.
I'm not slinging mud. I guess there was a whole lot missing in your father, kid, but he tried to square himself at the finish, the same as we all do, I guess. "He wrote to the major, saying he had never told his son you, kid of his real name nor of his mother's family. He confessed to changing his name from Dagget to Garrison for the very reasons I said. Remember?
"Oh, fuss!" said Drake again, using the lurid silk handkerchief. Then he laid his hand on the other's shoulder. "I understand," he said simply. There was silence. Finally Drake wiped his face and cleared his throat. "And now, with your permission, we'll get down to tacks, Mr. William C. Dagget " "Don't call me that, Jimmie. I'm not that yet.
He was accompanied by Joseph Dagget, his agent, whose business had carried him several times across the Rocky Mountains to California; Mrs. Dagget and a daughter of sixteen, both of whom had crossed the plains before with Mr. D. two half-breeds also accompanied the party as guides, hunters, muleteers, and men of all work. As Mrs.
She cried, cried when she heard all you had been through. Oh, I made a great press-agent, kid. And the old major Oh, fuss! I can't tell a yarn nohow," grumbled Drake, stamping about at great length and vigorously using the lurid silk handkerchief. William C. Dagget was silent the silence of great, overwhelming joy. He was shivering. "And and Miss Desha?" he whispered at length.
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