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But he makes a great fuss about being held up." "Yes!" said Callahan. "I dare say! He's got his new franchise, and he and the Lockman estate are clearing about ten thousand a month out of it. And my two thousand was gone the week I got it it had cost me twice that to get elected and without counting the free drinks. It's a great graft, being a supervisor, ain't it?"
The words were by John Lockman; the first and last verses are as follows: From scourging rebellion and baffling proud France, Crown'd with laurels behold British William advance: His triumph to grace and distinguish the day, The sun brighter shines and all nature's gay.
Now suddenly she ran to young Lockman and flung her arms about his neck. "Bertie," she exclaimed, "it's my fault. I made them come! I wanted to see you so badly! You aren't mad with us, are you?" "No," said Bertie, "I'm not mad." "Well, then, be glad!" cried the girl, and kissed him again. "Be a good boy do!" "All right," said Bertie feebly. "I'll be good, Belle."
"Did you ask this boy any questions?" "No," said the sergeant, "I'm waiting for the chief." "Well, did you know that girl came from Albert Lockman's place?" "Good God, no!" "He says she was there to dinner and Lockman turned her out of the house. This boy says he works for Lockman." "Well, I'm damned!" exclaimed the sergeant. And so Samuel was led into a private room.
There is another, called the Speech and dying words of John Dalgleish, lockman alias hangman of Edinburgh, containing these lines: "Ay; if I waited in the Tolbooth here to have him fit my cravat but that's an idle way o' speaking, Mr. Sharpitlaw." "Why, I suppose you know you are under sentence of death, Mr. Ratcliffe?" replied Mr. Sharpitlaw.
"N.B. Since writing the preceding, I have procured the release of another free man from the prison of the third Municipality, on the payment of $39.65, as per bill, copy herewith. His name is William Lockman he was born in New Jersey, of free parents, and resides at Philadelphia. I hope to get it back in the case of the other three.
"Scares you, hey?" he said. "Well, I wasn't always a gopherman." "What were you before that?" "I was an inventor." "An inventor!" exclaimed Samuel. "Yes. Have you seen the glass-blowing machines here in town?" "No, I haven't." "Well, I invented three of them. And old Henry Lockman robbed me of them." "Robbed you!" gasped the boy amazed. "Yes," said the other.
Or the guide who escorted her in her tramps about the wilderness! Or the man who ran the wonderful motor- boat that was shaped like a knife blade! Samuel continued to ponder, and was greatly worried lest the commonplace should ingulf him. So little he dreamed how near was a change! Bertie Lockman had been away for a few days, visiting some friends, and he came back unexpectedly one afternoon.
You've got Slattery, and you've got Pat McCullagh, and you've got the machine. You've got Wygant and Hickman you've even got something on Bertie Lockman, haven't you?" "I suppose I have," said Samuel. "But I'm not going to tell that." "Well, they don't know what you're going to tell, and they won't take any chances. They won't let you tell anything." "But can such things be done?" panted the boy.
And Bertie Lockman, after another stare into the boy's solemn eyes, sank back in his chair and burst into laughter. "Look here, Samuel!" he exclaimed. "You aren't playing the game!" "How do you mean, sir?" "If I'm one of the fit ones, what right have you got to preach at me?" Samuel was startled. "Why sir " he stammered. "Just look!" went on Bertie. "I'm the master, and you're the servant.
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