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"He sent for me." "Name, please." "Donohue." "Sit down, Mr. Donohue." Jawn sat down in a corner and the boy disappeared. In a short time he returned and led Jawn to Mattison's desk. Mattison wasted no time, but told him the situation in a few sentences. "Now, Donohue," he said, in conclusion, "you understand, do you, that we are putting a big responsibility on you? Mr.
"Mr. Frederick McNally," said the official. "He asked for the Superintendent first, and I sent him in to Mr. Mattison, but he sent him back to you. Will you see him?" "Yes," replied Harvey. "And you may stay in the room." The deputy held open the door, while McNally entered. "How are you, West?" he said brusquely. "There seems to be some confusion here.
Commissary Sergeant J.N. Martin, Newberry. Chaplain Rev. Mayfield. SEVENTH SOUTH CAROLINA REGIMENT. Colonel, Thomas G. Bacon. The following companies were from Abbeville: Company A, Captain W.W. Perryman. Company B, Captain G.M. Mattison. Company C, Captain P.H. Bradley. Company D, Captain S.J. Hester. The following companies were from Edgefield: Company E, Captain D. Dendy.
I was dropped in Kennisburg to attend to the legal formalities respecting Radnor's release, while Terry appropriated the horses and drove to Mathers Hall. His last word to Mattison and me was not to let a whisper reach Radnor's ear as to the outcome of the investigation. He wanted a spectacular dénouement. The sheriff assented very soberly.
The object of his passion was a niece of Winterkeller's, a fair-haired, pretty little German, with a chubby, almost childish little face, and confidingly soft blue eyes. She was very kind and sentimental: she loved Mattison, Uhland, and Schiller, and repeated their verses very sweetly in her timid, musical voice. Pasinkov's love was of the most platonic.
I met a great many pretty girls that evening the South deserves its reputation but Polly Mathers was by far the prettiest; and the contest for her favors between Radnor and young Mattison was spirited and open. Had Rad consulted his private wishes, the sheriff would not have been among the guests.
But Polly scouted his excuse, and added significantly that Jim Mattison had not been asked. He accepted this mark of repentance with a pleased flush, and before she rode away, he had become his former cheerful self again.
It was equally important that the action should not be confided to any ordinary employee. The fewer men that knew of it, the safer Jim would be, and so he finally decided to confine the information within its original limits. "You two are lively on your feet," he said. "And it is a good deal better for you to do it." "How about the detectives?" asked Mattison.
As Harvey dashed out of the office Jim's eyes sparkled. He liked to do his own fighting, and it was half regretfully that he turned to the Superintendent. "If they're as near as that, Mattison, it means trouble. You'd better collect another gang and send it out after West. Take men off the trains, out of the yards, anywhere you can get them."
"What do you think we can do against a gang like that?" "That don't make no difference, Mr. Mattison says, 'Hold the line if you lose an engine doing it, and I'm going to hold it." "But stop to think, man. There isn't a possible chance of holding it. We'll do more good by dodging back and keeping them guessing until the relief comes. As it stands now we are perfectly helpless."
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