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McGowan, Colonel?" asked Dan. The banker laughed heartily. "I should say I did a thousand dollars in gold. I was glad the counter was between us, when I tried to persuade him to take paper. Why sir, not in twenty years in this state would you find a man who would even accept the gold, let alone fighting for it!" Then Dan explained briefly the situation.
He had persuaded McGowan to let him act in the matter, for he feared that the Irishman's temper would complicate things and make it more difficult to secure Deborah's rights by creating some feeling in the community against the little family. Dan found the Judge in his library. Very quietly, sadly indeed, he told the story.
"Well, old man," he said, slapping Weston in a friendly manner on the shoulder, "how is the world treating you, anyhow? Ain't you lost a bit up here in these diggin's?" "Oh, I have no kick coming," was the reply. "Mr. McGowan, I want you to shake hands with my friend, Mr. Handy, of New York." "Glad to know Mr. Handy. You hail from the big city, eh? I'm a New Yorker myself left there some time ago.
It 'pears she done it against your father's ideas, too. So he come over last night and tried to get Mr. McGowan to move out. That made me madder than what Eadie had done, so I asked him right then if he was willing to stay. He said he was. Your pa got sore, and started real dignified to go home. The candle that Mr. McGowan had been using was on the floor, and your pa's heel hit it.
When they finally got into the dory she leaned close to the Captain and set his staid old heart palpitating. Mr. McGowan was engaged, waving to the girls in the Jennie P. "You ain't going to tell him what I said about his being delicate, and the like, are you, Josiah?" He answered with a vigorous shake of the head as he leaned back to draw the oars through the water.
It is when the other man is seeking to land a knock-out blow that one needs to keep his head the coolest, for unless he does he can't make his best calculations." "Oh, Mr. McGowan! You'll keep that way in this trouble, and not let any of them get in that kind of blow?" "Yes, if you will only help me." "I help you? But I can't!" "No one else can."
McGowan lives to relate his adventures and enjoy the narrative. To give some idea of the manner of procedure and the discipline of the Committee, I will relate an experience of my own: One beautiful moonlight evening I was visiting the family of a prominent member of the San Francisco Bar. About nine o'clock the door bell was rung.
"Just touch a match to this paper you dropped. Here 'tis. I cal'late you wa'n't intending for no one to see this but Beth." "That is true, Josiah. I wished to keep her from going any further with Mr. McGowan." With trembling fingers he set fire to that piece of paper. "One word more about money. What are you going to do about the loan on this place?"
To try to get 'em together would be like trying to mix 'ile and water, both of 'em good enough in their place, but when you try to mix 'em what you get ain't one nor t'other, and sp'iles both. Cal'late we'd best leave 'em as they are." "I didn't mean that Mr. McGowan should go to Father and apologize. That would be too much like all of the others before him.
From such subjects he drifted to dueling, venal newspapers, and soon down to the ordinary criminals such as Billy Mulligan, Wooley Kearny, Casey, Cora, Yankee Sullivan, Ned McGowan, Charles Duane, and many others. Never did he hesitate to specify names and instances. He never dealt in innuendoes.
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