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Mac, and that was when it was brought to his ears that McGrath's nephew, the young Irish helper above referred to, was a frequent attendant at certain turbulent meetings held over on the west side, where he had been seen drunk on two occasions.
As she spoke the Rosemary stopped with a jerk and McGrath's fireman darted past to set the spur-track switch. The points were snow-clogged, and the fireman wrestled with the lever, saying words. The delay was measurable in heart-beats, but it sufficed.
"What I did come to say," went on Cavendish, more steadily, "is that your life and Mr. Rathbawne's are in danger. You're to be put out of the way, both of you, before twelve to-night. McGrath's determined on it, and there's no lack of men to carry out his orders. The strikers are desperate. I overheard their talk, while well, while I was getting drunk! What's that?"
"MY DEAR PETER, Some people, they say, are lucky to `have a father born before them, because they are helped on in the world upon which principle, mine was born after me, that's certain; however, that can't be helped. I found all my family well and hearty: but they all shook a cloth in the wind with respect to toggery. As for Father McGrath's cassock, he didn't complain of it without reason.
Thus it comes about that to this day, when Peter McGrath's fifteen children have helped him to become a very prosperous farmer, his wife does not quite understand the depth of worship with which he speaks of old John Pontiac. Mrs. Pontiac never knew the story of the night.
But the Rajah, astute colonel of industry, had not left himself defenseless. On the contrary, he had provided for this precise contingency by leaving McGrath's fireman in mechanical command on the Rosemary.
But what I am thinking of is the result upon the lives of these people whom I've made, as surely as if I were another Creator. And McGrath's another Beelzebub! There's a fight on between us for the salvation of a little world of four thousand souls! But I'm not God! I can't act with the conviction of omniscience. I've been the most independent of men. I've made my own fortune with my own brains.
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