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I only wish I were a thousand miles from here. It would be safer for us both." Then, after a pause, he added, "If I were foot-free, I would be off to-morrow." He watched Mrs. Dinneford closely, and saw a change creep over her face. "If I were to disappear suddenly," he resumed, "suspicion, if it took a definite shape, would fall on me. You would not be thought of in the matter."

What would be the money influence of 'whisky rings' and gambling associations, set against the social and money influence of these men? Nothing, sir, nothing! Do you think we should long have over six thousand bars and nearly four hundred lottery-policy shops in our city if the men to whom I refer were to take the matter in hand?" "Are there so many policy-shops?" asked Mr. Dinneford, in surprise.

He had come to be much concerned for the neglected and cast-off children of poor and vicious parents, thousands upon thousands of whom were going to hopeless ruin, unthought of and uncared for by Church or State, and their condition often formed the subject of his conversation as well at home as elsewhere. Mrs. Dinneford had no sympathy with her husband in this direction.

Let the law have its course. It is a crime to conceal crime." "It will kill our poor child!" answered Mr. Dinneford in a broken voice. "Death is better than the degradation of living with a criminal," replied his wife. "I say it solemnly, and I mean it; the die is cast! Come what will, George Granger stands now and for ever on the outside! Go at once and give information to the bank officers.

Dinneford put out his hand and grasped that of the missionary with a nervous grip. "This is awful! I am sixty years old, but anything so shocking my eyes have not before looked upon." "We see things worse than this every day," said the missionary. "It is only one of the angry boils on the surface, and tells of the corrupt and vicious blood within. But I am right glad to find you here, Mr.

It was dated at Havana, and was as follows: "MRS. HELEN DINNEFORD: MADAM My physician tells me that I cannot live a week may die at any moment; and I am afraid to die with one unconfessed and unatoned sin upon my conscience a sin into which I was led by you, the sharer of my guilt. I need not go into particulars.

A woman was standing with a child in her arms near the railing on the lower deck forward. Suddenly the child gave a spring, and was out of her arms in a moment. She caught after it frantically, but in vain. Every effort was made to recover the child, but all proved fruitless. It did not rise to the surface of the water." Mrs. Dinneford read the paragraph twice, and then tore it into little bits.

"You only think so?" "I am sure of it." "Very well; I will see what can be done. But all this must have an end, Mr. Freeling. We cannot supply any more money. You must look elsewhere if you have further need. Mr. Dinneford is getting very much annoyed and worried. You surely have other resources." "I have drawn to the utmost on all my resources," said the man, coldly. Mrs.

"Doubtless you think these children are brought here by their parents or near relatives. No such thing. Most of them are slaves. I speak advisedly. The slave-trade is not yet dead. Its abolition on the coast of Africa did not abolish the cupidity that gave it birth. And the 'coolie' trade, one of its new forms, is not confined to the East." "I am at a loss for your meaning," said Mr. Dinneford.

Will their education in the shop of a policy-dealer fit them to become honest, industrious citizens?" All this was so new and dreadful to Mr. Dinneford that he was stunned and disheartened; and when, after an interview with the missionary that lasted over an hour, he went away, it was with a feeling of utter discouragement.