handkerchief； wiped his brow and heaved a sigh of dismal impressiveness；
explanatory of his business。
He choked； and even shed tears； but with an effort he mastered his voice
and said in lugubrious tones：
〃Are you the duck that runs the gospel…mill next door？〃
〃Am I thepardon me； I believe I do not understand？〃
With another sigh and a half…sob； Scotty rejoined：
〃Why you see we are in a bit of trouble； and the boys thought maybe you
would give us a lift； if we'd tackle youthat is； if I've got the rights
of it and you are the head clerk of the doxology…works next door。〃
〃I am the shepherd in charge of the flock whose fold is next door。〃
〃The which？〃
〃The spiritual adviser of the little company of believers whose sanctuary
adjoins these premises。〃
Scotty scratched his head； reflected a moment； and then said：
〃You ruther hold over me； pard。 I reckon I can't call that hand。 Ante
and pass the buck。〃
〃How？ I beg pardon。 What did I understand you to say？〃
〃Well； you've ruther got the bulge on me。 Or maybe we've both got the
bulge； somehow。 You don't smoke me and I don't smoke you。 You see； one
of the boys has passed in his checks and we want to give him a good send…
off； and so the thing I'm on now is to roust out somebody to jerk a
little chin…music for us and waltz him through handsome。〃
〃My friend； I seem to grow more and more bewildered。 Your observations
are wholly incomprehensible to me。 Cannot you simplify them in some way？
At first I thought perhaps I understood you； but I grope now。 Would it
not expedite matters if you restricted yourself to categorical statements
of fact unencumbered with obstructing accumulations of metaphor and
allegory？〃
Another pause； and more reflection。 Then； said Scotty：
〃I'll have to pass； I judge。〃
〃How？〃
〃You've raised me out； pard。〃
〃I still fail to catch your meaning。〃
〃Why； that last lead of yourn is too many for methat's the idea。 I
can't neither…trump nor follow suit。〃
The clergyman sank back in his chair perplexed。 Scotty leaned his head
on his hand and gave himself up to thought。
Presently his face came up； sorrowful but confident。
〃I've got it now； so's you can savvy；〃 he said。 〃What we want is a
gospel…sharp。 See？〃
〃A what？〃
〃Gospel…sharp。 Parson。〃
〃Oh！ Why did you not say so before？ I am a clergymana parson。〃
〃Now you talk！ You see my blind and straddle it like a man。 Put it
there！〃extending a brawny paw； which closed over the minister's small
hand and gave it a shake indicative of fraternal sympathy and fervent
gratification。
〃Now we're all right； pard。 Let's start fresh。 Don't you mind my
snuffling a littlebecuz we're in a power of trouble。 You see； one of
the boys has gone up the flume〃
〃Gone where？〃
〃Up the flumethrowed up the sponge； you understand。〃
〃Thrown up the sponge？〃
〃Yeskicked the bucket〃
〃Ahhas departed to that mysterious country from whose bourne no
traveler returns。〃
〃Return！ I reckon not。 Why pard； he's dead！〃
〃Yes； I understand。〃
〃Oh； you do？ Well I thought maybe you might be getting tangled some
more。 Yes； you see he's dead again〃
〃Again？ Why； has he ever been dead before？〃
〃Dead before？ No！ Do you reckon a man has got as many lives as a cat？
But you bet you he's awful dead now； poor old boy； and I wish I'd never
seen this day。 I don't want no better friend than Buck Fanshaw。
I knowed him by the back； and when I know a man and like him； I freeze to
himyou hear me。 Take him all round； pard； there never was a bullier
man in the mines。 No man ever knowed Buck Fanshaw to go back on a
friend。 But it's all up； you know； it's all up。 It ain't no use。
They've scooped him。〃
〃Scooped him？〃
〃Yesdeath has。 Well； well； well； we've got to give him up。 Yes
indeed。 It's a kind of a hard world； after all； ain't it？ But pard； he
was a rustler！ You ought to seen him get started once。 He was a bully
boy with a glass eye！ Just spit in his face and give him room according
to his strength； and it was just beautiful to see him peel and go in。
He was the worst son of a thief that ever drawed breath。 Pard； he was on
it！ He was on it bigger than an Injun！〃
〃On it？ On what？〃
〃On the shoot。 On the shoulder。 On the fight； you understand。
He didn't give a continental for any body。 Beg your pardon； friend； for
coming so near saying a cuss…wordbut you see I'm on an awful strain； in
this palaver； on account of having to cramp down and draw everything so
mild。 But we've got to give him up。 There ain't any getting around
that； I don't reckon。 Now if we can get you to help plant him〃
〃Preach the funeral discourse？ Assist at the obsequies？〃
〃Obs'quies is good。 Yes。 That's itthat's our little game。 We are
going to get the thing up regardless； you know。 He was always nifty
himself； and so you bet you his funeral ain't going to be no slouch
solid silver door…plate on his coffin； six plumes on the hearse； and a
nigger on the box in a biled shirt and a plug hathow's that for high？
And we'll take care of you； pard。 We'll fix you all right。 There'll be
a kerridge for you； and whatever you want； you just 'scape out and we'll
'tend to it。 We've got a shebang fixed up for you to stand behind； in
No。 1's house； and don't you be afraid。 Just go in and toot your horn；
if you don't sell a clam。 Put Buck through as bully as you can； pard；
for anybody that knowed him will tell you that he was one of the whitest
men that was ever in the mines。 You can't draw it too strong。 He never
could stand it to see things going wrong。 He's done more to make this
town quiet and peaceable than any man in it。 I've seen him lick four
Greasers in eleven minutes； myself。 If a thing wanted regulating； he
warn't a man to go browsing around after somebody to do it； but he would
prance in and regulate it himself。 He warn't a Catholic。 Scasely。 He
was down on 'em。 His word was； 'No Irish need apply！' But it didn't
make no difference about that when it came down to what a man's rights
wasand so； when some roughs jumped the Catholic bone…yard and started
in to stake out town…lots in it he went for 'em！ And he cleaned 'em；
too！ I was there； pard； and I seen it myself。〃
〃That was very well indeedat least the impulse waswhether the act was
strictly defensible or not。 Had deceased any religious convictions？
That is to say； did he feel a dependence upon； or acknowledge allegiance
to a higher power？'
More reflection。
〃I reckon you've stumped me again； pard。 Could you say it over once
more； and say it slow？〃
〃Well； to simplify it somewhat； was he； or rather had he ever been
connected with any organization sequestered from secular concerns and
devoted to self…sacrifice in the interests of morality？〃
〃All down but nineset 'em up on the other alley； pard。〃
〃What did I understand you to say？〃
〃Why； you're most too many for me； you know。 When you get in with your
left I hunt grass every time。 Every time you draw； you fill； but I don't
seem to have any luck。 Lets have a new deal。〃
〃How？ Begin again？〃
〃That's it。〃
〃Very well。 Was he a good man； and〃
〃ThereI see that； don't put up another chip till I look at my hand。
A good man； says you？ Pard； it ain't no name for it。 He was the best
man that everpard； you would have doted on that man。 He could lam any
galoot of his inches in America。 It was him that put down the riot last
election before it got a start； and everybody said he was the only man
that could have done it。 He waltzed in with a spanner in one hand and a
trumpet in the other； and sent fourteen men home on a shutter in less
than three minutes。 He had that riot all broke up and prevented nice
before anybody ever got a chance to strike a blow。 He was always for
peace； and he would have peacehe could not stand disturbances。 Pard；
he was a great loss to this town。 It would please the boys if you could
chip in something like that and do him justice。 Here once when the Micks
got to throwing stones through the Methodis' Sunday school windows； Buck
Fanshaw； all of his own notion； shut up his saloon and took a couple of
six…shooters and mounted guard over the Sunday school。 Says he； 'No
Irish need apply！' And they didn't。 He was the bulliest man in the
mountains； pard！ He could run faster； jump higher； hit harder； and hold
more tangle…foot whisky without spilling it than any man in seventeen
counties。 Put that in； pardit'll please the boys more than anything
you could say。 And you can say； pard； that he never shook his mother。〃
〃Never shook his mother？〃
〃That's itany of the boys will tell you so。〃
〃Well； but why should he shake her？〃
〃That's what I saybut some people does。〃
〃Not people of any repute？〃
〃Well； some that averages pretty so…so。〃
〃In my opinion the man that would offer personal violence to his own
mother； ought to〃
〃Cheese it； pard； you've banked your ball clean outside the string。
What I was a drivin' at； was； that he never throwed off on his mother
don't you see？ No indeedy。 He give her a house to live in； and town
lots； and plenty of money； and he looked after her and took care of her
all the time； and when she was down with the small…pox I'm d…d if he
didn't set up nights and nuss her himself！ Beg your pardon for saying
it； but it hopped out too quick for yours truly。
You've treated me like a gentleman； pard； and I ain't the man to hurt
your feelings intentional。 I think you're white。 I think you're a
square man； pard。 I like you； and I'll lick any man that don't。 I'll
lick him till he can't tell himself from a last year's corpse！ Put it
there！〃 ＇Another fraternal hand…shakeand exit。＇
The obsequies were all that 〃the boys〃 could desire。 Such a marvel of
funeral pomp had never been seen in Virginia。 The plumed hearse； the
dirge…breathing brass bands； the closed marts of business； the flags
drooping at half mast； the long； plodding procession of uniformed secret
societies； military battalions and fire companies； draped engines；
carriages of officials； and citizens in vehicles and on foot； attracted
multitudes of spectators to the sidewalks； roofs and windows； and for