FAIRLY "COPPED."

New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXIII, Issue 10127, 9 May 1896, Page 3 (Supplement)

FAIRLY "COPPED."

[BY BARRY PAIN.]

CHAPTER I.

As I passed the vicarage I thought thab it looked a likely place. I walked on a few yards, and then it seemed to mo a pity not to see if the place was as good as it looked. So I went back and asked at tho back door if they would give mo a job of work.

The kitchen maid said thero was no work for me, and she was nob inclined to talk. But she fetched me some bread and cheese, and I had a chance to look round. I marked tho scullery window ; ib was out of sight of the road, fastened with the usual simple catch, with no bars or shutters. A regular invitation a window like that is; It seemed to me a one-man job, and just as good that night as any other night.

Ho that night, by half-past ten, I was in the shrubbery of tho vicarage garden, smoking my pipe ami watching the house. There was only one light; it was in the study windows downstairs. At eleven o'clock that light went out, and another appeared in the upstairs window. '' That's all right," I said to myself. " Parson's finished writing his sermon and gone- up to bed." When the whole house was dark I wont around it once or twice, just to see how things lay. I couldn't find anything better than the scullery window, but that was quite good enough. I was impatient) to begin, but I did not consider it safe to start work until half-past twelve. The window gave me more trouble than I had expected ; tho catch was very stiff and I had nothing but my pocket-knife to force it back with. However, I got it back at last and opened the window very slowly, an inch at a time, making no noise. Then I got in. I no soonor got my feet down on the scullery floor than I was knocked headlong and found a thirteen-stono weight on my chest. I asked it, speaking under difficulties, to get off again. I was a bit dazed, for I hud come down hard and bumped my hoad, bubsawbhabtho only thing to do was to sham drunk, and I spoke thickly. I undid one end of my collar, pulled my hair over my forohoad, hung my lower lip aud put on a bleary stare. By the time that man had got off my chest, struck a match on the heel of bis boot and lit the candle behind him, I looked a complete drunk, if any man ever did.

I could see now that the man who had knocked rao oTor was Rev. William Lake himself; and the moro I looked at him, the more I felt sorry that I had over come. " Well," he said," you dirty little ginger headed, two-penny-half-penny scoundrel' what are you doing here ?" I hiccoughed and answered : "Thor thish was my housh—number twenny Willetsh Terrish, Ain't this ri' ?" "That won't do," he said. "I heard you round the house an hour a£o, or I shouldn't have been here waiting for you. Besides, drunken men don't open windows that way. You're not drunk. Drop it." I thought about it for a moment, and saw that there was a good doat in what ho said, So I dropped it. I fastened my collar again, sat up, and pulled off my cap. " Very well," I eaid, " then what's the move now ?"

I suppose he saw my hand slipping round, for he said quickly: " Have you any weapons ?" "Bless you, no! I only— Before I could finish he was sitting on me again. I tried a smash at him, bub ho caught my wrist and nigh broke it. After that I didn't try again. It wasn't only thab he was bigger, heavier, and stronger than most men; he was quick as light, and you could never tell from his eye what he was going to do next. He went all over me carefully, and took my knife and the shooter and my jimmy. Then I saw thab the gamo was up. " What a silly little liar you aro!" he said.

As I have said, I saw that it was all up, and I couldn't mako it any worse. I was a good deal disappointed, and I had been roughly bandied, and altogether I was not in the sweetest temper. So I spoke out. I said that I 'did nob want any (adjective omitted) preaching from a (substantive omitted) like himself. All I asked was whab his (adjective omitted) move was. "If you swear any more," he said, "I shall be compelled to cause you considerable physbal pain." I had a bumped head and a barked elbow. I was fairly copped, and my temper got the better of me again, lb was foolish of me, bub I may have thought that he, being a parson, would nob actually striko me. Anyhow, I said thab if be wanted to know* what he was I could tell him. I did tell him in a few words. I omic the words.

Never in my life have I had such a thrashing as I gob then, He hit only with the open hand ; if he'd have used his- fists he'd have killed me. There was no getting away from him, and no giving him anything back. Ib was ding-dong all over my face and head* until I dropped in a heap, bleeding like»a pig and nearly sick. It finished me. " You're boss," I said. " You can give your orders.' I only wanted to see." He stood there smiling, as if he had rather enjoyed himself.

I'Fick up.ypurboots," he sa]dj'." pub; them on." ' _~_; , . ~-.,,',.c-v'' ••/ '■ 0" entering the window I had my boots: hanging round my neck by tho laces; had fallen off when he firstknocked me over. While I was patting them on he turned back his cuffs and washed his hands at the sink. When ha had finished he pointed to the sink. ' "There you are," he said. "You can repair damages." I was bleeding from my nose and from a cub Jip, bub the cold water soon stopped that. When I had finished he asked me if I was all right. " Pretty well," I said. " I'm a bib shaky on the legs, that's all. You gave me a good doing." " Take a candle, then, and go in front of me into the study. I expect you know the way." Of oourse I did. Show me the outside of any house, and the inside is no puzzle to mo.

He picked up my knife, tho revolver, and the small jimmy, and followed me into, the study. He lit the lamp, gave me the knife back again, and looked the revolver and the jimmy away in a drawer. "And now," he said, "won't you sit down 2" He spoke to me as if I were lady visitor. I sab down, and he, taking a chair opposite me, began to fill a little old clay P'P e ' " I really can'b make this out," he said, "you're so small and clumsy. You've got a nasty temper, but you're not very plucky. What on earth made you think of trying to be a burglar ?" " I don't know," I said. " Bub there's one thing I'd like to ask you, and no disrespect. What made you think of being a parson—a man of your build and strength, and so handy with your fists! I ask pardon, but you might have done better." He didn't seem to take that as cheek at all, For a moment he didn't answer, aud sab sucking his little clay. Then he sighed and said: "I have sometimes thought so myself. Bub it is quite certain that you might have done better. How did you come to this ?"

" I had no bringing up, and I read penny trashy novels," He tapped his foot impatiently on the carpet: " Well, well—go on." "Then I was led away by bad companions and took to drink and gambling, and not knowing what it was to have a mother's tender—"

He got up and interrupted me. " Now drop all that," he said. " I want facts; tell me the story of your life. How did you come to this ?"

CHAPTER 11. Partly from admiring the man, and partly from whim, I did tell him the story, and told him the plain truth, too. It was pretty strong, but I left nothing out, and ho never stopped me. When I had finished, he thanked mo,

"Then," he said, "coming of decent people, and with a fair education and a I'ood chance in life, you none the less have been from your earliest boyhood'just about as bad as you are now—bad all through— always bad." " That it about the mark," I answered. Then 1 thought to myself that it would be one of two things—either he would take me out and hand me over to the police, or else he would ask me to join him in prayer. I expected the latter. He did neither. He walked up and down the room, with his hands behind him, saying to himself: "And I preach sermons—sermons—sermons !" Suddenly he smiled again in that queer way of his. " You've kept me up very late," he said, "and in consequence I've become uncommonly hungry. What do you say? Will you come and help me to geb some supper? Very well, then, come quietly. I don't want to wake the rest of the house."

So I went with him into tho kitchen and carried things from there into the study. He laid the table—clean, white cloth, silver forks and everything of the best. ? There was a cold game-pie, a ripe stilton and a bottle of Burgundy. I never had a better supper in my life. He passed me j anything I wanted and filled my glass. For the life of mo, I couldn't help griuniug. " Now, then," he said, " what's amusing you "I was only thinking, that's all. It seoms a queer way for a parson like you to treat a chap like me. I come here to crack this crib, you fairly get me, and no word about the police—never a word. First you give me a thrashing, and then you give me supper." " Well, you cannot deny that you wanted both of them badly. What else should a parson have done ? What did you expect! Tell me honestly." "Speaking honestly, I expected more talk—more parson talk, you know." " And what do you mean by that !" " Why, the sort of thing I was always hearing when I was a boy—about the sinfulness of it, and repenting, and hell." "Do you think it would do you any good if I talked like that " Well, no." "Nor do I." He changed the subject then, and told me there was a good chance for work at En ton Mills, They were shorthanded there for the moment, and ho could give me a line to the foreman. " You tell me," he said, " that you are interested in machines, and know a little about them; that might help you. If you can do anything at all special—anything, for instance, in the way of repairs when some trifle goes wrong— they'll soon find it out. Smart men that go there stop and work their way up. It's, the rarest thing for then to be shorthanded—in fact, you're in luck." I thanked him, of course. I had meant, if he let me off, to go on to Enton; but I had no intention of going near the mills or getting regular work of any kind. Bowever, I did not want to annoy him by telling him that I preferred my own way of living, especially as he seemed so pleased with his idea about the mills. After supper he sat down and wrote a line or two to the foreman, whom ho seemed to know well. Ashe was writing it the clock struck three. " You will start at once," he said, " so as to be there early. You won't be able to work that day, after being up all night, but you can begin work the next day, It's important that you should apply early, before everything is filled up." I thanked him again, anil n9ked him to put me on the right road. What I wanted was to get him out into the dark. He camo out of the house with me, showed me which turn to take, and said good-bye. " Come and see me again; I have much to say to you when tho right time comes," I thanked him and said good-bye. 1 walked until I heard his frontdoor shut, and then Iran just about as hard as I could go. I passed one policeman and he tried to stop roe, but I dodged him and got away I was on the outskirts of the village then., and once past him I bad a lonely country road ar.d nothing to fear.

You see, while I was on my way back I had noticed the parson's watch chain, I took care nob to look at it again, but kep') it in my memory. While he.was saying good-bye to me in the dark, I got an easy chance. The parson's gold watch and chain wero in ray trousers pocket, and he never had the least notion when I took them, My notion was now to get on to Enton about five, and take a workingman's train on to Waterloo.

I chuckled to myself. He'd called me a ginger-headed scoundrel, stopped me swear-, ing, spoiled my little gamo and given me a thrashing, bat I had the better of him in the end. < There was his watch and chain in my pocket, and in less than four hours I should be handing them over to Ike and getting three or four sovereigns for them. As I walked along it gradually began to grow light, and somehow or other I lost my spirits. I stopped chuckling; the more I thought about the neat way that I had scored off that parson, the less I felt inclined to laugh about that or anything else. I got angry about nothing. It may seem queer, but I was angry with the parson for having stood oat there in the dark; close against me, and given me my chance. I called him all the names I could lay my tongue to for his foolishness. I was just as angry with raysolf, though for nosensible reason. Then I began to get nervous and took fancies, thought I heard steps coming after me, and imagined there was a policeman waiting to catch me behind every big tree I passed. I didn't enjoy that walk. I wished to Heaven that parson had taken me out by the scruff of my neck and handed me over to tire police when he first caught me, though 1 don't know why I wished it, " Who wants his blooming ticker f I said out loud, pulling it out of my pocket, " Strike me if I won't pitoh it over tub hedge and be dona with it!" -'•; %^\' But I didn't. ' I pulled myself together, and argued with myself. "If you can I afford to4hMw-mQney away," I said txunj,.

self,- » that's the first I've heard of it. ,*Yea ;' just plug on until you get to Enton station, l and don't give way to such silliness," ' It's °3 easier to argue with yourself than'if« to' make yourself see the force of it. ; I went on, but I couldn't stop thinking. ■ I wished I had never come near the vicarage. I wished I had got my shooter out and finished the parson on sight. I wished I had'never been born, I wished I was dead, The further I went the more downhearted I got, I had never felt anything like it before. At last I had done my nine miles andstood outside Baton station, I stood here for about a minute, and then I made up my mind. " I chuck tht3," I said, " and take that) forsaken ticker back to the parson again," I was as tired as a dog when I got to the station ; but as soon as 1 had made up my mind that seemed to pass off. I made my way back a good deal quicker than I had come. The sun shone and the birds sang, and you could see we flere in for a rare fine day. I met some workingmen on the road, and passed a good morning to them. I could have said good morning to the very policeman that I had dodged a few hours before, and not been afraid of him. I felt afraid of nothing, and up to fighting any man of my own weight. As I drew near the vicarage I didn't feel quite so chirpy. 1 had a nasty job before me, but I made up my mind to go through with it. They told me the vicar had breakfasted early aud was in his study, aud would seo mo there.

The vicar was standing up when I wenif in, with his hands in his breeches pockets, and that curious smile on his face. Ho looked a fine man.

" Good morning," he said. " You're soon. back."

I put the watch and chain on the table. "I—l— done a dirty trick, and I'm ashamed of myself." "Ahl" he said; " this U good. This is a start."

And he went on with what I suppose some people would have called parson talk, and}! had that feeling in my throat as if I were swallowing eggs whole until I could stand it no longer. But I needn't go into that. An hour afterwards J. was on my wayvis Enton Mills—and ho with me.

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