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THE ORPHAN. 87 he’s got to go by that. I don’t know much about that other feller—he’s somebody that I don’t like, nohow.” “No; he didn’t shed any genuine tears; all crocodile, every one of ‘em. He just sniveled, and looked at the spec- tators over his handkerchief He's a mean-looking cuss, and I wonder at Allen’s taking him up so kindly.” “ Folks mus’n’t be too pertickular in a new country,” sug- gested somebody, whom probably the “shoe pinched.” “ Well, the best of them’s gone, to my notion, He wasn’t quite so peart and full of his jokes, nor so for’ard like as Allen is; but he was the best-hearted, pleasantest-mannered young man in the county.” : “Yes; and we ought to have taken Newcome and strung him right up. That's the way to serve ‘em when they get so bold—shooting a man down in cold blood.” “Tt would have been done, too, if it hadn’t been for his daughter. Everybody pitied her—she’s such a helpless young thing.” oti father didn’t pity the girl the Doctor was engaged to. The postmaster says there’s.# letter come to-day from her; and how do you think she will feel when she gets the news that he is dead—murdered ?” “If she’d a-been right afore his eyes though, the way New- come’s girl was afore ours, it might have made a difference. When a man is desperate enough to shoot another man, he don’t stop to consider friends at a distance, or how they'll feel about it.” | “They say Newcome's girl is right sick; as crazy as a loon all night, and a-begging of her father to forgive ber for appearin’ agin him. He ought to be hung for bein’ so hateful to her.” “T wonder what'll become of the girl if her father 7 hung ? She hasn't got any relations in this country, I heard; and she’s so young—not more’n fifteen, I reckon—and disgraced at that.” “ Her face is her fortune,” put in some one, curtly. “Yes, and a poor enough fortune it proves, sometimes, to - have a handsome fact and nobody to take care of it.” 6 “That’s a fact. I heard old Mauvais going on about he beanty at a great rate just the day before the murder, a reckon it’s ngaond luck to have him a-foolin’ arour” comichooks.com