And THEN the kind, charitable man--this rich man with lots of money of his own--turns the poor father out, tellin' him to get the girl and the land if he can, knowin'-- KNOWIN', mind you--that the father ain't got a cent to hire lawyers nor even to pay for his next meal.

And when the father says he won't go, but wants his dear one that belongs to him, the rich feller abuses him, knocks him down with his fist! Knocks down a poor, weak, lame invalid, just off a sick bed! Is THAT the kind of a man we want on our school committee ?" He asked the question with both hands outspread and the perspiration running down his cheeks.

The meeting was in an uproar.
"No need for me to tell you who I mean," shouted Tad, waving his arms.
"You know who, as well as I do.

You've just heard him praised as bein' all that's good and great.

But _I_ say--" "You've said enough! Now let me say a word!" It was Captain Cy who interrupted.