In this case, if there is any miscarriage of justice, Iwill say here and now that in my opinion the people of this county will be sorely tempted; and while I do not believe in lynch-law, yet if that should be the result it is my unalterable conviction that the vigilantes may well turn their attention to the lawyers--OR LAWYER--who bring about such miscarriage.I am sick of it.' "The Tocsin did not print the interview it obtained from Louie Farbach--the same Louie Farbach who long ago had owned a beer-saloon with a little room behind the bar, where a shabby boy sometimes played dominoes and "seven-up" with loafers:
not quite the same Louie Farbach, however, in outward circumstance: for he was now the brewer of Farbach Beer and making Canaan famous.His rise had been Teutonic and sure; and he contributed one-twentieth of his income to the German Orphan Asylum and one-tenth to his party's campaign fund.The twentieth saved the orphans from the county, while the tithe gave the county to his party.
He occupied a kitchen chair, enjoying the society of some chickens in a wired enclosure behind the new Italian villa he had erected in that part of Canaan where he would be most uncomfortable, and he looked woodenly at the reporter when the latter put his question.
"Hef you any aguaintunce off Mitster Fear?"he inquired, in return, with no expression decipherable either upon his Gargantuan face or in his heavily enfolded eyes.
"No, sir," replied the reporter, grinning."Inever ran across him.""Dot iss a goot t'ing fer you," said Mr.Farbach, stonily."He iss not a man peobles bedder try to run across.It iss what Gory tried.Now Gory iss dead."The reporter, slightly puzzled, lit a cigarette.
"See here, Mr.Farbach," he urged, "I only want a word or two about this thing; and you might give me a brief expression concerning that man Louden besides: just a hint of what you think of his influence here, you know, and of the kind of sharp work he practises.Something like that.""I see," said the brewer, slowly."Happy Fear I hef knowt for a goot many years.He iss a goot frient of mine.""What?""Choe Louten iss a bedder one," continued Mr.