The Black Forge Mills : $b or, Up the King's highway
John Stuart Mill · en
"Oh, these men were acting for Sanford," replied Mr. Bacon. "Wilson is
probably some friend of Hyde's, and Gregory is some lawyer employed for
this work. It isn't likely that either of the men gave his right name,
and that room was one they had just hired for this interview. They
intended to cover up their own tracks whether they succeeded or failed
in their attempted bribery. Blake knew of that meeting, for all the
forenoon and up to the time of his arrest he was around the depot, and
he told the operator if any message came for him he should be within
call. Those fellows intended to telegraph him if they could not buy Ray
into silence. He got the better of them by telegraphing first. I have
been thinking, Ray, whether your father would not be willing to turn
state's evidence, and go on the stand as a witness against the others.
What do you think?"
Ray gave him a grateful look, as he replied:
"I don't know, sir. I cannot help feeling that father was forced into
this thing, or led into it while under the influence of liquor. When
sober, he is usually ready to do the fair thing; it certainly can do no
harm to make him the offer. I want to see him, and tell him just how I
came to do as I have done. So, if Mr. Woodhull is willing, I will come
up to the village to-morrow, and we will go and see him."
Mr. Woodhull readily assented, and then Ray and he drove off home. The
next day the lad returned to the village, and, in company with Mr.
Bacon, he visited the jail. They found Mr. Branford sober, but sullen;
and at first he paid little attention to Ray's story. As the boy went
on, however, to describe his encounter with Hyde, on the night of
the fire, his father manifested some interest; and before he had got
through with the account of his own struggle to believe it was right to
shield his father in his crime, and the story of his interview with the
two men in the city which had so plainly revealed his duty to him, the
old man broke down. Great tears streamed down his cheeks, and as soon
as he could control himself, he said:
"Did they think, Ray, they could bribe you with money to do their dirty
work? I could have told them better than that; but I knew nothing of
this undertaking. Don't think I hold anything against you, lad, for
causing my arrest. I've been tempted to give myself up a half dozen
times since the fire. Perhaps a few years in jail will make a man of
me--for it will keep me sober. It's my only hope of salvation, anyway;
and, Ray, you'll sometimes come to see me; and you'll never forget to
pray for your old father."