CHAPTER XXIII.

THE CONSPIRATORS FORMULATING THEIR SCHEME.

After the judge and Dr. Dalton had left, the worthies who remained

sat long in council concocting their Satanic schemes for the final

defeat of the Dunkinites. Each one who was present promised to

exert all his influence to make as many drunk as possible, after

the law was adopted in the county.

"You, Bottlesby, will be able to give a good account of Dalton,

and you, Ginsling, can take care of Ashton," said Rivers. "I know

that old Gurney and his wife will be doing their level best with

them, but if you only work your cards for what they are worth they

will not succeed worth a cent, for if whiskey is put in their way

they are bound to drink."

"But what about the fine, Rivers?" said Capt. Flannigan. "If we

sell liquor we will be fined, and if we have to pay a couple of

hundred dollars in this way, or kape company with the rats for five

or six months in jail, I guess we'll soon tire of that game. And

they say that ould nager of a service is a regular sleuth-hound

on the hunt. By St. Patrick! if he comes nosing round my place

I will bate him until his skin is blacker than it is at present,

and to do that I'll have to nearly murder him entirely."

"Don't you do anything of the kind; for if you did you would be

putting your foot in it," said Rivers. "The Dunkinites would like

us to resort to that kind of thing that they might get up a howl

about ruffianism, brutality, etc. They well know this would enlist

the sympathy of the public to their side of the question; now this

would just defeat the object I have in view. What I intend to do

is to sell liquor as usual, and when I can't sell it I will give

it away, and make as many drunk as possible. If some of those to

whom I sell give me away, and I am hauled up, I will then show

what I can do on the fight."

"You'll beat them every time," said Bottlesby, "for almost every

sensible magistrate in the county will sympathise with you."

"Yes, I am counting on that, and those who are not on our side I

intend to employ a good sharp lawyer to badger and bother as much

as possible, and I guess you are aware that a great many of our

Justices of the Peace are as innocent of any knowledge of law as a

ten-year-old boy. I have no doubt but most of them can be so

frightened as to be afraid to convict. And you know most of the

witnesses will be our friends, and, as Seely has just remarked, it

will be pretty hard to worm the truth out of unwilling witnesses."

"But supposing they do convict, what will you do then?" asked

Capt. Flannigan.

"I will appeal, and if it is decided against me in the lower court

then I will appeal to a higher, and during the time it remains

_sub judice_ my friends and I will be flooding the county

with liquor."

"But who will pay the piper?" asked Ginsling.

"The Licensed Liquor Sellers' Association," answered Rivers. "The

Association is bound to beat if it costs them a hundred thousand

dollars. The hotel-keepers of this county will only have to pay

their fee into the society, and it won't cost them a cent more; so

you see we can afford to fight and be cheerful. And after we have

bothered them and kept them from carrying out the law for six or

seven months, having, in the meantime, deluged the county with

whiskey, we will then start the cry that the Act is a failure; and

any one who is at all acquainted with human nature knows that it

will not be long before we will have thousands to join in the

cry."

"Of course they will," said Bottlesby, "the great majority of

those who vote for it will do so because it is fashionable. They

don't care a cent who gets drunk so long as they don't lose

anything. It happens that just now it is thought rather

respectable to be on the side of temperance, and so they are

voting for it; but in their hearts half of them hope it will fail,

and they will not turn their fingers to make it a success. And if

the plan which has been suggested by my friend, Rivers, is carried

out, that is, to badger and bother them in every way we can, and

at the same time to make this county, if possible, a perfect

pandemonium of drunkenness and revelry, these parties will then

eagerly join in the cry that the Act is a huge failure, and when

we try to have the thing repealed they will give us their active

support, because they will be able to assume the same role upon

our side they did on the other, that is, that they are philanthropic

citizens working on the side of morality and order. You mark my

words, in a year from the present we will carry the repeal with an

overwhelming majority."

The party broke up in the small hours of the morning, and the only

one who was then sober was the landlord. In fact it was well

understood, even among his cronies, that he was too mean to drink

to any excess except he drank on the treats of his numerous

customers; and then he was careful not to be so much under its

influence as to neglect his business. He was one of those men of

whom, alas! the world has too many, who live to satisfy their own

selfish interest no matter who may be made to suffer.

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