Daily Wabash Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 27 October 1889 — Page 3

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It was at breakfast time, and something had been said about a run up in the mountains.

Lord John glanced at Isabel as he spoke, ar,d his heart gave a throb of satisfaction as he noted her anxious look. '•I wish he'd go and get lost, or break his neck," thought Kneller, as he bent down over his cup. "But, my dear boy, it is so dangerous," said Mrs. Bourne, pathetically. "\ou nearly frightened us to death the other night." "Through my folly, Mrs. Bourne," said the young man. "Experimentia docet, as the rector teaches me. Now, if I hud had another box of matches, and a bit or two of candle, I could quietly have walked out as went in, and the places which seemed so terrible in the dark would have appeared as they really are—mere tritles." "But you will never thiuk of going in there again," exclaimed Mr. Bourne. "I explored the place well yesterday," was the laughing reply "found where I went wrong, and had a most interesting trip. What do you think of that, sir?"

A SEARCH FOR GOLD.

Lord John quietly took a piece of glittering quartz from his pocket and passed it across to the rector, who finished his coffee, put on hie glasses and took up the specimen.

Isabel glanced at Lord John and then at Kneller, to see that the latter's eyes absolutely glittered, as if they had caught the reflection of the piece of mineral. For Richard Kneller seemed to see in that specimen of ore his future. "Hum!" muttered the rector, turning it over "quartz rock found in a narrow band. Copper pyrites, my dear boy copper and sulphur in combination." "Exactly, sir. Go on."

Kneller drew a long breath and his lips tightened into a satisfied smile as he looked across at Isabel. "Traces of galena," continued the rector "sulphuret of lead with, no doubt, a very small percentage of silver in it." "That's quite right, sir," said Lord John quietly. "Dj you see anything more?" "N—no," said the rector. "N—no.

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venture would have damped your enthusiasm, Strathnor," said the rector one morning, about a week later. "I should feel aahamed of myself as an Eoglishman if I did, sir," was the reply. "We should not be tenants of colonies the wide world round if we were damped over a difficulty, or ready to give up for a scare."

Why, hallo! What's this? Yes, to be sure this tiny, hair-like thread, with a minute bead at the end—gold." "Gold!" cried Kneller,oversetting his cup as he started up, Hushed and excited. "Yes gold sure enough," SBid the rector "a very minute specimen, but certainly gold." "Yes. sir, certainly gold," said Lord John, calmly goiDg on with his breakfast with the appetite of one who had had a long morning walk. "Gold!" exclaimed Kneller. "Yes, my dear eir, gold," said Lord John. "Don't be excited I've not made my fortune yet." "No," Baid Kneller, with a laugh "you have not made your fortune yet." "And I am afraid you would not out of such specimens as that," said the rector quietly. "It is very interesting. Loo'i, my dear look, Bel. There—that thread with the tiny bead." lie passed the specimen to hie wife and child, while the young man watched eagerly to try and read in the ladies' faces the impression it would make. "Suuposing rock like that to be plentiful, it would take expensive machinery to crush it, and a lodg process to ex tract the ore, which, added to the cost of blasting it out of the mountain, would leave no profit." "Supposing it to be no richer than that specimen, eir," said Lord John. "Yes, I am judging from that," said the rector. "Exactly, sir but I hold that where gold can be found in small quantities it may also be found in large. If a small tree of a particular sort can be found in an ancient forest,surely it is possible to lind big timber of the same kind." "Possible, but it does not follow," said the rector smilingly. "I mean to make it follow here," cried

Lord John, Hushing. "Well, you are persevering," said the rector, smiling. "Where did you lind that niece? In that, old mine where you were lost?" "You'll excuse me, Kneller, I'm sure," waid Lord John laughing. "Why, the Welshmen about here always keep it a secret where they get the biggest trout and the finest mushrooms. I must keep my gold tind to myself." "Pish!" said Kneller contemptuously "1 don't want to know." "What do you mean to do next T" paid the rector "read with me this morning "No, sir, I thiuk I shall go and have another look." said the young man. "Ah, well, 1 shall not interfere. It's a fiue morning and you'll get gold in health it you do not get gold in metal, and we can read on the wet days."

Isabel Bourne, save when her mother was present, had during the last few days carefully avoided the two young men, but a growing feeling of uneasineiw had made her watchful. She mistrusted Kneller, who was evidently a man of violent passions and as certainly maturing a deadly dislike against Lord John—an unreasoning dislike, she told herself, with a sigh which she could not repress, for, though she felt that she liked her father's frank pupil, it was impossible that this could ever ripen into anything more than friendship.

The result of her uneasy feeling, which vaguely suggested the poaaibility of a serious quarrel and perhaps violence be

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tween the young men, was that Isabel Bourne kept a watchful eye upon them, which caused her the greatest suffering, for that mornirg after breakfast she saw Lord John go out armed with his hammer, after ringing the study bell and being in conversation with one of the mBids for a timie.

It seemed a small thing to do, petty in its way, and Isabel shrank from acting on what her mind suggested till she saw R'chard Kneller paea the window with a kind of alpenstock in his hand and take the same path aa his fellow-stu-dent.

This swept away her compunction, and, ringing the bell, the maid

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*?7©r0(l. "What did Lord John want?" she NSKOCI* "Some pieces of candle, ma'ano, and another box of matches." "Thank you that will do.'' "And cook saye, ma'am, that he sent the gardener into the town for a new, long piece of rope yesterday, and he has gone up the mountains with it in a coil, over his shoulder,, and with the big crowbar from the tool-shed."

The girl waited to be asked some more questions but none were forthcoming, and she Itf t. the room.

Isabel grew quite white as she st.ood there alone. She did not care for Lord John, she was sure—so she said to herself—but he might be going into danger and she did not like his being followed by Richard Kneller.

So Isabel Bourne put on her hat, took a basket and the little bright trowel from the hall and also went np the mountain. "Now. I'm not a betting man," said Lord JohD, "but I would lay a wager this morning that Master Richard Kneller comes sneaking after me to watch my movements and find out where I picked up that piece of gold quartz."

He burst into a hearty fit of laughter as he trudged along, for as he passed through the wooded glen he stooped down to pick up a piece of stone, and, looking between his legp, caught eight of Kneller j'isl. gliding among the trees. "That's it, is it?" said the young man, breaking the stone with his hammer, pretending to examine it carefully, and then throwing away the pisces. "Very well, my dear boy you hate me like sin for more reasons than one, and I don't like you, so here goes you're a miserable walker and climber, and I'll give you a dose."

The Bppnker administered his dosa to the man who looked upon himself as bis rival, in this wise he went straight for the mouth of the old mine by ft ditlicult, craggy route, going the while through a few matKinivres as of one watching to 663 that he was not observed and then, after a secretive glance around, plunged into a little wood, out at the other side, went round a shoulder of the mountain, down a very rough pass, and then stopped, panting. "Now, I could just dodge back here, hide behind a rock, and meet the sneaking rascal face to face. What an ass he would look! But no. I will not do that. He shall have a tramp it will sicken him of following my footsteps, so here goes."

Lord John tramped on conscious that Kneller WOB hidden among some stones half a mile away, watching him with a double glass, so he kept up his air of caution, passed over the brow of the mountain and went down the oth«r side, where, after a time, he took off the coii of rope from hia shouldar and threw himself unon a soft patch of the lovely purple heath, which made a deliriously elastic bad, and lay for a time gazing at the glorious prospect of mountain, lake and distant sea. The sunshine was warm aud the breezs invigorating, and after gazing at all around for a time, Lord John b^gan to dream of walking over these hills with Isabel then of taking her hand and journeying with her through, life, strong in a true loving faitb, ready to help each other over mental hill and round lakes of trouble—true husband, true wife to the end. "Hah!" he ejucu'ated, springing up "I don't think that's quite castle-building in the air, for, bless hei! I believe ehe likes me a little, and, please heaven, I'll make her like mo more. "WiBh I hadn't brought this rope and this heavy bar," he said. "But I'll leave them in the mine as I go back, and I shall not have to bring them another time. Bother!"

He dropped the crow bir, which struck upon a stone six feet below him, and glided off to go down another twenty before it stopped, and he had to descend in order to reach it. "What's this, I wonder?" he said, as he picked it up, and begnn to chip with it at a black vein of stona which came out to the surface there, and was easily broken into rough cubic pieces.

He picked one ^p, to find it very heavy, and o? dull black and brown with a yellowish oxide on the side where it wae not freshly fractured. "Looks like some kind of iron," he said, "only 1 dou't think there's iron about here. I'll see when I get back."

He placed a couple of the pieces in his pocket, shouldered his bar und started off to saunter slowly to the rectory.

The afternoon was far advanced as he got round the mountain, and the way being now more easy, he tuade for the rugged mouud where the old mine lay, crossing right over it by the ruined buildings at the shaft mouth. Here he hid his rope and bar, and strode down the side nearest home.

The slopes and ravines were so sudden that In the wooded hollows it was impossible to see what was going on twen ty yards away, and hence it was that, aa the rector's pupil followed a narrow path, and was about to turn the corner of a jutting rock, he stopped short with the blood Hushing to his face, and his hands clinching.

Two voices reached his ear, one quick and alarmed, the other low and passionate. "I tell you it is too late now," cried the latter "you know I love you, and sooner than you should be his, I'd kill him like a dog."

Lord John sprang forward at a cry, and the n-xt moment following the sight he had of Isabel struggling to drag her hands from Richaid Kneller's grasp, that gentlemen was rolling over and over down the steep slope toward where the little torrent ran, consequent upon a tremendous blow in the chest.

He did not descend far, for there were plenty of scrubby little oaks to break his fall, and he came rapidly back. "Dou't be alarmed, Miaa Bourne," eaid

Lord John, who was quivering with indignation. "How dare he! What?" The last exclamation waa consequent upon the action of Richard Kneller, who, whatever his faults, wae no coward. Mad now with rage, he reached the narrow path aud rushed at his advereary, and for the next few minutes, as Isabel clung to a tree, the two young men were engaged in a tierce struggle, in which heavy blows were exchanged, till Kneller went down once more.

He got up again, looking very white, and instead of attacking Lord John, began to brush the twigs from his tweed garments and said, as calmly as his breathless state would allow: "I say, Strathnor, aren't we behaving like a couple of blackguards before Miss Bourne." "Blackguard, sir? Your conduct"— "Yes, I know ft was disgraceful, and I have been doeervedly thrashed. Miss Bourne, I was angry and mad, and didn't know what 1 was saying. Pray forgive me. As for you, Strathnor, you've 'proved the better man. I am ashamed of all this. Shake hands." "Shake hands, sir?" cried Lord John, who was still quivering with anger. "Yes. We are neither of us marked.

Why should there be any trouble about this at the rectory?" "Are you afraid of beinsr ignominiously expelled from the place?" "Yee," sad Kneller, coolly, "I am, I have behaved badly, and I insulted Miss Bourne. You punished me, and I beg her pardon. Need there be any more trouble about my folly? Come, shake hands." "I cannot," said Lord John. "Miss Bourne, let me see you home. I muBt tell your father of all thie." "No, no, for heaven's sake don't upset the poor old man, and Mrs. Bourne," cried Kneller. "Hang it all, man! can I humble myself more? Come: as an English gentleman forgive me and shake hands." "Yee, yes, pray do, Lord John,' cried Isabel. "Mr. Kneller forgot himself and he regrets it deeply." "Indeed I do, and I beg your pardon humbly, Miss Bourne. I have had a lesson, and I shall take it to heart." "I don't want to make mischief," said Lord John, frankly, "and I l6ave it to Miss Bourne as to what she shall say at home. Do you wish me to shake hands with Mr. Kneller?"

Yee, yes pray, do!" cried the agitated girl. "There's my hand, then," suid Lord John and Kneller eagerly grasped it, but his struck quite cold aud damp to his late adversary, who now turned to Isabel. "You will let me see you home, Miss Bourne?" "I should be glad to go alone," she replied, in a pained voice. "I will take the little path through the wood here, and get in bp the garden."

Lord John drew baok and, trembling with apprehension and hard pressed to keep back her tears, Isabal was about to go, bu- she turned back.

You will not quarrel again?" she Baid, anxiously, as she gazed up in her defender's face.

On my word of honor, no," be said, smiling. "Don't be alarmed," said Kneller bitterly, as he threw himself down among the moes. "I'm beaten."

Isabel glanced at both in turn and then sped hastily away through the trees, while the young men remained gazing in each other's eyes. "Coming on?" said Lord John, at last. "No. I shall lie here till I'm cool," was the half laughing reply.

He said no more, but as he lay there with his lips drawn in and hie handsome countenance distorted by the passion which raged, there was a low, grating sound heard from time to time very strongly suggestive of the grinding of teeth.

CHAPTER VI.

HOW RICHARD KNELLER TOOK HIS UEFEAT.

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Naturally enough, Isabel Bourne went straight to her mother to tell of all that had passed, and to ask her whether she ought not to speak to her father at once.

But Mrs. Bourne was a sweet-tem-tered, amiable woman, with a horror of trouble, and she begged her child to say nothing. "He waa punished, aud he humbly apologized, my dear," she exclaimed, "so we must forgive him. But, Bell, my darling, there must be nothing between you and Mr. Kneller or Lord John." "There is nothing, mamma, and there will be nothing," said Isabel, firmly, and so the matter passed over and a month glided by.

Richard Kneller seemed to be quite changed. Ever since the encounter in the wood his conduct had been that of a frank youog fellow, who regretted what had passed, and, without being assuming, he was tenderly respectful to Isabel, while, before long, Lord John began asking himself whether he had not misjudged his character.

The latter paid visit ufter visit to the mine, and, familiarizing himself with its various galleries, laughed at hie adventure, and felt ready to put out the light he carried at any time and trust to his knowledge of the place to tind his way out in the dark.

He had penetrated, in different directions, to the spots where work had ceBsed, and there were in these blind alleys, carved on the stone, the marks of the steel-pointed pioks and the halfbored holes that would have been charged with powder for the next blast but everywhere it was the same—plenty of copper ore too poor to be worth working, and where he came upon veins of galena running through the quartz they had the same bad quality, to-wit, that it wruld cost a sovereign to obtain twenty shillings' worth of metal.

He had paused over and over egsiu by one or other of the shafts, of which there wero three, poorly protected, near the brow of the great hill. One was reached by a short, gallery, and then descended perpendicularly—a dark, grue some looking place another was a rough jogged hole descending at a very steep angl* and the third, though nearly as steep in its descent, was a huge, zigzag rift running right down into the mountain, the width of the old copper-bear-ing vein—a little over a yard—but a good fifty feet long, and lees repellent from its being impossible to look right down into its depths.

This was the one which the adventurer had determined to descend, for there were shelving slopes upon which he could land and examine the side6 old props across here and there timbers upon which platforms had been erected, doubtless for the men to toil at the winches by which the ore was raised, and in addition, one of theee old winches still remained rotten and rusty, but strong enough to bear the venturesome investigator, who secured to it his rope.

It was a task which required plenty of nervp, and the young man knew it, as be stood gazing down, hesitating about making the attempt and musing thereon. "It's risky,'' he said, "but I must doit.

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And what is it, after all, compared to the risks of those who crossed the seas two or three hundred years ago. Just a little bit of gymnastics on a rope, such as I've done a hundred times for pleasure."

He stepped back and glanced round the place at the old sheds and the rusty tools lying about. In one weatherstained wooden buildiog weie the remains of a blacksmith's forge, with the rotting bellows close by, but the anvil and hammers were gon, though in one corner lay half a dpzen old pick-heads which had been brought in to be newly pointed.

He walked to a heap of ashes in the old forge, and pushing them aside took out his rope, and made a step or two toward the pit, but hesitated, threw down the coil of rope, recovered it, and walked back to the great shaft. "I'll come in good time to morrow morning," he said to himself, "if it'B a bright sunnv day sunlight is better than candles."

He stooped and picked a great flat stone from the rough, mortarless wall which had been erected as a proctsction round the shaft, and heaved it in, to stand listening as it struck a few yards down, and then slipped a little way along a sharp slope, struck again, and finally fell with a hollow plunge into water. "That would be the very worst of it," he said to himself. "Not pleasant a deep dive and then out into that old adit. Sounds horrible, but it would not mean danger. I could get out."

He threw in another stone, and another, and all seemed to strike in the

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spots, and to fall as "before. "Yes this will be the place," he said to himself, "and I shall not feel FO coward ly when I start at it. Hang it, I wish I were a braver man."

He drew back from the opening, stepped over the dilapidated wall and began to descend. "I'm afraid I am a coward." he said, half aloud, "but I mean to fight it out with my weakness, and I shall win."

As the young man slowly descended there was a slight movement among some ferns growing higher up in a "large rift where the rugged stones were piled up together, and by slow degrees and with excessive caution a bend was raised above the growth, till ite owner could make out the descending form of Lord John.

It was some time b-fore the ferns were pushed aside and the watcher crept, cautiously out to make his way up the rift to the ridge of the hill, over which he passed quite out of Lord John's sight, had he looked back.

Had he been able to make out the retreating figure he would have realized that it was Richard Kneller who had been intently watching, and had he possessed the information it might have proved extremely valuable, for he would have known that Kneller had lain up there waiting for his coming several t'mes, and, what is more, had gone into the shed and looked at the rope and examined with a magnifying glass the specimens of quartz his fellow student, brought in from time to time.

For, in spite of the way in which he ignored Lord John's gold-searching, the interest he seemed to take in it was very great. [To UE (TlNC'r.UDKD NEXT SUNDAY.|

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As a matter of good faith to its subscribers the Express has inquiries of a few among the many who have ordered the U. S. COOK STOVE DRIER, with a view to determining the merits of the drier. The following letter was received in response to this inquity:]

KANSAS, 111., September 4th, 1889.

GEO. M. ALLEN, ESQ. DEAR SIR: In response to your inquiry, I would say we have tried the drier on corn, peaches, etc., and find it a grand success dries quickly, thoroughly and very evenly and without burning or scorohing. My folks say it is just what they have long wanted. All the drying we have done has been by heat that wbould otherhave gone to waste. Have made no extra firee for the wise maohine's benefit. Truly," E. G. ROSE. ADDRKSS:

GEO. M. ALLEN,

Publisher The Express,

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