Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 16, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 October 1882 — Page 6

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

THE DOCTOR.

When weary grows the aching head And wandering pains oppress us, While, tossing on a sleepless bed,

Htrange thoughts and fears dtotrow an When toe parched tongue is stiff and dry And cheetn with fever burning When Sight Is painful to the eye,

Aud all the room wenu turning, We like to see the doctor. When to one room for days and night 1

Linger I ng disease has bound

jm,

Till wearie«i with Its sound* and sights And tired of all around usj WKcn watching flies and thing that crawl

Heern* all our earthly mission, The very j»aper on the wall Orowi itatefui to our vision

We like to nee the doctor.

When colic pains contracts the brow, Aud awful cramps appaiI as When "neuth the piiUy stroke we bow,

Or frightful wound befall us: When broken bone#, rheumatic-Joints, Or gouty toes are aching When pierced by balls, or sabre points,

with the ague shaking, We like to seethe doctor.

Bnt when restored to health and strength, Life brightening up before us, We think with terror of 'In length

Of bit now hitnglriRo'er us, Wh«-n ijocketliooka are looking flat And incomes not increasing, While dally wants of th!« and that tttlll huunts us without ceasing,

We had a little rather not see the doctor Mary H. Wheeler in Saturday Night.

From the

From the N. Y. Sun FLIP.

Y.'Sun.

A CALIFORNIA ROMANCE.

BRET IIARTE.

PART III.—CHAPTER V.

The long parched Summer bad drawn to Its dusty close. Much of it was already blown abroad and dissipated on trail and turnpike, or crackled in harsh, unciastlc fibers on hillside and meadow. Home of It had disappeared in the palpable smoke by day and tiery creata by night of burning forests. The besieging fogs on the Coaat Range daily thinned their hosts, and at last vtuiished. Tbe wind changed Irom northwest to aouthwost. The salt breath of the sea was 011 the summit. And then one day the atari tig unchanged sky was faiwtly touchcd with rouiote mysterious clouds, and grew tremulous in expression. The next morning dawned upou a newer face in the heavens, ou ehangod woods, on altered outlines, 011 vanished Croats, ou forgotten distance. It was raining.

Four weeks of thlschange, with broken spares of sunlight and intense blue aerial

Inlands,

rockwi

and then a storm set in.

All dav the summit pines and redwoods

hi tho blast. At times tho outset

of the rain seemed to 1)3 held back by the furv of the gale, or was visibly seen in jiharp waves on the hill-side. Unknown and concealed watercourses suddenly overflowed thetraita, pools became lakes, and

brooks*

rivers. Midden from tbe

storm, and sylvan silence of sheltered valleys was broken by the impetuous rush of waters even the tiny steamlet that traversed Flip's retreat In the Gin and Ulnger Woods became acaacade.

Tho storm drove Falrley from his •couch early. The falling of a large tree acrnMt the trail, and the sudden overHow of a small stream beside it, hastened his steps. Hut be was doomed to encounter what was to him a more disagreeable object—a human ligure. By the iHKlragglfd drapory that flapped and and fluttered in the wind, by the long unkempt hair that bid tbe face and eyes and by the groteequelly misplaced bonnet, the old man recognized one of his old tiwpassers—an Indian squaw. "Clear out 'er that! Couiemake tracks «will ye?" tho old man screamed bat toere the wind stopped his voice, and and drovo him aualust a hazel husb. "Me heap sick/' answered the squaw ahlverlng thiougb her muddy shawl. ••I'll make yea heap slckor if ye don't vanioine the ranch," continued Falrley, advancing. "Me wantee Wangee girl. Wangee girl give me heap grub," said the squaw without moving. ••You Uu your life," groaned the old man to himself. Nevertheless an Idea Atruck him. "Ye ain't brought ne present*, hev ye?" he asked cautiously. ••Ye ain't got no ponty things for poor Wangee .girl lie continued insinuatingly.) "Mi got heap

cache

«IT®S

nuts and berries,"

•Aid the squaw. •'Oh, lu course 1 In course! That's lust It," screamed Falrley: "you've got •ein cached only two mile from ver, and •ou'll go and "get 'em for half dollar, caahdm\n." "Me bring Wangee girl to ccwwAr," replied the Indian, pointing to the wood. "Honest Injln."

Another Jbrlght Idea struck |Mr. Falrley. But it required jsoiue elaboration. "Hurrying the squaw with hintt through the pelting rain, he reached tbe shelter of the corral. Vainly tbeahlverlug aborigine drew her tightly bandaged pajv»ose closer to her square flat 'breast, and looked longln*!^ toward 4h« cabin the old tnao. backed her against the palisade. JiSfWuMou*ly imparted his dark in lent Ions to employ ber to keep watch and ward over the rancho, aim especially over lis mlstross—"clear out all the tramp* Veptiu' yourself, and I'll keep ye In grub and turn." Many and deliberate repetitions of this offer lu various formsat last seemed to affect the squaw she nodded violently, and wIkhhI the last word "rum."' "Now," she added. The old auan hesitued she wa* In .xwwmsimi of fcts secret he gnwsned, and, pnmi%lng an immediate installment of liquor, led her lo (hecabin.

Th*» door was so securely fastened imiimi tl«»impact »f lite of the stonn that main moments olsjvstd before the bar was drawn, aud the old man had heroin*' impatient aud profane. W ben it w».-« artly opened by Flip be hastily *llpp«*l in, dragging the squaw after htm. aud cast one single suspicious lance around th* nideapartmeut which erved as a sitting room. Flip bud apparently been writiug. A small ink*taml was still on the table, but her paper had evidently been concealed before she allowed tnem to enter, Tbe

aol*»

usw instantly squatted before the hearth, warmed ber bundled baby, and left tbe ceremony of introduction to tier companion. Flip regarded the two with calm preoccupation and indlffereuce. The only thing that touched her Interest was the old squaw** draggled *kirt and limp necberchief. They were Klip's own, long slope abannoned and castotT in the Gin and (linger Woods. "Secret# sgain," whined Farley, still eyeing FUy furtively. "Secrets again. In course In course-jisa so. Secrets that must be kep from the ole man. Derk doings by one's own flesh mad

blood. Goon! got Flip did not reply. She bad even lost the interest in ber old dress. Perha, only touched some note in un with ber revery. "Can't ye get the poor critter some whiskey?" be queried, fretfully. "Ye used to be peart enuffbefare." As Flip turned to tbe eorner to lift tbe demijohn, Fairley took occasion to kick the squaw with his foot, and indicate by extravagant pantomime that the bargain was not to be alluded to before the girl. "Flip poured out some whiskey in a tin cup, and approaching the squaw, handed it to her. Its like ez not,"continued Fairley to bis daughter, but looking |at the

The oik man rose with a fretful cry "And why in blazes didn't you say so first?" be screamed' catching up his axe and rushing to the door. "Ye didn°t give me a chance," said Flip, raising her eyes for the first time With an impatient imprecation, Fairley darted by ber and rushed into the wood. In an instant she had shut the door and bolted it. In the same

So It would have been," he said gloomily, "but for some dog down here who is hunting up an old scent

spot him yet, and-

All

squaw,"

that

shell be huntin' the woods off and on, and kinder looking after the last pit near tbe Madronos ye'llgive her grub and licker ezsbe likes, well, d'ye near, Flip Are ye moon In' again with yer secrets? What's gone with ye?"

I/the child were dreaming, it was delicious dream. Her magnetic eyes suffused by a strange light, as thou tbe eye itself bad blushed her full pu showed itself more in tbe rounding outline of ber cheek than in any deepening of color indeed, if there was any heightening of tint, it was in her freckles, which fairly glistened like tiny spangles. Her eyes were down cast, her shoulders slightly bent, but ber voice was low and clear and thoughtful as ever, ••One o' the big pines above the Madrono pit has blown over into the run. "It's choked up the water, and it's risin' fast. Like ez not it's pourin'over into tho pit by this time."

instant

Flip laughed,which encouraged Lance to another attempt to kiss her. She evaded it by diving ber bead into his waistcoat, and saying, "There's father." "But he's gone to clear away that tiee suggested Lance.

One of Flip's significant silences followed. ••Oh, I see." he laughed. "That was a plan to get him away! Ah!" She had released herself. "Whydid you come like that?" she said, pointing to his wig and blanket. "To see if you'd know me," he responded. "No," said Flip, dropping her eyes, "it was to keep other people from knowing you. You re hidin' agin." "I am," returned Lance "but," he interrupted, gayly, "it's only tbe same old thing." "But you wrote from Monterey that it was all over," she persisted.

If Flip

set the

squaw there instead.

father

ftoi

the squaw

arose,dashed the long hair not only from her eyes, but from her head, tore away her shawl and blanket, and revealed the square shoulders of Lance Harriott' Flip remained leaning against the door but the young man in rising droppec the bandaged papoose,which rolled from his lap into the fire. Flip, with a cry, sprang toward it but Lanco caught her by tbe waist with ono arm, as with the other he dragged tbe bundle from tbe Oames. "Don't be alarmed," he said, gayly, "it's only "What?" said Flip,'trying to disengage herself. "My coat and trousers."

T'n

I'll

He stopped sud-

puvv u»u4 wv) ri 7

denly, with such utter abstraction of hatred in bis fixed and glittering eyes that she almost feared nim. She laid her hand quite unconsciously on his arm. He grasped it—his face changed. "I couldn't wait any longer to see you, Flip, so I came here anyway," he went 1 gayly. "1 thought to hang round jd get a chance to speak to you first, when I fell afoul of the old man. He didn't know me, and tumbled right in my little game. Why, do you believe he wants to hire me for my grub and liquor, to act as a sort of sentry over you aud tho ranch?" And hero he related with great gusto the substance of his interview. "I reckon as he's that suspicious," lie concluded, "Id better play it out now as I've begun, only it's mighty hard I can't see you here before tbe tjre iu your fancy toggery, Flip, but but must dodge iu aud out of the wet underbrush in tbese yer duds of yours that I picksd up in the old place in the Gin and (finger Woods." "Then you came here just to see me?" asked Flip. "1 did.'' "For only that?" "Only that."

Flip dropped her eyes, Lance had got his other arm around her waist, but her resisting little haud was still potent. "Listen," she said at last, without looking up, but apparently talking to the intruaitig arm, "when Dad cotnes I'll get him to send you to watch the damond pit. It Isn't far it's warm, and—" •What?" •111 come after a bit and see you. Quit foolin* now. If you'd only have come here like yourself—like—like—a white man.*' "The *»ld man," interrupted Lance, would have just passed me on to the summit. I couldu't have played the lost fisherman ou him at this time of year." "Yecould have been stopped at tbe Crossing by high water, you silly," said the girl. "It was." This grammatical obsenritv referred to the stage coach. "Yes, lut I might have been tracked to this cabin. And look here. Flip," he naki, suddenly straightening himself, and llftiug lite girl's face to a level with bis own. 1 don want you to lie any more for me. It alnt right." •'All right. HeJueeduH go to the pit, then, and I won't come." -Flip!" "And here's Dad coming. Quick!"

Lauce chose to put his own interpretation on this last adjuration. The resisting little band was now lying quite limp on his shoulder. He drew ber brown, bright face near his own. felt her spiced breath on his l'ps, his up, bis cheeks, his hot eyelkis, his swimming eyee, ki*sed her, hurriedly replaced his wig and blanket, and dropped bwlde tbe fire with tbe tremulous laugh of youth and innocent tfr-t passion. Flip bad withdrawn to the window, and was looking out upou the rocking pine*. "He don't seem to be coming," said Lance, with a half shy laugh. "No," responded Flip demurely, pressing her hot oval cheek against the wet panes:"I reckon I was mistaken. You're sure," she added, looking resolutely another way, but still trembling like a magnetic needle toward Lance, as he moved slightly before the fire, "you're sure you'd like me to coine to you?" "Sure, Flip?" "Hash!" said Hip, as this reassuring ottery of reproachful astonishment ap umred about to be emptoited by a forward amatory dash of Lancet "husb! he's coming this time, s«ue.n

wet* ly sponged ingly profane. It ^pw^ tbat tbere was, imbed, tne that had fallen in the

Yet under this.perfunctory rebuke his weak vanity coulu not be hidden, and he enjoyed the evident admiration of a creature whom he believed to be halfwitted and degraded all the more keenly because it did not.make him jealous. She could not take Flip from him. Rendered garrulous by liquor, he went to voice his contempt for those who might atteihpt it. Taking advantage of bis daughter's absence to resume her homely garments, he whispered confidentially to Lance:

Ye see these yer fine dresses,ye might think is present. Pr'aps.Flip lets 011 they are? Pr'aps she don't know»any better. But they ain't presents. They're only samples o' dressmaking and jewelry that a vain, conceited shrimp of a feller up in Sacramento sendsdown here to et customers for. In course I'm to pay or 'em. In course ho reckons I'm to do it. In course I calkilate to do it but he needn't try to plav 'em off as presents.

talks suthin'o'coming down here, sportiu' hisself off on Flip as a fancy buck Not ez long ez the old tnaH's here —you bet." Thoroughly carried away by his fancied wrongs, it was perhap fortunate that he did not observe the flashing eyes of

Lance

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING

"run bnt that, far from diverting the had momentarily shot out into the dark' overflow into the pit, it had established ness, and swept them a doxen yards "back water." which had forced another away. Gaining the lee of a madrono tree, outlet opened his blanketed arms, enfolded the

this might have been detected at girl, and felt her for one brief moment once by any human intellect not die- -tremble and nestle in his bosom hke tractd by correspondence with strangers, some frightened animal. "Well,' he and enfeebled by habitually scorning said,

ana vuiwuiw uj *»vv *"***d »/_

um BUUulliovinuvu v*

gayly,

the intellect of its own progenitor. This ered herself. You re safe reckless selfishness bad further only re- where outside the house.

.. a ft *«. fkam trv.nlAT

limbs, and the internal a^pjinistration way.' of whisky. Having thus spoken. Mr. The four flickering, scattered lights Fairley, with great prompitude ana in- presently dropped into line. The trail fantine simplicity, at once bared two had been found they were coming nearlegs of entirely differently colors and er. Flip breathed quickly the spiced mutely waited for his daughter to rub aroma of her presence filled the blanket them.

SUlDin S euwiur lJtsr vv uu, tficu- twiwo ouuv

1 f. ji & mit 1A fvoahann/1 VI1' his conduct came out with freshened vigor under tbe gentle stimulation of spirit. "On an evening like this," he bemra, comfortably settling himself on tbe floor beside the chimney, "ye might rig yerself out in them new duds aud fancy tixin's that that Sacramento shrimp sent ye, and let your own flesh and blood see ye. If that's too much to do for your ole dad, ye might do it to please that Digger squaw as a christian act."

Whether in the bidden depths of the old man's consciousness there was a feeling of paternal

vanity

behind his lank

and lustreless wig but seeing only the figure of Lance as he bad conjured bim, UKUir Ul UttUtC oe uw 1 7 he went on "That's why I want you to against the crack. 1 ITamm hAvnti. UT^aT knnw Tjir hang around her. Hang around herontil my boy—him that's comin' home on visit—gets here, and |I reckon he'll clear out that yar Sacramento counter jumper. Only let me^et a sight o'bim afoie Flip does. Eh? D'ye hear? Dog

"what next Flip recov-

in.*.. «.—» herself. "You're safe now anyBut did you

did thisall unconsciously as he drew her tightly beside him. He

and with the mechanical dexterity of had forgotten the storm that raged previous habit, it was because she did around them, the mysterious foe that a. a MAMAMAAWAe ntti) t«*au annfv\o/*hiny llfltl I

at the diamond*^!t"to-night~ iad,"~she tbebutcher." "What do they want said- "and I've been reck'nin'you might continued Lance. "Me. said Flip, coy-

can show ly. You?" "Yes let{8 run away"

her what to do." Half leading, half dragging her friend, »r what to ao. """*81 But to FJp's momentary discomfiture, Flip made her way with unerring woodjr

promptly objected. "Mebbe cralt dowu.the ravine. Tbe sound of the I've got 8uthin's else for ber to do. Meb- voices and even the tumult of the^ storm I've

»v«

be I may have my secrets too—eh?" he became fainter, an acrid smell of burn said, with dark significance, at the same ing green wood smarted Lanbe's lips time administering a signifiant nudge to and eyes in the midst of the darkness »hi»h Unt. nn th« voiinir man's beneath him Kraduallv a faint, gigantic

»M3ilUK Olguiuouw v^v 1 kept up the young mau's beneath him gradually a faint, gigantic exasperation. "No, she'll rest yer a bit nimbus likeja lurid eye glowed snd sank, ««t»ii cat. her tr» wntohin' ouivered ana faded with the spent breath just now. "I'll set her to watchin' quivered and faded with the spent breath suthin' else, like as not, when I want of the gale as it penetrated their retreat. ljer» "Tbe pit," wliisiiered Flip "it's safe on

Flip fell into one of her suggestive the other side," she added, cautiously silences. Lance watched ber earnestly, skirting the orbit of the ^reat eye, and mollified by a single furtive glance from leading him to a sheltered nest of bark her significant eyes the rain dashed and sawdust. It was warm and odorous, against the windows, and occasionally Nevertheless, they both deemedlit necesspattered and hissed in tbe hearth of tbe sary to enwrap themselves in the single broad chimney, and Mr. David Fairley, blanket. The eye beamed fitfully upon somewhat assuaged by tbe internal ad- them, occasionally a wave of lambent ministration of whiskey, grew more tremulousness passed across it ite weirdloquacioua. The genius of incongruity ness was an exuse for their drawing and inconsistency

which

generally ruled nearer each other in playful terror.

Flip."

in showing

this wretched aborigine tne value ana importance of tbe treasure she was about to guard, I cannot say.

Hip darted an interrogatory look at Lance, who nodded a quiet assent, and she flew into the iuner room. She did not linger on the detals of her toilet, but reappeared almost tho next moipent in her new finery, buttoning the neck of her gown as she entered tbe room, and chastely stopping at the-window tocbariftteristically pull up her stocking. The peculiarity of her situation increased her usual shyness she played with tbe black and gold beads of a nandsouie necklace— Lance's last gift—as the merest child might her unbuckled shoe gave the squaw a natural opportunity of showing her admiration and devotion by insisting upon buckling it, aud gave Lance under that disguise an opportunity of covertly kissing the little foot and ankle in tbe shadow of the chimney an event whioh provoked slight hysterical symptoms in Flip, and caused ber to sit suddenly down in spite of the remonstrance df her parent. "Ef you can't quit gigglln' and squirmin' like an Injun baby yourself, ye'd better git rid o' them duds," he ejaculated with peevish scorn.

Flip was sileut. She was thinking. Believing that tbe men were seeking her only,she Knew that tbeir attention would be directed from her companion when it was found out he was no longer with her, and she dreaded to meet them in his irritrble presence. "Go," she said, tell Dad Something's gone vyong in the diamond pit, and I'm watchffig It *r bim here." "And you "I'll go there and wait for bim. If he can't get rid of tbem, aud they follow him there, I'll come back here and meet you. Anyhow, L'll manage to have Dad wait therte a spell."

She took his haud and led bim back by a different path to the trail. He was surprised to find that the cabin, its window glowing from the tire, was only a hundred yards away. "Go in the back way, by the shed. Don't go in tbe room nor near the light if you can. Don't talk inside, but call or beckou to Dad. Remember," she said with a laugh, "vou're keeping watch of me for him. Pull your hair down on your eyes, so." This operation, like most feminine embellishments of the masculine toilet, was attended by a kiss, and Flip, stepping back into the shadow, vanished in the storm.

Lance's first movements were inconsistent with his assumed sex. He picked up his draggled skirt, and drew a bowie knife from his boot. From his bosom be took a revolver, turning the chambers noiselessly as he felt the caps. He then crept toward the cabin softly and gained the shed. It was quite dark but for a pencil of light piercing a crack of the rude ill-titting door that opened 011 the sitting room. A single voice not unfamiliar to him, raised iu half brutal triumph, greeted his ears. A name was mentioned—his own His angry haud was on tbe latch. One moment more and he would have burst the door, but in that instant another name was uttered —a name that dropped his hand from the latch and the blood from bis cheeks. He staggered backward, passed his hand swiftly across liis forehead, recovered himself with a gesture of mingled rage and despair, and sinking on his knees beside tne door, pressed his hot temples

"Do I know Lance Harriott said the voice. "Do I know the ruffian Didn't I hunt him a year ago into the brush three miles from the Crossing Didn't we lose sight ol him the very day be turned up yer at this ranch, and got

afoie Flip does. Eb? D'ye near uog ne turneu up ywr mi.b ».. mv akin il I don't believe tbe In- smuggled over Into Monterey Atn it ^7-'. .. Ti A* da VU or) ArkflViMW KAtW

jln's drunk." It was fortunate that at that moment Flip reappeared, and, dropping on the hearth between ber father and the Infuriated Lance, let her haud slip in his with a warning pressure. Tbe light touch momentarily recalled him to himself and her, but not until tbe quick-witted girl bad bad repealed to ber in one startled wave of con-

BlltUKlLiVVI V»WI the

Fame

man as killed Arkansaw Bob—

Bob Ridley—the name be went by in Sonora? And who was Bob Ridley, eh? Who Why you old fool, it was Bob Fairley—yoitr son

The old "mau's voice roee querulous a in is in "What are ye talkin' about?" interrupted tbe first speaker. "I tell you I

Piousness the full extent of Lance's in- know. Look at tbese pictures, I round tirmity of temper. With tbe instinct of 'em on his body. Look at em. Picawakened tenderness came a sense of re- tures of you and your girl. Praps sponsibility and a vague premonition of you'll deny them. Pr'aps you II tell me danger, ine coy blossom of ber heart I lie when I tell you he told me be was was scarce unfolded before it was chilled your son told me bow be ran away by approaching shadow*. Fearful of from you, how you were llyln some0be knew not what, she hesitated. Every where in the mountains makin gold or moment of Lances stay was Imperilled gutbin' else outer charcoal. He told me by a mingle word that might spring from who he was as a seiret. He never let on his suppressed white lips heyond and he told it to any one else. And wnen 1 above tbe suspicions his sudden with- found that the man who killed bim, drawl might awaken in ber father's Lauce Harriott, had been hidin here, breast, she was dimly conscious of some bad been sendin' spices® all around to mysterious terror without that awaited iind ont all about your son, bad ueen bim. She listened to the furious on- foolin' yoti and tryin' to ruin your gal slaught of tbe wiod upon tbe sycamores as be had killed your boy, 1 know that tiesioe their cabin,and thought she heard he knew it too." it there she listened to the sbary fusil- "Liar!"' lade of rain upon roof and pane, and the The door feel In with a crash. There turbulent roar and rush of leaping

was tbe

mountain torrents at there very feet, face, still half hidden by tbe long trailand fancied it was there. She suddenly ing black locks of h#r that curled like sprang to the window, and, pressing ber Medusa's around It. A cry of terror eyes to the pane,saw throught tbe misty filled tbe room. Three of tbe men daabturmoil of tossing boughs and swaying ed from the door and fled precipitately, btanches tbe scintilaung intermittent The man who bad spoken sprang totiatnesof torehee moving on the trail ward bis rifle In the chimney above, and knew it was there! Bnt tbe movement was his last a blindflesh *nd shattering report Interbetween bim ana bis weapon, indifwrent tone, "loeni hhorb ine impulse carried htm forward beadup toward the diamond pit. Likely it's long into tbe fire, that hlmed and splntwith bis blood, and Lance Harriott, his smoking pistol, strode pas* him to tbe door. Already far down the intA Um kmI trail there were hurried voiesa, tbe crack into tbe road. Vr: .2d SSlla* I"??"?1"*

Chaitkr VI. growing fainter and fcdntwr in the dteThe wind eharged down upon then, tanoa.lance

sudden apparitioi\of a demoniac

u?«iD55S,,n!^^

"Well "What did the other two want To see you,

toof"

"Likely," said Flip, without the least trace of coquetry. "There's been a lot of strangers yer. off and on." "Perhaps you like to go back and see them?" "Do you want me to

Lance's reply was a kiss. Nevertheless he was vaguely uneasy. "Looks a little as if were running away, don't it?" be suggested. "No," said Flip, "they think you're only a squaw it's me they're after." Lance smarted a little at this infelicitous speech. A strange aud irritating sensation bad been creeping over bim— it was his first experieuce of shame and remorse. "I reckou I'll go back and see," he said, rising abruptly.

gat so rigid and motionless, his fixed eyes staring vacantly at tbe body on the hearth. Before him on the table lay the cheep photographs, one evideutlv of himself, taken in some remote ep -ch of complexion, one ot a child which Lance recognizKl as Flip. ••Tell me." said Lance, hoarsely, laying his quivering head on the table, "was Bob Ridly your son?" "My son," echoed the old man in a strange far-off voice, without turning his eyes from the corpse—"My son

—is—is there!" pointing to the dead man. "Hush! Didn't he tell you so? Didn you hear him say it Dead—dead —shot—shot!"' "Silence! are you crazy, man?" reted Lance, tremblingly ""tbatis not 3 Ridley, but a dog, a coward, a liar, gone to his reckoning. Hear me! If

Iourson

1D MUffht IllS

was Bob Ridley, I swear to God

never knew it, now or—or—then. Do

Sevehear

ou me? Tell me! Do you beme? Speak! You shall speak." He laid his hand almost meuacingly on the old man's shoulder. Fairley slowly raised his head. Lance fell back with a groan or horror. The weak lips were wreathed with a feeble imploring smile, but the eyes were in the fretful peevish suspicious spirit hud dwelt were bland and tenantless the flickeriug intellect that bad lit them was blown out and vanished.

Lance walked toward the door and remained motionless for a moment, gazing into the nigbt. When he turned uack again toward tbe tire bis face was as colorless as tbe dead mau's on tbe hearth the tire of passion was gone from his beaten eye* his step was hesitatingly aud slow. He went up to tbe tabled "I Jsay, old man," he said with strange .smile and an odd, premature suggestion of the infinite weariness of death in his voice, "you wouldn't mind giving me this, would you aud he took up the picture of Flip. Tbe old man nodded repeatedly. "Thank you," said Lance. He went to the door, paused a moment and returned. "Gooa-by, old man," he said, holding out bis liand Fairley took it with a childish smile "He's dead," said tbe old man softly, holding Lance's hand, but pointing to the hearth. "Yes," said Lance, with the faintest of smiles on the palest of faces. "You feel sorry for any one tliat't dead, don't you?" Fairley nodded again, Lance looked at him with eyes as remote as his own, shook bis head, and turned away. When he reached the door ho laid his revolver carefully, and, indeed, somewhat ostentatiously upon a chair. But when he stepped from the threshold he stopped a moment in the light of tbe open door to examine tbe lock of a small derringer wbi he drew from his pocket. He then shut the door carefully, and with the same slow, hesitating step foil his wav into the night.* lie had but one idea in his mind—to find some lonely spot some spot whore the footsteps of man would never penetrate, some spot that would yield him rest, sleep, obliteration, forgetfulness, —and, above all, wuere he would be forgotten. He bad seen such places—surely there were many—where bones were picked up of dead men wh« had laded from the earth and had left no other record. If he could only keep his senses now he might find such a spot, but he must be careful, for her little feet wont evervwhere, and she mu»t never see him again alive or dead. And in the midst of his thoughts, aud the darkness, and the storm, he heard a voice at his side— "Lauce, how long have you been

Left to himself, the old man again fell into a vacant contemplation of the dead body before him, until a stronger blast swept down like an avalanche upon the cabin, burst through tbe ill-fastened door and broken chimney, and, dashing the ashes and living embers over the floor, filled the room with blinding smoke and flame. Fairley rose with a feeble cry, and then, as if actet| upon by some dominant memory, groped under the bed until he found his buckskin bag and bis precious crystal, and fled precipitately from the room. Lilted by this second shock from his apathy, he returned to the fixed idea of his life—the discovery and creation of tbe diamond— and forgot all else. The feeble grasp that his shaken intellect kept of the events of tbe night relaxed, tbe disguised Lance, tbe story of his son, the murder slipped into nothingness there remained only the one idea—his nightly watch by tbe diamond pit. The instinct of long habit was stronger than the darkness or the onset of the storm, and he kept his tottering way over stream and fallen timber until he reached the spot. A sudden tremor seemed to shake tbe lambent flame that had lured him on. He thought he beard the sound of voices tbere was signs of recent disturbance—footprints In tbe sawdust! With a cry of rtge and suspicion, Fairley slipped into the pit and sprang toward the nearest opening. To his frenzied fancy it bad been tampered with, his secret discovered, the fruit of his long ^labors stolen from bim that very night. With superhuman strength he began to open tho pit, scattering the half-cnarred flogs right and left, and giving free vent to the suffocating gases that arose from the now incandescent charcoal. At times the fury of tbe gale would drive it back and bold it against the sides of the pit, leaving the opening free at times, following tbe blind

Instinct

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of habit, the demented

man would fall upon bis face and bury hisnoseand mouth in tbe wet bark and sawdust. At last, the paroxysm past, he sank back again in his old apathetic attitude of watching, the attitude he had so often kept besiae his sylvan crucible. In this attitude and in silence he waited a

It came with a bush in tbe storm it came with blue openings in tbe broken up and tumbled heavens it came with stars that glistened first, and then paled, and at last sank drowning in those deep cerulean lakes It came with those cerulean lakes broadening Into vaster seas, whose shores expanded at last into one illimitable ocean, cerulean no more, but flecked with crimson and °pal dyes it came with the lightly lifted misty curtain of the day, torn and rent on crag and pine top, bnt always lifting- It came with the sparkle of emerald in the grasses, and the flash of diamonds in every »prayf with a whisper hi the iwtKeoing wood*, and voice® in too traveled roadsand trails.

The sound of tbese voices stopped before tbe pit, and seemed to interrogate tbe old man. Ha came, and, putting his finger on bis lipa, made a sigw of caution. When three or four men bad descended be bade tbem follow bim, fcylag, weakly and disjointedly, but persistently "My

boy

... my son

Robert' came home came home at last here with Flip both of tbem Come and tee!"

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