Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1851-07-24
The Daughter Of Night:
AsTORY OF THE PRESENT TINT
BY $. w. fULLoM,
CHAPTER XVIII.

=, CHAPTER XVIII
Back Jem, as soon as the object of this inter
view with Helen Belwood was attained. hurrie,
OH 70 the pit village, exulting at his success An
iheAnaustiDie mine now seemed open to him, t(
which, while holding possession Of his secret, he
could return at will, and always find fresh heap.
OF treasure. Chewing the soothing cud of thi,
reflection, whistling lively ditty, and swinging
tramp-stlsk in his hand in token of exuberen
satisfaction, ne arrived at his domicil. which, bt
it observed, now boastcd for its mistress In,
quondam doll Stukely.
"Weil, how got zee on?' cried Doll. as he en-.
tered. .'Dd her fork out the chinks?"
"Nee!her,' answered Jem, hinging himself o,
large box, which served the double purpose OF
seat and wardrobe.
"Where be it, thenl How much did her tip?
!Coome, Jem; be brick, and tell us. Thou's go
| IL all roght, bain't 'ee.'
"Pretty well, thank ye. Loak We here What
DO zee say to them?" Aud he produced the
bracelets
sob, gosh! them be foine! They's for |.
Know. Give 'em here will 'ee!'
'lo' amt obligated to snatch 'em that way.
yo' baggage. kotce, if thou snatches thing oui
throat"
81 amt snatchin', and don't yo' coome none
o. your bounce,' cried Doll. as she thrust the
bracelets in her pocket and then stood akimbo
slhee amt goln' to sarve as thee did Sue Cos.
ling, as you made drowned herself. If zee SAYS
much to |, I'll give zee summit YOU won't loike I,
BEST not troy it ar" returned Jem, through in
tone more subdued.
''fo' best show what thee's gat Coome,
bain't goin' to b.de here all day. l wants to 60
! on lark
''There, then-there's the rhno., cried Jem
! throwing her note.
''This-eer? Whey. its only bit of paper. be
| it? Be it all her give 'ee??"
''Thats foWe-pnd note YOU fool'
! a fo.ve-pund note!" exclaimed Doh. with
! sparkling eyes. ''You're a-gammon;n'-a foive
| pund note!'
'Yeez, and there be more whor that come franz
''More! Well done, loi! Thou's the fellow
Whey. it be more nor months wage, bain't tips
| ''Reether. But look-ye here?"
''Oh! give it do, Jem. there's good chap
''Dont'ee wlshH' Bat We'll 60 for lark. as
yo' says; and get on your togs. Wen iist step
up to Radeig gh bit, to the fair. and may be- fur
| der. Give us clean smock, will 'ee:''
! '.That wull; but amt best pat up the tin
furst? Yo' won't take it all with see"
( "ieez, wull, though: so let ii be. and do
| what | tell 'ee?"
Doll, in high good hamor, made 70 further OBJ
lection. though longing to gain possession Of the
hoard. which, however, she saw could not be ap-
propriated at present.
Jem's toilet was soon dispatched; but hers, nf
course, was more elaborate. occupying a longer
| time. 1t was completed at last; and arrayed in
| Il towering straw bonnet, profusely adorned with
! cherry-colored ribbons, which did not match i'll
with her ruddy cheeks-a lowered gown, of the
bed-curtained pattern. sufficiently short below TO
allow the liberal display of white stockings. and
wrapped III Haunting shawl, she sailed forth,
hanging on the arm of Jem, whose low-crownei
hat was cooked launtily, to give full effect to his
loag flowing curls, emulating the loye-locks Of
Prince Rupert himself. Thus they picked their
steps through the miry garden. and the filth and
from many fruitful aud teeming pg-stye, redo
lent as tie sweet South.
Soon they climbed the Days.ow hills, and
trudging on, reached the vale of Radleigh. Now
they We're in the open country: delivered from
the nephtic gases. was fresh and bamy; the road
dry and level. Doll, no longer obliged 10 hold
up the bed curtain, in order TO avoid unSavory
accumulatons, struted along like queen as she
was and bold Jim lit his pipe.
There was other miners and their wives AT the
fair, but the principal conaux came from the ag-
ricultural population-rustic servants and village
Dulcineas. These were already engaged in the
standard MISUNDERSTANDING the air in gigantic
swings. mounting aloft in nrevolvng cars, or fling
ing at knock-'em downs. There was the usual
pushing. laughing, screaming: the beating of
gongs, braying of trumpets, firing of pistols
Here. marshalled in line, stood array of toy
stalls ami gilded gingerbread; there clamorous
deligent puppet show. In one place was pre-
sented giant or dwarf; in another a dead
monster or live prodigy. Now they passed
dancing booth. ringing with mirth and music !;
now viewed the pomp and circumstance OF Rich
ardson's platform.
Doll was in ccstacies, and dragged Jem from
one wonder TO another, each involving fresh
outlay till at last, and before very long, both his
patience and his lheraltv We're exhausted: and
Il fp n hle
in the middle of the fair, well nj gh terminating in
blows. Jem, however. found it necessary to
succumb. but. to rid himself of constraint, de-
coyed her into dancing booth, ard there, in the
press of people, contrired to slip away, leaving
Doll to her own devices.
She had been looking ronnd for some time, no
less engaged than bewildered, when she was
espied by Jack Rollin, who, glad to recognize an
acquaintance, instantly stepped up TO her.
s'What away, Doll, be'ee all by 'eeself?" he
said. ''rhere's your man Jem off to the cock
fight, down the brick-fer."
''He's noice 'un,' replied Doll; shut aint
go.n' to run arter him, don't'ee b'le:e. WhatH
thee have to drink, lod?o
''Be thee Soin' TO treat US: -
GAY. only say the word.'
.sWell | don't know as | want nowght iist
now; but I'll give zee step, II zee lolke to
dancc?''
..Tha,'s jist what Iwoald and so here goes"
And she gave him her hand"
ssWhov. where did zee get this 'un from, Doll?"
asked Jack, surveying her bracelet Dash Inc
if it don't shone like real gold. Where did zee
get 'un, lass?"
sJcm give 'un me. And doa't think they be
sham, for they'se the ro;ght sort, l can tell zee
-reglor goold."
"Ay, coold,' said Jack, with merry wink.
s'No goold.'
"Well, well, l hope it be. But he owght to
oct the pair on 'em -
sAnd here it be-" said Doll, raising her other
| wrist. She gave start, adding, in troubled
tones, ''Whoy, blazes! where's it gone? Oh!
Jack, lod, rse drapped it"'
s'What be thee cryin' about, wench?' cried
Stuck, the constable, pushing up to her.
.'I've drapped bracelet-a soold 'un, jist
| loike this 'un," sobbed Doll.
"Have 'ee?" cried Stuck, with complaccnt
| chuckle. SWELL, don't zee cry. nevertheless for
if thou's to cry for, this be safe enough.
Come aoa. WI I, and I'll ct it roight for 'ee''
"Wil zee? Do zee know any one as ha' pickt
'um up, mister? But I'll go along wi' you.'-
| Come on, jack
| Bat Jack had disappeared.
| Muttering an expression of discomfort, Doll
gave herself up to the guidance of Stuck, who led
| her through the fair, talking all the way about
the bracelet till, reaching the end of the village,
they entered narrow lane leading to the cage.
| ''My meate here picked 'un up" observed
| Stuck. as they came in front of the penitential
structure 'Just stepi and see if they Matches .