Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1870-12-28

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dashed the body on the shore at his feet.
He put his hands onstLe face, How cold
and wet it was II felt IKE the face of a
dead man Lowders fingers came in
contact with the soft, silken mustache,
and he knew that the body was that Of
GUY Tressilianl ahte n.lFi f''f ="
Of the Eve who had stood on the
sloop's deck half hour. earlier, these
two alone were left. The captain and
his crew had found their deaths among
the cruel, yawning waters.
| Lowder thrust his hand under the
waistcoat of his friend, but he could not
perceive the beating Of his heart. De-
spair took possession of him.
dead r he said shrilly dead! And
he would have done so much for me If he
had livedi And his father and the young
girl he was to have married will wait in
vain for his comingl His place at Tres
silian Court is empty. Who can fill itY
1t seemed to him that some demon at
his side echoed the question: Who could
fil the place left Udeanf bg noble Guy
| Iressiiidn7
A thought came to himl-a thought SO
strange and sinister that he shivered in
voluntarily. Again he felt of Tressil-
ian's heart. It gave no throb against
his hand He passed his hand over
Tressilian's head and discovered a gap
ing wound in the skull. The hair was
clotted with blood.J ts'f thnA "
Putting his hand into his breast pocket,
Lowder. drew out his little waterproof
match-safe. He opened it with trem-
bling fingers and struck light, The
red flicker danced on young Tressilian's
face. ~, ,.-,t .4l E.ti.rI .als Id y
How ghastly and terrible it lookedl
The eyes were closed, the smile was,
gone. The seal Of death seemed set on
the noble features. if,s l,ia ,... sai
Lowder examined the wound. 1t had
been made by contact with the sharp
rock, and even Lowder perceived its ter
rible character, n,,so,u 4. q. yi,s,.. .,..s :.
IF he is not dead, he soon will be-
he muttered. :" His brain has received
an awful injury. He will never know
who he is again. He won't live till
morning, and he is perhaps dead al
ready. he must be deadp
Again, it seemed to him as though
some demon echoed his words. yIs.st,.. 4
The match dropped from his fingers
into the water. For a little while he
crouched on the wet stones in silence,
battling it may be with the better and
nobler instincts of his nature. I'D ~
AT last, with sudden and abrupt
stealthiness,- his hands stole into the
breast pocket OF Iressilian and drew out
his private notebook, a packet Of letters,
a few trinkets. He secured these among
his own wet garments. Their possession
seemed TO give him courage, and his face
hardened, and he knelt beside the body
of his friend and riaed his garments Of
all that they contained, bestowing his
plunder on his own person.
Then he took his own purse, his note
book, a few receipts and triaes from his
own pockets, and put them in the pock-
cts Of Tressilian, s,l.I ssis,sg .lsrse. n
1T is done" he whispered to himself.
looking with wild, defiant eyes through
the darkness. No one is harmed, He
is dead. If he had lived, he would have
provided for me. AS he is dying or dead,
/ must provide for myself This like
ness betDeen as riH make my fortune.
His friends will be spared a terrible grief,
and II shall live at last Fortune
gives me chance to gain name and
wealth at one lucky strokep' ~
AS if to give himself no chance for
he arose to his feet and
turned his searching glances in an in
land direction. A light, as from a cot
tage window, glimmering family through
the thick haze, caught his gaze.
q Raising his voice, he called loudly:
"Helpl Ho therel helpl'' '4A Nl'4 ?
7 The wind had abated, and his cries
rang out through the night with start
ling distinctness. The light he had seer,
moved and disappeared A minute later,
answering cries reached Lowder's ears,
and he heard hasty steps, and saw the
approaching light Of lantern, borne
aloft by mans upraised arm. Fo,l'l
This wayl" shouted Lowder. A"We
are wrecked on the rockBl For the love |
of heaven, hastenlP hAh e1AH
The bearer of the lantern, attended by |
a male companion, came running to him,
and was soon at his side. The lantern |
bearer was rough Sieilian fisherman, a
grade above his class. His companion
was also Sicilian, but evidently Of some
what higher degree. Both were all ex-
citement, astonishment and sympathy. |
In as few words as possible Lowder
told the story of the shipwreck, and
called attention to the condition of his
noble young employer. s.sig sijs " on
IL think he is deadl' he said, in q
,uiee. " Carry him uI to your
cabin. Let everything be done that can
be done to save him. ] will pay you
well for any kindness to MIN. Poor fell
low He was my travelling companion.
| loved him as if he had been my brother
instead of only my hired attendant
Poor Jasper" lbs s.g4 ,alnl ~ |
The two Sicilians lifted the helpless
form of poor young Tressilian, and car
ried it between them toward their cot
tage. Jasper Lowder followed them, be-
wailing his loss. The above we publish
as a specimen chapter; but the continu-
ation of this story will be found only in
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