Weekly Trinity journal., 1870-11-05
NUMBER A.

" There nought, gentlemen,N p said Scott lean
ing forward on the railing" there's non gbt as
that man hez said as ism true. | was run outer
Cairo did belong to the Regulators | did de-
sert from the army | did leave a wife in Kan
Sas. But thar's one thing he didn't charge me
with and may be, he's forgotten. For three
years, gentlemen, was that man s pardner -"
Whether he intended to say more, | cannot tell
burst Of applause artistically rounded and en-
toSced the climax, and virtually elected the
speaker. That Fail, he went to Sacramento
York went abroad, and for the first time in many
years distance and new atmosphere isolated
the old antagonists
With little change in the green wood, gray
rock and yellow river, but with much shifting of
human landmarks, and new faces in its habita-
tions, three years passed. over Sandy Bar. The
two men, once so identified with its character,
seemed to have been quite forgotten. % You
win never return to Sandy Bar, said Miss Fol-
iushce the Lily of Poverty Flat, on meeting
York in Paris for Sandy Bar is no more
They call it Riverside now and the new town
is built higher up on the riyer-bank BY the by,
| Jo says that Scott has won his suit about the
'Amity Claim and that he lives in the old
cabin and is drunk half his time. 0, beg your
pardon, added the lively lady, as a flush crossed
lork's sallow cheek; but, bless me, I really
thought that old grudgo was made up. I'm sure
it ought to be-
1t was three months after this conversation,
and pleasant Summer evening, that the Poverty
Flat coach drew up before the veranda of the
Union Hotel at Sandy Bar. Among its possen-
gers was one, apparently stranger in the local
distinction Of wei-6ttiug clothes aud closely
shayen face, who demanded n private room and
retired early to rest. But before sunrise next
morning he arose and, drawing some clothes
from his carpet-bag, proceeded to array himself
in pair OF duck-tr0wers, a white duck-oyer-
shirt and straw hat. When his toilet was COM
pleted, he tied red bandanna handkerchief in
loop and threw it loosely over his shoulders.
The transformation was complete MS he crept
softly down the stairs and stepped into the road,
no ono would have detected in him the elegant
stranger of the preyiors night, and but few have
recognized the face and figure Of Henry York Of
Sandy Bar.
In the uncertain light of that carly hour, and
in the change that had come over the settlement,
he had to pause for moment to recall where he
stood. The Sandy Bar of his recollection lay
below him, nearer the river the buildings
around him were of later date and newer fashion.
A. he strobe toward the river, he noticed here
school house and there a church. A little far
thcr on " The Sunny South " come in view
transformed into restaurant-its gliding faded
and its paint rubbed Off. lie now knew where
he was and running briskly down declivity,
crossed ~ ditch and stood upon the lower bound
airy Of the Amity claim.
He had not yet dared to look in n certain di-
rection. But the sun was now high enough to
paint the little eminence On which the cabin
stood. In spite Of his self control, his heart
beat faster as he raised his eyes toward it. Its
window and door were closed, no smoke came
from its adobe chimney, but it was else un-
changed. When within Il few yards of it, he
picked up an old shovel and shouldering it with
smile, strobe toward the door and Knocked
There was no sound form within. The smile
died upon his lips as he neryously pushed the
door open.
figure started up angrily and came toward
him figure whose blood-shot eyes suddenly
fixed into q vacant stare whose arms were at
first outsretched and then thrown up in warn
ing gesticulation a figure that suddenly gasped,
choked and then fell forward in fit.
But before he touched the ground, York had
him out in the open air and sunshine. In the
struggle both fell and rolled over on the ground.
But the next moment York was sitting up, hold
ing the convulsed frame Of his former partner
on his knee and wiping the foam from his mar
ticulate lips. Gradually the tremor became less
frequent and then ceased and the strong man
lay unconscious in his arms
For some moments York held him quietly thus
looking in his face. Afar the stroke of the
woodlands axe--a mere phantom Of sound--was
all that broke the stiffness. High up the noun
tain wheeling hawk hung breathlessly above
them. And then came voices, and two men
Joined them. A fghtP' No, fit and would
they help him bring the sick man to the hotel ?
And there, for week, the stricken partner
lay unconscious Of aught but the visions
wrought by disease and fear. On the eighth
day, at sunrise, he rallied, and, opening his
eyes, looked upon York, and pressed his hand
then he spoke
"And it's you. | thought it was only whs-
key"
York replied by taking both Of his hands, boy
ishly working them backward and forward as
his elbow rested on the bed, with a pleasant
smile
"And you've been abroad. How did you like
Paris ~
So, so. How did you like sacramento?"
Bully"
And that was all they could think to say.
Presently, Scott opened his eyes again
9" I'm mighty weak"
{" You II get better soon"
" Not much.'
A long silence followed, in which they could
hear the sounds Of wood-chopping, aud that
Sandy Bar was already astir for the coming day.
Then Scott slowly and with difficulty turned his
head to York, and said
q" might hey killed you once"
" wish you had"
They pressed each others hand again, but
Scott's grasp was evidently failing. lie seemed
to summon his energies for a special effort.
" Old man !"
Old chap p
Closer ~
York bent his head towoI the slowly fading
face.
"Do ye mind that morning. y
Yes"
CLEAN of fun slid into the corner of Seotts
blue eye as he whispered
cold man, thar eas too much saleratus in
that bread"
1t is said that these were his last words. For
when the sun, which had so often gone down
upon the idle wrath of these foolish men, looked
again upon them reunited, it saw the hand of
Scott fall cold and irresponsiye from the yearn-
ing clasp of his former partner, and it knew that
the fued Of Sandy Bar was at an end OVertaHd
Monthly.
A GENTLEMAN driving up to country inn, ac-
costed 81 vouth thuslV, NV lad. eXtricate my