Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1871-07-27

den," sneered one of the men. I'm look
out for the swag, and let the men take
care of themselves"
And L" cried the rest, as they sepa-
arated, each to gather what spoil ne could.
curse the luck; what's in me to-
night?' growled the wrecker, as he walked
nervously up and down the wet btach.
- never felt this way before They re on
the rocks now, and could not help them
if 1 would and then, with sudden
tierceness, he shook his fist towards the
sinking ship, and shouted, Drown, ye
rats; what are you to the money | must
arm for my boy:" and he turned and
swiftly followed his companions
Dim and dreary the morning broke over
Rocky Point the heavy mist wrapped
the coast in its mantle of dreariness. The
sun seemed to be afraid to come out and
look on the tragedy of the night before.
Barrels, boxes, kegs, and all manner OF ar.
,lcles were washed ashore, and immediate
ly seized by the tirel SIS wreckers Now
and then dead body was washed ashore
AID dragged higher up on the sand, out of
the reach of the waves Jasper worked
swiftly and silently among the rest. He
did not speak to the men, and seemed TO
child was washed ashore almost at his
feet. He shuddered and drew back, while
be groWled: cts for my boy. What are
hey TO the money | must arm Tor my
bow"
"Jasper! Jasper Wilton, come here
There's another chap washed ashore down
here in the cove; come and help me get
him out" shouted Jim to the wrecker, as
he or -. r. q nd at
down on a wet rock "Wili they never
stop coming ashore 2" muttered he, as he
walked to whore his partner stood. It was
a small place where The rocks were q little
lower than at other parts of the beach,
and the water ran in for few feet Ly ing
on his face aasthe corpse Of a youth appa
rently about seventeen years old. lie mad
nothing on but d pair OF pants and a drag
gled shirt, and had evidently thrown OFT
the rest of his clothing before committing
himself To the water.
w hat do you want TO 10 with him ?"
asked Jasper, YEARLY, as he stepped down
beside Jun.
Let's take him upon the sand first
replied his companion.
Eyes, que IS that is best" said Jasper,
as he turned him over TO see his face.
Good God!' and the wrecker flung up
his arms as if he had been shot; its
Charleyp
Get up, Jasper; don't be fool" cried
Jim, with his face as " bite as sheet; " Its
some mistake"
at amt, it amt" moaned the broken
hearted man IA he rocked himself 10 and
fro. didn't j see the dead men around
me last night, with their white faces and
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Tenderly the wrecker took his COM
panioA by the arm aud led him from The
fatal spot up to the little cabin where jas
per Wilton had lived, boy aAd man, for
tifty two years He laid the moaning man,
who was saying to himself, IN sad weary
way, I've killed my CHARLEY tor blood
money" on the rough bed, and went to
tell the neiRhbOrs TO carry the body Of the
boy from the rocks.
Ali day, after his return, jim sat by the
bedside OF his old partner. Atevening ne
said, I'm going away for while now,
but III come back again soon. DOnttake
on so; it wasn't your fault"
The only ans wer was groan, and the
words spoken in a low, heart broken way,
" I've killed my boy for Dlood-moAeJ."
Two hours later jim returned. He
OpcHeu Tic Cdbli OOOT, III thc CdAuio and
then went toward tine bed. The covers
were completely drawn over the wrecker's
face; Jim drew them down, and then
started back in horror. Jasper Wilton's
throat was cut from ear to ear--he had
committed suicide. In his left hand he
clulched bag of something heavy. AS
Jim lifted him the bag fell on the floor, and
its content, were scattered over the room.
1t was gold.
Charlt Us arrival was easily explained.
he had intended to surprise bis father,
and had taken an early steamer IL had
b en- lured to its destruction by the fire
on the beach, and his tragical death Was
he result.