Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1871-01-03

/ .If he is not dead, he soon will be, u
he rnnttered, "His brain has received
an awful injury. He will never know
who he Is again. He won't i've TIL
morning, and he Is perhaps dead al
ready. He must be dead ]" ga =
Again 1t seemed 10 him ~ though
some demon echoed bis words. %
The match dropped from his fingers
into the water. Fora little while be
crouched on the wet stones in silence,
battling, II may be, with, the better
and no6ier instincts Of his nature b
At last, with sudden and abrupt
stealthiness, bis hands stole into the
breast pocket Of Tressillan and drew
out his private notebook, a packet Of
letters and few trinkets. BE 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
rifled his garments Of all that they
contained, bestowing bis plunder on
II Then he took his Own purse, bis
notebook, a few. receipts and tribes
from his own pockets, and put them In
the pockets of Tresslian. - s. =.
ait Is done !" no whispered to him
self, looking with Wild defiant eyes
through the darkness. "Nof one Is
harmed. He Is dead. II he had lived
he would have provided for me. As
he Is dying or dead, / must provide for
myself This likeness betDeen 1s wfH
make my fortune. His friends will be
spared terrible grief, and II shall
live at last! Fortune gives me q chance
to gain name and wealth at one lucky
stroke ~ gs. l.aa
AS II to give himself no chance for
repentance, he arose to his feet and
turned his searching glances In an In
land direction. A light, as from . cot
tage window, glimmering family
through the thick haze, caught bis gaze.
Raising his voice, he called loudly
"Help Ho, there help!" =
The wind had abated, and his cries
rang out through the nightwith start
ling distinctness. The light he had
seen moved and disappeared. A min
ute later answering cries reached Low
der's ears, and be heard hasty steps
and saw the approaching light Of Ian
tern, borne aloft by a mans upraised
arm. g .aI s. .ITls
"rhis way" shouted Lowder. eve
are wrecked on the rocks. For the
love Of Heaven, hasten :" 81.
The bearer of the lantern, attended
by male companion, came running
to him, and was soon at his side. The
lantern bearer was rough Slcilian
fisherman, a grade above his class.
His companion was also Slcilian, but
evidently Of somewhat higher degree.
Both were all excitement, astonish-
ment 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. r..
~ think he Is dead ~ no said, In
choking voice. "Carry him up to your
cabin. Let everything be done that
can be done to save him. Iwlll pay
you we'll for any kindness to him.
Poor fellow! He was my travelling
companion. l loved him as II he had
been my brother instead Of only my
hired attendant. Poor Jasperl"
The two Sicilians lifted the helpless
form of poor young Trsssilian, and
carried It between them toward their
cottage. Jasper Lowder followed them,
bewailing his loss. The above we pub
lish rs specimen chapter; but the
continuation Of this story will be found
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