Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1872-12-14

he didn't 90 much down to the Centre though
vas only three miles. Sometimes when Seth
Post-office for him, and two or three times I
brought I'm letters which Miss Prindle said
was from forrin' parts. He'd be rs tickled a. a
gal with new bonnet, when handed i'm one
on em. One day fetched i'm two letters, one
on 'em the biggest letter you ever see, all COW
cred over with forrin' stamps and marks, and
with two big seals on IL. When the old man
opened II, he gave a yell, and danced round
like wild Ipjun. Then he bugged his wife and
his children, and then darned il he didn't hug
me. warn't much used to French ways, SO as
soon as l could git clear on 'em L made tracks
for hum. jest as 1 stepped out % the door who
should see but one o. them cusseI Kanucks a.
GERS. didn't think much ont At the time, for
didn't know then there was any money IN the
big letter. Dobbiny must ha' spread 1t out jest
as left the room. When the Teller see me, he
walked up 20 the door as bold as @ shsep and
said somethin' to Miss Dobbiny. What twas
didn't hear, for 'twarn't none o. nv business.
Wa-al-I didn't think mach ont again till
next mornin'. When looked up there warn't
no smoke comm ont o. Dobbiny's chimney. and
then knowed somethin' was wrong-knoMedit
jest as well as If I'd ha' been there.
80 called Seth. Seth, said /, git yer gun.
there's trouble up on the mountain .
as What, said he, wild cats?'
$50 Worse'n that said [. There Amt no
smoke up 10 Dobbiny's.'
"When we'd got about half way-there was a
beaten path all the way from our house-we see
that the door was wide open. We hurried on
Seth s-leadin', for he'd got as much stirred up
as was. All was still about the house. We
didn't hear no voices nor see no pleasant faces
at the door and windows as we used to. I went
Inland such another sight hope may never
the floor in & puddle o. blood, his head all
smashed in, and his face cut up so you wouldn't
know 1t. | felt on him; he was cold an stun
dead. In the next room we found Miss Dobbt
ny on the bed; her head was split open, too.
and on the floor lay the boy chopped a'm5st 70
pieces. Not far of was bloody axe an
Ratchet, an, blood an brains were scattered al
about. Makes me sick to think ont now
can this time the gal was missin'. Seth an
i looked everywhere, but couldn't find her. An,
we'd about made up our minds she'd been car.
ried on. We were jest goin' to lock up the
house an go down to the Centre for help when
L spied pair o. big blue eyes lookin' out from
under the bed. There she was, frightened most
know us, and had all | could do to git her TO
come to me. took 'er up in my arms and car
RED 'er home, she a-moanin' an a-sobb.n' as if
her poor little heart would break. She took on
so thought she'd die for more n n week bnt
my old woman nursed her an coddled her AM
she finally got quoted down. But L never see
any one 40 scared as she was.
WA AL" said Sam, after a pause, chats
how got my Sally"
"Ot course, the Canadian committed the
murder" '
Guess they all had hand in It. Three nm
'em had been chopin on the mountains as
much as four or I've months. When we went I'm
to their cabin-Seth an me, an all the men for
Il.
They'd all cut stick. We secured the country
clean up to the state lire, but the cusses were
too smart for u.s."
Their sole object was robbery YOU think?r.
No doubt ont We found one o. the letters
that i brought to DObbiny the day before, II
was writ In French, and they had to get Hiss
Iimmins TO read it. You remember Boss Tim
minss dsrter, the school marin, don't We? She's
had the teachiD' o. my Sally for ten wear or
more. Miss Iimmins, she read the letter for
'em, and il showed that some o. Dobbiny's folks
nail vrJ tOV ~, r.,
had sent some money to "a bank down in York TO
pay his passage. The other letter we couldn't
find, but, putin this and that together, we
made out that it came from the bank, and had
money in it.''
:, Did no one communicate with the relatives
in France in regard TO it?''
- Letters was writ telln' all abort it. hut M
thin ever come ont. P'r'aps they didn't Git
EN-. p'raps they didn't care. Anyhow. they
DIDN'T write. Sally stayed to our house, and we
got 10 lovin' her better n ever. Parson Biake's
wire wanted to adopt her-an' guess 'tHouId
ha been better on some accoun Is if they'd ha'
took 'er-but my old woman ceu!dnT hear tbp
idee O. parun with FER, so we jest kept 'er; she's
been with us twelve year or more, an a better
gal never trod in shoe leather. | should hate 10
lose FER, and sod my old woman. but what's best
II best. I've got doOty to perform, an I'm a.
goln' to Go 1t. I'm a-goin' TO fnd 'er place
somewhere where she'll be happy, an where
there amt 10 Bill JOneses. Thought, p'r'aps,
You could git 'er chance to teach sch0ol--or
somethin' o, that kind-down in the city"
You sure Sally will be willing to leave you?''
- hain't said n0thiH' to 'er about it. au' d)n't
mean to till the time comes. I'm a-goin' to fool
Bill Jones, il kin"
"Psbaw!' said /, eft Sally is the girl
think she Is, you needn't worry about her ac.
cepting any unworthy suitor. Have you ever
seen anything to lead you to think she loves
"No. but gals a gal, and in love matters
one on ems the same as another THEY'RE Ali
run in one mould An when Teller hangs on
TO all eternity as Bill Jones has, the girls sure
to cave in time, whether she likes Jim at fust OF
not. That's why L want to git Ter off,"
L promised Sam to have q talk with his fair
charge on the morrow, so as to judge OF her
QUALIFICATIONS, and | assured him that would
exert myself to provide fer her a suitable posi-
ton as soon as returned to the city.
At daybreak, TO my great relief, Joe returned
to duty, and Sam and went down tue noun.
tain. he crossed the stream, whose murmur
we had heard throughout the night, and fol-
lowed the road over q sandy level worn into
deep rnts by the ore-wagons. A short walk
brought us to the outskirts of the village, before
entering which Sam turned aside into the bu-
ryiDg- ground, motioning rue to follow. A few
PAGES within the gate We came to q grassy
mound marked by single stone. read
Sacred to the memory Of Jean d'Aubigue,
died August %, 1Si3"
G They were all put into one grave, said
5 am, brushing tear from his eye. 81 That's
Sailys name, the same as her mothers; but /
like Sally the best. wa-al, let's git along NV
o'L woman III be a-waitin' breakfast for us.'
Thus ended my night with Sam Tibbetts
L he insight which he gave me into the mystic
rles of charcoal burning was never of much
practical benefit, but L shall ever regard the
few hours spent upon the mountain as the most
precious of my life.
Kept my promise, and obtained a place in
New York for Sally. She has now filled it for
nearly ten years to the complete satisfaction of
her employer, who could not be induced to part
with her on any consideration.
As pen these last words, my dear wife Ce-
leste looks over my shoulder and requests me
to add that the satisfaction is mutual.
window Flowers.
Now that the summer-ereen of the leaves is
gone, and everything about Us is blanched and