Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1873-12-27

wartime gesture. and old man P,untett. With
his eyes fxed upon the red hot stove aud An odd
Eyes: OF coI,rse Won did Who "A vs. Won didn't?
1 said was ooin, home and
I'yK pr.N HOME
Hayenst 10 Nv Cod have Who savs I've
been iyin,? Who saws I'm dreanin's IL IL true
WHY don't Won sneak 1t IL true, after ali,
You say you saw me there, why don't YOU speak
again? Say, Says 1t true? It's going now.
Save me-" and r kt 4 ssree CIV ne fsil for.
ward In A at upou the floor,
When the old man regsined his senses he
found himself in York; cabin. 4 fiicEerinS
Are OF pine boughs lit up the rude rafters and
fell upon photograph tastefully framed with
fir cones, and hung above the brush wherein
he lay. 1t WAS the portrait of q young girl. 1t
was the first object to meet the old msn5s gaze,
and il brought with it . flush of such painful
consciousness, that he started and glanced
those Of York-clear gray, critical, and patient,
and they fell again.
"Tell me, old man." said York, not unkindly
but with the same cold clear tone in his voice
that thai his eve BETRAYED . moment -: tell me,
10 TgsTI TN raooS
and he pointed TO ta tbe a n,c a1n roo
Ths IA nsn closeS bis eves and ala mt "a
plv. Two hours before the question would
Rnt ~ ra e n, in tSa Ouss,son ss
well as the tone Of York's voice. was to him
nisin ever TO his confused brain that work had
led when he had endorsed his story in the bar
room, it was clear to him now thai he had not
been home~that he vas not "a he had heynn
TO fear going mad. n WAS such a relief that
with char acteristic weakness his former reck-
lessness and extravaganza returned. He began
York, with his eyes liked on the old N an, with
drew the hand with which he hal taken his.
he! The biggest thing ever yet played in this
snd have always said La play EN- all some day.
PLAYED BIN FOE SIX MONTHS.
Amt It rich-aint II the richest thing you ever
SEED? Do you see Aoner race When ne spoke
good as the MINISTRIES; v IT'S TOO much; ana
striking his leg with the palm OF his hand ne al
most threw himself from the bed IN paroxysm
peafed to be half real and halt Affected:
that Photograpn ner said hork III
low voice. AFTER sngnt pause.
.c,,a.sss , 10 no0 one U 0c 'e sea- honast II
ior TWO bits IN one OF the DOCK stores. heve,
thought theyd swailar hat 700. ouu they 9l9.
On put the old man played EN- TINS time, 1luht
ne-eh! ana ne peereu curiousiy IN horks
face;
les anu .~uvr oor
,, HE PLAYED NE TOO, u.
said York, looking steadily in the old mans
eye; ,,.. .
yes, or course interposed fiunkett, nast.
N.Y. but you know forky, you can get out OF II
well! you've solo EN- 100. we've ootn got
'em on string now,.you ana me,-got 70 stiGk
together nov You aia IL wen, fSrs ~ you oia
1t well: why wnen you ssi9 you seen me In
York City, I'm ID II Gldnt-
"Diun't wnat| saiu fork, gontiS, ioi tne
old man had stopped Win pale race anu WAL
oerlng eye.
On "
You say when SAID had seen you In New
York you thought"
You LIZ
said the old man perceiy' - uidnt say
back on me for ? Eh?" His hAbos were trem,
bling as he rose nutteriDg from the bed ana
made his way toward the hearth.
"Gimme some whisky" he said presently,
fellows oughter treated last night By hockey
I'd made 'em-only fell sick"
York placed the liquor and q tin cup on the
table beside him. and going to the door turned
night. Although Il was clear moonlight the
familiar prospect never to him seemed so dreary.
way never seemed so mOntonous-so like the
days that he had passed and were to come to
him-so like the cid man in its suggestion of
going sometime and never getting there. He
turned, and going up to Plunkett put his hand
upon his shoulder and said:
81 want you to answer one question fairly and
squarely?'
blood in the cold mans veins and softened his
acerbity, for the face he turned up to York was
mellOwed in its rugged outline, and more
'N "Go on. my ' bo stP'''S0"' A' nc FA
"HAvE You WIFE ANp-DAuGHrEa?"
"Before God have"
The two men were silent for a moment; both
gazing at the fire. Then Plunkett began rub
bling his knees slowly.
"The wife, 81 it has come to that Amt much"
he began cautiously, "being a little on the
shoulder. you know, and wantin', so to speak,
a liberal Californian education-which makes,
you know, a bad combination. It's always been
my opinion that there amt any worse Why,
she's as ready with her tongue as Abner Dean
is with his revolver, only with the difference
that she shoots from principle, as she calls it,
and the consequence Is, she's always layin' for
you. 1t Is the effete East, my boy, that's ruin
in her-it's them ideas she gets in New York
and Boston that's made her and me what we
are. don't mind her havin' 'em If she didn't
shoot. But havin' that propensity, them prin-
ciples oughtn't to be lying round loose no
mOre'n firearms"
"BUT YOUR DAUGHTER"
said York.
The old mans hands went up to his ewes here,
and then both hands and head dropped forward
on the table. "D0n't say anything bout her.
my boy, don't ask me now" With one hand
concealing his eyes he fumbled about with the
other in his pockets for his hand kerchief-but
vainly. Perhaps 1t was owing to this fact til at
he repressed his tears for when he removed his
hand from his eyes they were quite dry. Then
he found his voice.
"She's beautiful girl, beautiful-thouRh
say it, and YOU shall see her. nv boy, YOU shall
see her, sure. I've got things about fxed nov
| shall have nv plan for reducip' ores perfected
in a day or two and We got proposals. from All