The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1875-01-29

t"AAAhf tAAAn nAAo MtAAA nav
Posy. .
When she went 10 attend the grand
hxh At Bootjack Bar, although She WIS
absent three days, she lett her uinksis
undisurbcd on The shelf, and found them
there undisturbed on her return.
Onthe day of her departure. MI. sing
Wee. who kept a Laundry establishment
down below the saloon on the creek, was
Interviewed by tour brown and bearded
miners, self-constituted guardians OF the
Posy and her property. and ~admonished
10 Keep away from old Langsdale's cabin,
"a they intended to watch the cabin and
himself-Mr. Wee-and also TO shoot on
small provocation. Sing Wee was AN in
telligent heathen. and responded. " Me
sabbee welly good"
When she had shut the door afler her
father. Phoebe took from her pocket q
new specimen-a particularly fine one,
and very valuable II was a present just
received from Jose Apodoca. II ha3 pr >
baby been won IN the rear room az Slim
yim's, but that did not trouble PhGbe.
When she first came 10 California she had
been shocked az a hundred things which
she now looked upon with indifference /;
faro. with its kindred games. was one +;
getting u~proariously drunk was another;
rlAOOAllZ eiliibNC - AlltE ivy INV Ia
for some Other friends, another. She adj
mired her nugget, not for its value. but
because il was pretty; perhaps because i'm
her heart there was a soft place for the
handsome Mexican. She despised him for
his l~aziness and yet-she put it on the shelf
with a sigh, "Ill tell papa she thought
TO herself. I" when he feels kinder toward
Jose. lie might have known he had no
business TO come up in the daytime
Yet, in spite of old Langsdale's en-
phatic translation OF the " lnglis'' over his
door. Apodoca came again, and in the
daytime. too.
Phoebe couldn't be cross to people,"
and smiled and chatted. rose-pink deep
ened in her cheeks. light frightened Ia her
until Jose was more enthralled and
bewildered than ever. But. for all her
p~leasantness, Phoebe was a dutiful daugh-
ter, and not only impressed her adorer
the necessity of departing before her
came home for his dinner. but like
wise hesought him not 70 come again. I'M
less TO her evening reception. The Posy
md her father seldom entertained less than
in anevening. Every n in the
camp would have been there ii the cabin
had been bigger a. il was, halt the callers
h.rl 10 content themselves with standing
outside, and catching now and then a word
a smile from the goddess through the
doorway. The New Orleans saloon did
begin 10 have such attractions for
them; and the evening tine Posy went 10
Bootjack Bar, and held a grand farewell
reception. In her ball dress, with shoes
and stockings on. the saloon was wholly
deserted. and Slim Jim himself closed up.
vent with the crowd over 10 old
Langsdale's cabin.
But Jose intimated. in mellifln0us if
idulterated Spanish-Spanish flowed like
from the Posy's ready tongue-that he
could not speak more than two words to
ner in the evening. and besides with a
and a jerk OF his thumb toward Slim
his business engagements prevent
81 his coming in the evening. and, still
besides that, he must there meet a certain
hated John. who was supposed 10 be the
choices Of her heart, as he certainly was Of
her fathers.
Phoebe pointed and made a face az the
mention of John he would have been a
grand catch for pretty Phoebe LangsdaIe
n the little down-east town where they
had been brought up-but the goddess Of
Sandy Gulch could afford { be scornfnl.
Jose. however. was inclined 10 question
the sincerity OF her scorn; she. In mrn.
protested vigorously, and, in the midst of
he discussion, Old Langseiale walked In
lnsuspiciously. Casting one look full of
and disgust at his daughter. the old
nan. who had the strength Of a giant.
,aized Apodoca by the shoulders. and half
lifted, half kicked him out, yelling, Git,
yt - at the top OF his voice.
The Mexican. however. was not BE- kick
ell out Of anywhere by any body with inn
and. drawing his short. sharp
knife, without which a Sandy Quicker
would have been unacceptable. he made
furious bound toward the old man. with
lis knife appraised. and a m~urderous rage
iistorting his handsome face. ButPhGbe
was there before him selling his arm
her little brown hand. the rose-pink
all faded out OF her cheeks and her ewes 1
wide open with terror, she cried. Don't
.;trike-dont strike ~ catching her breath
"A terrified sob, which drove the devil
Apodoca's heart nj once. Flinging
his knife into the cha~parrai, he caught the
goddess in his arms, pressed n
burning kiss-his first and last-on the
warm cheek, and fed. aud SANDY
knew him no more. He knew that
Phoebe and her guardians would never
his drawing a knife on old Langs-
iaie, and he unarmed, A man who would
any thing from the Posy's father
not to be tolerated i'm Sandy Gulch.
Time went BY, and the goddess still
without a rival in her kingdom :
poor John still sued at her feer.though
hopeless. His university educa-
ion. his talents. his proud family, his
manly beauty, all availed him nothing in
ls desire to gather 10 himself the bloom
ng Posy; and then, he did have wretched
lad luck. lie often said. with a gloomy
that when his pick went in. gold
out at the other end a remark
Slim Jim repeated, with comments.
relation to his luck at faro and John
received some friendly advice from that
TO LEI cards alone.
One night, John sat I'm tine rear room.
tipped back in his chair with his heels on
-hn uinInwua,lf a~.sks,r $3.50. ~ -