Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1876-06-09
AsHTABULA, OHIO, FRIpAY. JYNE.9. 1a76.

at night the brilhsntly-lighted gam
bling hell, the excitement the fas-
cination, trembling betwixt hope
and uncertainty, the frequent pota-
tions TO steady his shaken nerves,
and, as the night wore on, suncer-
tainty deepening into failars aud
disappointment; and each naorning
LumIey's Pardner led him slowly
and silently away, until time, wear
ing on, brought at last this appeal:
For Gods sake. old man, when
viii you let up? s. .I-g.-e. s.. E
So help me heaven, as soon as /
get back twp ttousand dollars. /
swear never to touch cards or. dice
again. And Lumley was dead IN
earnest this time. 1Still,i he would
accept nothing from his partner =
The night the Ocean Belle was
signaled into port, Lumley's Pard.
ner beckOned Monte Bill aside ri
reckon you have heard of Monte
Bill, the best bface-dealef and short
card player west of the old Missisz
sippi} and some secret Understanding
passed between them. sgaiEss sdi :
IN the midst of the game, LumleY's
Pardner left his post, which was
something unusual, passing Monte
Bill on his way to the door. Il was
not generally noticed, but as he pass
ed he dropped a SMALL compact,
package into the gamblers hand !;
then, slouehing his n sombrero over
his eyes, he left the hall. bai slada
Pausing in the street, Lumley's
Pardner looked anxiously down. 1t
would have been, dark but for the
street lamps, for it was full two
hours to moon-rise; but down by the
wharf shoRe out the CLEAN of new
signal-light,3 which, poised atmast,.
head glowered through the dark
like the fiery eye of gigantic Cy-
clcps; the Ocean Belle was in. Ten
minutes later pushing his way
through the bustling crowd that
thronged the deck, he hurried across
the plank and made his way straight
to the cabin. 5,.,.,s,, :. .issg'-
The past seemed all a. dream, as
he stood again with a wildly beat
ing heart before, a once familiar
form-familiar still, though bearing
the maturer crown of motherhood.
Her face was even fairer than of
old, blushing with its own Wild-rose
tints Of loYelness, her soft eyes
shining up in glad expection. The
broad sombrero, slouched over his
forehead, shaded his features. She
saw only bronzed cheeks and 4
strong, brown beard. The tremor
in his voice might have meant diff
fidence. ASA Z FaiI .sool 'H''s q"
g Pardon me, madam, You alrre-I
abelieve-that is to say am Lum-
ley's Pardner.
oi She held out a white hand cordially.
And my husband?1 .ta2iH3a1 -
Is well. l am to take you to him.
He took timidIy the hand she ex-
tended, aWkwardly, the little wo-
man thought, and then let 1t go.
Give me the child. lf5lal SIT -
He took the sleeping boy in his
arms, and so burdened piloted the
way to carriage close beside the
wharf. Putting her inside, helaid
the child gently, almost reverently,
upon her lap. 1i1d ,eotsniaeEH ia17l +
We're 10 drive round and take
up Lumley. It is only a few minutes
ride. airg ,sa I es,J e fsiia .t4,sb I
One last searching glance from
under the protecting sembrero, and
he closed the carriage door mount
ing TO his place beside the driver
Oddly enough, Lumley had just
finished 9 winning game with Monte
Bill, when Lumley's Pardner came
hurriedly in. As he slipped back to
his post, Lumley sat eyeing the pile
-$2,50O. He put out his hand to
rake it up, paused, drew back, pick
ed up the cards, and began to sLuffie
for another stake; not that he had
forgotten his oath, or the woman
and child he loved, but a long way
ahead of anything else was the
though that luck had turned-that
he had only to follow it up and win
back all the past. Lnmley's Pard-
neF stopped to his ear:
hn You'd better throw up the game,
the little mother and your boy are
waiting here outside. ''
Lumley startedLhalf rose to his
feet, looked up into his partners
face, then at the cards, then at the
door, then wistfully back upon the
cards and the gold. As, with a heavy
sigh he sunk into his seat again,
Lnmley's Partner, dashing the cards
from his hand, raked up the stakes
and forced the money into Lumley !
pocket. '''l ,;+s n a.
How long win you keel, your
wife and child waiting, alone, at
night, in strange city before the
door of a gambling house? &
The thrust stuck home. Like a man
F. awakening from dream37 Lumiey
sprung up, crushed on his hat and
few to the door. ia9aa ai oi ~ Z 7t2a
| Once in the little weman's arms,
he was safe. Lnmley's Pardner-
knew him we'll enough to be sure of
that. He never followed him, but.
slipped out Of the side door, and the
next day saw him back in camp, .
trife pale and sterner than was his
wont, but the clear gray eyes da unit
lessly honest and brave.
And Ireckon, to this day, Lumley
never knows ht W much he owes his
old mate, or that his LaIie had one
true lover, whom he once knew and
appropriated to himself in the per-
son Of Lumley's Pardner. mo1l aa1z's
CENFENNIAL PICTUREs.-NO. EaF
aslh By DANIEL WISE, DID. -
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THE DECLARATION OF INDEPEN pENcR
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