The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1878-05-09

window. pane from The outside, while
be was sitting in Q 81. Louis hotel
again IL glared at him through The
window OF his own cabin, away out
on the far frontier.
And ever was the hideous face q
visitant to his nocturnal slumber
il haunted him, night and day, az
the years rolled by, prosperous to
him, and the world wagged on.
The expiration OF ten years from
that oventful New Year Eve, when
ho had found the maniac upon the
plain, discovered Tom Lisle riding
along in the mellow moonlight,
through broken piece OF country
contiguous to tho North Fork Of the
Plato rivor. He was a man six
and-twenty years, nova brawny,
stalwart knight Of tho West, hand
some, brave and fearless.
Well mounted, armed aud provi.
stoned, he appeared at homo upon
the trail-for he was following trail
which was outlined upon o pen-map
held in his hand.
Nor was it far hc had to go, for q
snow covered cabin loomed ahead,
during the next hour, aud ho reined
in his horse before tho door.
$50 this is the treasure trove.
eh p he muttured, glancing sharply
around. "Surely il is lonely enough
if them's oil tho requirements. Hell
10 ! thero, inside dye keep strag-
glersf"
In answer the door swung open,
and grim, stolid-faced Indian stood
upon the threshold, rifle in haud--a
burly old fellow who showed his age
in every lineament.
"Wagh what docs the white
hunter want ?" was tho query, and
the savage never let his eye leave
the horseman.
II want the money OF one who
callod himself the Money-Maniac y
replied Tom Lisle "see am
the right man." and he laid the
three golden bullets in the palm OF
his hand.
"Good +! tho hunter is right. Rcd
Pine will give up the white miner 8
gold, and lead the way to whore the
white maiden dwells in the squat
ter's cabin p was tho reply. "Let
the hunter como with Rod Pine I"
So saying tho Indian turned back
into the cabin, and dismounting
FROM the horse that had borne him
many q mile, Tom Lisle followed
suit. Inside were warmth and rude
frontier comfort, to which Tom Lisle
was used.
"White miner Red Pines friend,
the old savage won't on ''once saw
ed Rcd Pines lifo, an Injun no for
get it. He stay here fifteen years
watch gold. Wagh !"
Fetching forth pick from among
other implements in the cabin, he
prisd up log in the floor, aud roll
ing it to ono side, hole in the
ground was revealed.
Out OF this the red-skin fishod a
dozen or more buck-skin pouches OF
various sizes, aud with q fast beat.
ing heart Tom Lisle proceeded to OK
anime their contents.
Gold gold /! pure, shining gold,
in nuggets and in shining dust
Tom gave o great yell Of delight ss
he gazed at the glittering treasure.
"Hespee much nice T. Red Pine
grunted, enjoying the hunters sur
prise. He 60 for Lily--white min.
ers girl"
And when the Indian returned
with Lillian Grayel, Tom thought be
had somehow gotten into wonder
land. She was, he found after fur
ther acquaintance, q rough, uncut
diamonds wild flower grown up
in the wilderness, unframed aud un.
cultivated. She was beautiful OF
face and form, with sunny nature
quick to comprehend, studious.
And all that she lacked was edu-
cation which Tom Lisle has given to
her in the last two years. And this
New Years Eve will SEQ them unit
cd in matrimony, as happy q couple
as fate ever brought together. With
their marriage may the Money>Mani-
40 no longer visit Toms dreams.
The novelty of tho happy occasion
will be the groomsman, who will be
no other than the aged and faithful
Red Pine.