The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1880-03-13

bis unsteady steps across the saw.dui
toor. The saloon was empty. Whe
my companion had drained his glass,
: motioned him TO one OF the tables a It'll
aside.
"Now, my FRIEND" l said, 81 want I
!. have q littls conversation with you abou
= that mine Of yours; you see, couldn'
help overhearing what you said to tn
Governor out there. TRUST you'll pardon
Q that, to begin with"
| Theirs no further apologies necessar.
between you an me, Judge; know ;
) judge Of liquor, Judge, l don't know Zen
] apart.
. He drew bit OF ore from his poke
and laid 1t on the marble surface between
US.
"Do you see that2" he said, leaning to
ward me confdentially, and gazing at hi
treasure with melting iondness; ''if yor
had the grip, Judge, you could squeeze
that into fifty dollar slug with your fist
Well, sir, that mine Is just full o. that. AL
! It wants Is workin', an I tell, you, Judge
there's men in this here townd give
everything but their wives and children
for the chance gave Governor Digby this
morning-faCtw
l brought my limited knowledge Of
metallurgY to bear upon the specimen be-
fore me with the air OF an expert.
at is simply immense" l said; 80 man
doesn't walk into thing Of that without
skill; you must have been in business a
long time, Mr.. Cavendish."
"Uncle Jack, il you please, Judge.
Well, sir, I've been at 1t nigh thirty odd
years-not steady, OF course-of an on,
You know. It's just this way, Judge, If
you can take broad view o. the thing;
but for a small mind, an daily expenses,
there's nothing like trade-that's what
said when l went into the bookbindin'
business"
"Where did you come from, may Task"
was lingering the bit OF ore inditfer-
emily, as il more interested in 1t than his
reply.
come from York State; let me see, in Isl,
an amt seen no pulitzer piece o. dirt
than that since struck the slope. I tell
you, sir"
"Itis prodigious," interrupted, grave
ly: 81 don't wonder at your enthusiasm.
Did you leave any brothers in New York.
His face altered strangely.
"There was two Of u.s. he said, quickly
Jamie an me-"
All at once 1t occurred to me that the
letter in my pocket, addressed in James
Cavendish's angular hand, might be some
thing more than mere legal document.
l had seen the writer often-an austere,
retiCent man, bent upon gain; at least so
they said who knew him best. II his life
had ever known breath OF romance, 1t
must have lain cold and still for years,
like bit Of moss in the heart OF an agate.
"Just Jamie an me" repeated my COM
panion musingly; i've was orphans, an
| was the oldest. I'd looked after him
good Bit and sent him to school. l
haven't spoke OF him for thirty years,
Judge, but somehow the lads been run
MIN in my mind ever since you said that
name while ago. John Bunyan Caven-
dish. Do you know, Judge, l believe to
God that's my name? Yes, sir. I tell
you it's queer thing OF mans own
name to come up and slap him in the face
devilish queer thing! John Bunyan
Cavendish," he repeated, slowly, looking
past me with q strangely tender absent
gaze; "Do you think Jamied know me,
Judge? A man roughens good deal in
thirty year, don't he?"
81 think have met your brother" I
said thoughtfully. flames Cayendish, Of
Albany"
The man leaned toward me with a
startled, eager face.
.Met jamie? Do you mean that you've
seen the lad, Judge?-a straight, slim
young fellow, with cheeks like girl, an
eyes-my God, Judge, they don't make
EN- handsomer than that boy's-I remem-
Der Just how he looked the night came
away; it was down back O. the house, an
l was putin up the bars on the south
pasture. Jamie came up TO me in the
moonlight, an leaned against the fence.
/" Jack, says he, ARE you goin' to Cali.
fornia with the boys?"'
'Two or three fellows had been at me to
go cross the plains with EN-; but didn't
Ike to leave the land, and" he stopped
with quick, nervous tremor OF his un-
shaver chin.
"There's things man don't mention,
even alter thirty years, amt there, Judge?
NO, jamie says |, laughing little; for
knew he'd understand i can do without
gold bettern's some other things"
"He waited bit till I'd put up the top
bar and then he turned kind OF away, an
looked out across the pasture. I've been
over to 'Squire-'s, Jack, says hA AN
its all settled. ! want you to know it first,
an so does Mary"
81 took hold O. the fence, and held on
minute an shut my eyes. The ground
slipped from under my feet. l don't
know whether the boy knew what 1t
meant that he said to me or not. ! hope
to God he didn't. came away that night.
An you think you know Jamie, Judge?
Well, now, who'd thought itP This is
startlin' world isn't it,"
ayes, l know your brother well D." said.
~ shouldn't be here il l hadn't known
him; but he isn't living. Uncle Jack, he
has been dead almost year."
was watching his face anxiously for
the look OF intelligence that had come and
gone since his brothers name was men.
TONED. He fixed hes eyes on me with
queer, puzzled expression, as II fighting
his way from long stretch Of forgetful-
ness into the present.
"Dead?" he said. "Jamie dead-my
little brother? Iguess there's some mis-.
take, jugs Iu 6,, leu wac atm"yS "ett
pause; ~ wish you'd go over 1t all again,
Judge; go over it slow, l don't seem to
have grip on things somehow"
| went over it all as he said, slowly and
carefully-his brothers. past life, as far as
i / knew it; his death and his will. The
letter was short and easily stated. Every
thing was lett to his only only brother, John
Bunyan Cavendish, If living; in the event
OF bis death to be divided, share and
share alike, among the children Of the
late Mary OrmsbY, OF Perth. My compan-
ion listened with silence that some:
times feared was stupor. When | had
finished, drew from my pocket the let.
Ter, grown suddenly 50 sacred, and laid 1t
on the table before him. He raised his
ewes and glanced from 1t to me.
Judged he said quietly: 81 don't like