Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1880-08-12
THE WEAVER OF RAZELOE
BY GEORGE ELIOT.

1t was fifteen years since Silas Mariner
had first come to Rayeloe, and at the end
OF fifteen year at Raveloe, men said Just
the same things about him as at the be-
ginning. He was subject to catalepsy
and to the villagers there was something
mysterious in these fits, as fit was a
stroke and it was not In the nature of a
stroke to let man stand on his legs like
a horse between the shafts, and then
walk off as soon as you can say sGeep'
n So had his way Of lie mysterious Pc
culiarities, he invited no conner to step
across his door-siIl, and he never strolled
into the Village to drink pint at the
Rainbow, and he sought no man or wo-
man, save for the purposes of his calling,
or to supply himself with the necessaries
of life. aH sFana -
zamHeazhada knowledge of hefbs-and
charms too they, thought--and perhaps
he was possessed of an evil spirit, so it
was partly to his vague fear that Mariner
was indebted for protecting HIM from
persecution, and still more that as llnen-
weaver, his handicraft made him ahighly
welcome settler to the rich housewives
of the district. There was only one i'm
portant addition which the years brought;
it was, that Masser Mariner had laid by a
fine sight of money somewhere.
His life had reduced itself to the mere
functions of weaving and boarding. But
about Christmas of that 18th year, a great
change came over Manners life, and his
history became blent in singular man.
ner with the life of his neighbors.
The greatestman in, RayeIoe was SQUIRE
Cass. OF his two sons, Dunsey the Sec
ond, the neighbors said it was no matter
what became OF, him, q, a,spiteful, jeering
fellow. whose taste for drinking, betting
and swopping might turn him out to be
a sowing of something worse than wild
oats: ....s,s.. 4 s..,s-,,gy =
But it would be pity if Mr.. Godfrey,
the eldest, fine, open-taced, good natcr-
ed young man., sheulds take the same
road as hisshFother. which he seemed, in.
clined to do of late
Godfrey was Id Dunstan's s power, as hs
had secretly.y married a coarse gbeauty
whose love of drink had made, her an an
fit companion for any one, and he lived
In fear of his father Learning the dreadful
secret and turning him adrift, 40 Dun
stan made constant demands ON him fol
hush money. Driven to desperation by
his profigate brother he had given him
permission to sell his favorite horse if he
would make ~ne..further demands -apor
MAI yeEEg q unnnUlEgsK
$50 Dansey rode the. horse to the races
and before he had chance to sell, kill
ed the horse, and went from the ground,
in drunken, penniless state,
AS he piodded home through the darl
he sawa light iD Margey's house. 81,
knocked but no one answered, and ii
stopping in he found 1t vacant. 1t was
q, dark, rainy night, and, perhaps he had
gone out for fuel and fallen in the ston,
PITS 3g Tg y01gRfa1 4 T,r,rff
That was an interesting idea to Dun
stan. If the weaver was dead who hac
la right to bis money! Whowould know
where his money was yhidden9 Who
would know that anybody had come e
take it,aWay q He saw n place near tn,
loom where the sand had finger marks
he dafted to it, lifted the bricks and
found two leathern bags. He hastenec
| out of the house with the bags. TIL,
rain and darkness had got thicker. bul
me was glad or It.
| Silasc came soon after, and after gettius
warm he thought be would put his bo
Loved guinfas; Ypg the TtahIec before hin
as II World be pleasant toIse them as he
ate hisunwVntedY fessts For Joy Is ths
best of wine, and Si1as's guiheas were /
4 golden wineiof ethatsorf. The sight d
tie empty hole made his heart leap vio-
| lently, but the belief that his gold was