The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-08-05

now, what was saymg2"
And the two men resumed their con-
yerSatIon' e.,
Philip Bathurst had a glorious find
that day, almost the biggest nugget the
dggngs had produced,
Others had witnessed his good luck,
and the intelligence ran through the
camp.
Flushed and delighted he gave over
work ut dusk, and returned to his tent,
Time never hung heavily on his hands.
In the breast-pocket of his garibaldi
were three letters from Flo, and no oc-
cupation was so sweet and interesting
as the re-perusal Of these.
His candle lighted he employed some
of his time in reckoning up his gains.
They almost exceeded his hopes.
IF matters go on like this he re-
flected, lin less than another month |
may get the colonel to purchase me "a
station, and--and soon after that
with a thrill of delicious joy-'I may
make Flo, my sweet darling FIo-my
wife, It's very jolly working for her;
but il will be far more so when | have
her by my side, her dear head on my
breast, and her eyeS-lleaven bless
them. -shyly, yet fondly, meeting mine.
All, to work-work, for every hour |
bring that time nearer is an extra hour
of paradise.
So in orderto be up at dawn he put
out the light and threw himself on his
rough bed. and, BEAUTIFULLY tired, speed
lily slept.
Silence had scarcely fallen over the
camp when the opening If Isaac Lewis s
tent was slightly raised, and the Jew
crept forth. Keeping in the shadow,
he Crawled to the darkest side Of Philip
Bathurst's tent, drew out his knife,
made deep rent in the canvas, and
pulled himself through.
The young mans breathing told
where he laid, the jew stole along to
his side, then quickly placed one hand
on his shoulder, and one on his mouth,
while he whispered as, Philip sprang
up, O.,
FLUSH, not a word for your life! I'm
Jewish. There'sh to be an attack on
your tent tonight
by whomy' exclaimed Philip.
Get up aud dress; have pishtols
ready"
as it any of the diggers, lsaac?"
queried Philip. as he Obeyed. Tut. he
cannot hear me. and dare not raise my
voice. It's to steal my nugget.
A moment suspicion Of the Jew
himself flashed across his mind, but he
hanished it as he completed his dress
ing,
Are you ready?n whispered the Jew;
"if sho, come outshide and yatch.-
They will shoon be here"
Wondering who they could be,
Philip approached the door, when Isaac
Lewis drew him back,
mo. no. They will shee you. This
way; there ish shadows. The way | got
in"
And remarkably cool way, too"
reflected the young fellow; nevertheless,
dropping on hands and knees, and fol-
lowing the Jew.
IF We are sthill, We viii catch EN-"
whispered Isaac. I've will unmask EN-;
they shall not escape. He, he, he
Even as he spoke, a blue thread of
light, as that which betrays powder
train, darted from the direction of the
Jews tent to Philips, entering it at the
part where his bed was.
There was loud explosion, a glare
of light, and the tent was hurled into
fragments.
Philip and Lewis were flung to the
ground from the conclusion, but swiftly
they spraug to their feet, and in the
glare of the blazing tent came almost
face to face with two rough diggers
who were advancing raDillV
That's EN-, - cried the Jew. Seize
'em, they MUSTN'T eSChape. =
The villains had, however, already
leaped back; as one did so, he aimed
his revolver and fired,
Philip Bathurst gave leap in the air
and fell with a groan to the ground.
Isaac Lewis, uttering almost a howl
Of rage, sprang forward. diScharging his
revolver barrels after the diggerS, APP
parently without effect, for they never
stopped in their fight. and speedily
were lost in the darkness.
The jew did not pursue. Instead,
with every indication of sorrow, be
flung himself down by Philip Bathurst.
Eagerly by the light Of the flames he
examined his face, then felt his pulse.
No. he was not dead. But he must
have and q, once.
The bullet had struck him low down
near the heart
Help WAS readily given, for the eyplo-
sion and pistol reports had speedily
collected crowd OF diggers, who be-
gan eNtinguShing the flames.
To one cause alone could be attrib-
nted the attack-robbery. and one Of
the laws among the respectable diggels
is mutual protection. Thus a guard
was instantly formed to protect Philips
property, while he, still insensible, was
borne 10 neighboring tent.
The wound proved Of a far less dan
gerouS character than the jew had
imagined, Indeed, il was not serious,
though Philip Bathurst must give up
goId-digging for some time. Isaac
Lewis at once constituted himself his
nurse, taking his place by his bedside.
II was near dawn when Philip, his
senses clearer, said, regarding the jew
iiXedly.
"lsaao. ! owe my life to you. But for
you must have fallen victim to those
scoundrels plans to blow me into frag-
ments, Yet | am in fog. Tell me
"Nothing,' interrupted the Jew, with
a quick glance round at the other 0Ccu-
pants Of the tent. "You must not talk,
but shleep. Wait, Mishter Bathurst;
yen you are better you may spheak."
The words were accompanied by a
meaning glance.
PerIorce Philip had to obey but no
sooner did those who had given him