The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-08-29

the front door stone and knts all the
time,
"Of course, | thought the boy was
wanderin' as | had before, so | just hui
mored him, and after while stopped
talkin' about it altogether. lie grew
worse 80 fast after that, that it warn t
many days that the poor lad talked
about ANYTHING. He died and was bur
led off the coast of Brazil, near Cape
ST. Rogue, and don't know to this day
whether done right or wrong in takin
of him away from home.
For some moments the old captain
medltated seriously, with his knife rest
inc idly on one knee.
"Boston was our port, continued the
captain, land after | was free of the
barque, | had to 90 to Bath to see about
a chance was hopin to get to goto Liv-
erpool and Calcutta, so altogether it was
late in October before | sighted Harp
swell Neck. Mothers house wasn't on
the main road, but the stage left me at
the lane, and | walked in TO the farm,
leaving my chest by the stone wall, TO
be fetched up by wheelbarrow after
supper. 1t was one of the still sort of
days in fall time, when the sound of the
grasshoppers and crickets is so loudand
shril in the stubble, and there is some
thing sort of solemn about everything.
was feeling heavy enough too, think
ing Of the poor Lad | had left behind
and how mother would take the sight Of
me coming back alone, though | had
written from Boston TO tell her A
strange dog ran down the lane barSin
and snarlin' at me- | kicked him
aside. and he followed me, snappin' at
my heels.
Look here, says | TO myself, "it's
high time the old red barn hove in
sight, and then stopped, can tell
Sc anything about the curious sort of
.hiyers that came over me just then.
Ye can believe it or not-but It's solemn
truth-there was the barn up beyond
the orchard, there was the old farm
house painted yellow with white TRIM
mings, and the gellum was gone from
the side Of the well, At the griudstone
under the open shed a tall, rcd-haired
man was sharpenin an AK, and on the
front doOr-stone girl was sitlin knit
tin with two crutches lyin side Of her
"The next dayl gave mother little
book. sort of log that Pembroke had
kept along, days when he'd feel strong
enough to write few lines. 1t was
Sunday, and mother was sitting in her
old rocking-chair in the best room, as
she always sat of sunday She was
readin' Pembroke's book, and erwin q
little. and creakin back and forth in
her chair, when all of a sudden she
stopped rockin' and give sort Of gasp
like. Jason, look here, says she; its
true,jt's gospel truth. but how did he
known
Il took the book and looked, and
there was a scrawlin line, To-day
mother was married over 10 Parker's
Head 10 a pock-marked man with long
red hair. After thar he had written
the date. and. IS true IS preachia,
mother owned to il that twas On that
iden;icA. Sunday n morning she had mar
ried Nathan N--kin.
Now. don, pretend to explain
these curious ihin-,. nobody can l.
LeSstv.sa the only explanation I4ssa
: tai Pembroke, having shook ct. 3
ye might say, about al ina, belonged
20 tbs wcr.I, was sg-r RI Ike = spirit
CORA person VIII 3 -ur.i1y-al ,-l-
ed could Sc things iaai Tas hid from
Common folks ewes But; On the 3.aer
hand, cyw, once ED9wel Z man he
sz.le5 nrsi mate with neon the P1Hu.T
wien ! went down to
Tt captain arose "Massv, usr,
be sad, they -e sill -g1- Wla:.. tss
'iar1A. 1Grry; Tain; .ere1 @ e.9rs
IL and &c don't wax .1e clgwae, 81.
noon.
Nevertheless be made some haste u
scr-m5lLg NJ lie sarG.=. nor even
stopping 10 -sy p2rt.-- word - bis
COMPANION, VITO VS. lett Illuminating
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