The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1885-12-19

and, u1Qren tE4k, tnht tneir HhnuS Wu3 iWl
Of shining gold; nnd one on 'em-a lady,
Wlliam-hnd . bright diamond ring, as Zig
Is walnut; but when tried to pull it of it
wouldn't come; ard just As pulled out my
lee.ls Lnifc 10 cut the finger of, AMI put il In
my pocket, yea shock Inc, William, end woke
me up. oh, it was n hcavingly dreamw
William Jones had listened with ill-dis-
guised interest to the early Part of this
speech, but, on its conclusion, he gavo an
other eruat Of undissombled disgust
srWa:l, You're awaEe now, old 'un; so jump
70. Two brought summat home. Look
sharp, and get Light"
Thereupcn the old man, who was fully
dressed il pair of old wooden trousers end
Guernsey, slipped from the bed and began
fu,nbliny about tho room. Ho soon found
what LIE wanted--a box Of matches and =
rude, homemade candle, fashioned OF G lorg,
coarse reed dipped II sleeps tellow; but.
owing TO tho lat tlat he was exceedingly
feeble ard tremu-ous, he was SO long il light
ing uD thai his gentle sen grew impatient.
"i-ore, give 'un to mel" said Winiuin-
"You'rs wasting thon matches just al il they
cost nowt. A precious hath you ara, nnd
10 mistake"
The candle being lighted and burning with
a
what hs had found. In moment the latter
was down ON his knees, opening the box
anI Kreed.ly examining its contents. But
William pushed him ilnpatiently away and
closed the Id with bang
"Thcer, enough O. that, old 'rn1 You hold
tho light while carry the box in and put it
away"
"Au right, William dear-an right" re-
turned the Old man, obeying gieefully. 81
know'd we should have luck, by thet bcauti-
ful dream"
The two men-one holding the light and
the other carrying the trurk-pGssed through
q door ct the back of the Kitchen AMI entered
an inner chamber. This chamber, too, con-
t,;ned q window, which was 80 blocked UP,
however, by lumber Of all kinds Tat little
or no daylight entered. Piled up in great
confusion were old sacks, some partly fill,
some empty; coils CT rope, broken oG-S,
broken fragments OF ships plcrks, rotten end
ba.na led; = small boats rudder, dirty sells,
several oilskin coats, bits of il Oh ba.iast and
other fotsam and jetsam; SO that the cham
70. had ta,s and rsa-,i,lc SIC. suggesting
4 q Tod Ct sSrle vescel Eut i'll Cno corner
Ct t., room was q small wood a Dcd, w:th a
mattress Anl coarse el-c,o.hiliG, and hang
49,
Afro which ths owner OF tho caravan would
have reco,n..,el as the garb worn by Matt
Oh tho morning Of her first appearance
Placinr thu box down, William Jones GIRO
fully covered it with = portion of an old sal
.Its summat, but it amt much, he NIT
tered discontenteily. Lucky them coast
! Guards didn't see mo como ashore. II they
did, though, 1t wouldn't signify; for whsts
floating on 4hs sea belongs to him as finds 1t. "
A sound startled him as no spoke, and,
looking round suspiciousiy, he saw Matt en-
ter;ng tho room, loaded with broken wood
But shs was not alone; standing behind her
IN tle shadow was man--none Other, indeed,
than Nouk, Of Moakshurst.
Wh:,o Matt entered tho room to throw
down her load OF wood Monk stood in tho
doorway Ills quick eye had noted tho move
ments CT father and con.
"Mors plumber, William JonesT he asked
grimly-
In = moment William Jones was trans
formed. Tho kecn expression OF his lace
changed to ono Ct mingled STUPIDITY and sad
ness; he began to whinc.
"Aore plumber, Er. MonkT" no said. mo,
no; the days for finding that is gone. Matt
and mo has been O, tho shore forn3ing for
bit o. flrowood-that be all. Put it down.
lat; put it down"
Matt did ns $40 was told; opening her arms
sho threw her load into q corner OF the room;
then William Jones hurried tie whole party
back into tho kitchen
Tho men seated themselves on benches, but
Mats novel about the room to got Light.
Tho light, rs well as everything else. was
living illustration Of the rncanness OF William
| Jones. 1t consisted not Of O candle, but q
long rush, which had been gathered from The
marshes by hatf, and aitcrward dried and
dipped ia grease by William Jones. Matt
lighted IL and fixed it n q iittle iron niche
which was evidently made for tho purpose,
and which was attached to table noar tho
hearth. When Tho work was finished, rho
throw OF her hat and jacket. retired to the
farther end Il the hearth, and sat down On
the floor.
During the whole Of this timo Mr.. Monk
had been watching her Cloomily; nd ha had
been watched in his turn by William Jones'
At LAST the lattcr spoke: