The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1885-08-15


white as snow
''Eh! Wheera Wheerg'' he cried in shrill
treble, looking vaeantly around him.
wake up, old 'un,n sad William, Selling
him and shaking him again "Its me, VII
Liam Jones"
"Willam. Is it my son Williamp re-
turned the Old man, peering out into the
darkness.
eyes, father Look We now, you was
a-talling again in your sleep, you was A
good thing no one heerd You but your son
William. Some o these days you'll be letting
summat out, you VIII, if you go ON like this. "
The Old man shock his head feebly, then
clasping his hands together in a kind of rap
ture, he looked at bis son and said:
Eyes, William, | was a-treaming. Oh, it
was such heayingly dream! Twas a-stand-
ing on the shore, William, and it was a-blow-
ing hard from the east, end all at once see
ship as big as an Indiaman come in WI all
sail ret, and 80 ashore; and | looked round,
William dear, and there was no one nigh but
Won and me; and when she broke up l see
gold aid silver and jewels come washing
ashore just like floating weeds, and the
drowndel every one of 'ern, had rings on
aud, nloTe'u that, that their hands was full
If shining gold; and one on 'em-a lady,
Willlam-had a bright diamond ring, as biz
as a walnut; but when tried to pull it of 1T
wouldn't come; and just as pulled out my
leetle knife to cut the finger of, and put it in
my pocket you shook ne, William, and woke
me UP Oh. it was a heavingiy dreamr
William jones had listened with ill-dis-
guised interest to the early Iart of this
speech, but, on its conclusion, he gave an
other g1nut of undissembled disgust
"Nel, you're awake now, CID 'n; 50 jump
ND I've brought summat home Look
sharp, and get Light
Thereupcn the old man, who was fully
dressed in pair of cid wooden trousers and a
guernsey, slipped from the bed and began
fumbling about the room. lie soon found
what he vanted-a box of matches and
rude, homemade candle, fashioned OF n long.
coarse reed dipped in Sleeps tailow; but,
owing 10 the fact That he was exceedingly
feeble and tremuloGs, he was 50 long II light
| ing Hp That his gentle son grew iGpa lent
Here. give 'un to mcio said William.
'You're wasting them matches Just rs i they
cost now. A precious father You arc, and
no mistake"
The candle being lighted and burning with
a feeble flame, be informed the old man of
| wha- lie Lad found. In a moment TIE latter
was down on his knees, opening the box
| and gIceGily examining its ca-tenfs. But
| William pushed Inn impationtly away and
| closed the lid with bang.
''Theer, enough o that, Old I'm! You hold
the light while ! carry the box in ard put il
away
"All right, William dear-ail RIGHT" re
turned the old man, obeying g!eatully II
| kuowd We should have luck. ly Thai baauti.
| tut dream
| The two men-oue holding the hight and
| the other carrying The tiuuk-p&s,ad through
door at the back OF the kitcA.a and ,Hterei
an inner chamber. This chamber, loo, con
tanned IA window, which was SO booked up,
however, by lumber Of all kinds Tat Evile
or no daylight entered. Piled W in great
confusion were Old sacks, some patty fan,
| some empty; coils of rope, A.ua.n oars,
broken a tents Of s. Ups IilnEs, s's.,rn and
ba. ua ,vi; a s.aal boals l'Uuuy., dirty sails,
| several O IA coats, htS q! ZION ls-.ast and
| o h." but au n 4 ict>sm: 50 thai tae cham
bcr had a salt and fiSh-,ile smell, suggest ing
| the hold Of salle vessel But il enc corner
Of the room was small wool. i bed, with a
~ tsvsS and coarse bel-ClotHuy, and hang
l. olaral cloze tol5waS certain feminine
a. ,Nil>3 TIE owner Of the caravan wouid
,.na Nca-i.lal as tine Carh worn by Mat
ol taa l-.Hl.aing Of her first appearance.
.a-.E the box down, William Jones care.
lu.. covered it with portion of an cid sal.
'isssIHnat, but it amt much" he mat
terd, G.scuaaenlelv. Lucky them coast.
guards d.5u'5 SIC Iae come ashore. L they
did, thovra. it wouldn't signify; for what's
Golting on tho soa belongs to him as finds it, =
A sound startled him as he spoke, and,
looking round susp,yioUSly, hs saw Matt en-.
tcTns the room, loaded with broken wood.
BIT she was not alone; standing behind her
in Sc shadow was a uan-nune other, indeed
than Mo4.s, Of Monksburst
While Matt entered the room II throw
down her load Of wood Monk stood in the
doorway. lis quicl, eye had noted the move.
meuts of father and son.
''Aore Punder, William jones'" be asked
grimly.
In a moment Lliam Jones was trans
formed The keen expires ion of his face
changed t. one Of mingled stupidity and sad
ness; be began 10 whine.
"More plumber, Mir. Monk" he SAIL. No.
no; the days for finding that is gone. Mat
and me he's been on the shore foGaging for a
bit o fircwuod-that lie all. Put it down
Matt; pat It down.
Matt did rs She was told: opening her arm,
she Threw her load intoa corner Of the room
then William Jones hurried tire whole party
back INTO the kitchen.
Matt moved about the room to get light
The light, rs Wen as everything else, was q
living illustration Of the mcaunasS of William
Jones. Ii consisted not Of a candle. but Of {
long rush, which had been gathered from IA.
marshes by Mali, and atterward dried an.
Dipped in grease 10y William Jones' Ma.t
lighted ii and fixed it in a Little iron nich,
which was evidently made for the purpose
and which was attached 10 o table near th,
hearth. When the work was finished sh,
threw off her hat and jacket. re red 10 tn,
farther end Of The hearth, and sat down o.
the floor
During the rnole Of this time ~. Moni
had been watching her eloon,ly; ard l. aa,
been watched in ii.s turn by William Jones
At last Ito latter SPOKE:
Mats growcI,7 said he; "she's grove.
wonderful. Lord bless u.s. shes hi
changed she is SIN that night whom y,
J found her down ca tie shore. Why, her owl
, friends wouIda Know herr
Mr.. Monk starred and frowncd
Her friendss" he said-'-vhaf fliends''
why, them rs owns her - conf Hued Nil
liam Jones. If they wasn't al dtounlcd il
! the ship what she came ashore from tue,
must Ie somewhat. Naybao some da'
| they'll lnd her, aud reward re for hringir
her up a good gal--thals what l allus lei
her.
, so that's what You always tell her, d.
| you" returned lions Criully. .'Tben your
| a foolfor yourfe.ls. TneGuls gotn no friend
haven't tcll yoJ that before
Certainly You have, Mr. M<lk,n retuIne,
William Jones, Ineei.ly; but look We now,