The Newberry herald and news. (Newberry, S.C.) 1884-1903, 1885-08-13
Serial Story.
COME ASHORE.
CHAPTER XIV
BY ROBERT BUCHANAN.

TIE CARAVAN DISAPPt.SS.
Several days passed away, o,,iing which
lillian Jones showed strange and signif-
ant affection for his own freSide. He went
out little in the sunlight; but directly night
came he locked and barricaded the door as if
against thieves, and declined, on apr induce
rnens to cross the threshold. Even had
ehree.. iecker gone ashore M the nelghbor-
mood, he would I,aVo ts,ouszS e-'tvo Deror0 ~
suing forth into the dreaded darkness
For William Jones was genuinely AFRAID;
bis hereditary calm of mind was shaken, not
50 much with horror at murderouS deed, as
with CONSERVATION that his lifelong secret
bad been discovered by one man, and might,
sooner or later, be discovered by others ne
did not put implicit faith even IN Monk; 1t
was his nature to trust nobody where money
was concerned.
AS to returning beck to the cave until he
bad quite recovered his equanimity was quite
out of the question. Even by daylight be
avoided the spot with a holy horror. only
in lis dreams, which were dark and troubled,
| lid he visit ito see the face of the murdered
nan in the darkness, and the hand of the
murdered man pointing at him with cold, de-
! caying finger.
I ASSA NSN>~
! greatly unsettled by visit from Tim Linney,
! who demanded news of bis master, and said
| that he had not returned to the caravan all
aight. Tim seemed greatly troubled, but
gave vent to no very violent ebullitions OF
! grief When he was gone Matt sat by the
! ireside, and looked long and keenly at William
Jones.
':T? nat are YOU staring at:n' cried he, fdget-
ing uneaSilv under her gaze.
'sNowt," said Matt; II were only wonder
ing
';Then don't go wondering" exclaimed the
good man, rather inccnSistently. You mind
your own business, and don't I've fool!'
And he turned testify and gazed at the fire.
Bot Matt, whose eyes were full Of curious
light, was not to be abashed.
Saint you we'll, William Jones?" she asked
''I'n well enorgh-I am
''Its queer, amt it, that the painter chap
never come home"
':How should I linowr' growled William
Maybe he's gone back to where he come
from"
:'Or maybe he's drownded? Or maybe
sl1mmat else has happened to HING suggested
Matt
''Never you mind him, my gal. He's all
right, never fear. And if he amt, it's no
affair O yours, or ninc neither You &c
along out and play"
Matt went out as directed, and it was some
hours before she returned. She found hel
guardian seated in his old place by the fire
looking at vacancy. He started violently q.
, she entered, and made q clutch at the rude
piece of ships iron which served as poker
, ''Be it YOU, Matt? Lor', how you startlet
! me! I were-I were-taking doze."
I've been Up yonder," said Matt.
up whcer/'
up to the painter chaps cart. He ain
!, come back; and the man is searchin' for hil
al up and down the place"
Fortunately it was very dark, so that sh
I could not see the expression Of her hearer
face. She walked to the fireplace, and, tai
ing = box of lucifers from a ledge, bega
to procure light, with the view Of ignitin
the luShlight fixed to the table. But IN
! moment William blew out the match an
: snatched the box from her.
u What arc YOU doin' of?' he cried. ''Was
inc the matches, as # they cost nowt. You
come to the wC-kus afore you're done
The DAYS passed. and there was no news
the absent man. Livery day Matt went I
TO the caravan 10 ltShc 1U1iit4i HeS- ~Ao 49,
or, afternoon, she returned, looking great
troubled; her eyes were red, too, as If 81
\ had been crying.
!, ..Whats the matter now" demanded !"
- liam. who had left his usual seat and W
=, startl;ns at the door -.
: s.Nowt," said Matt, wiping her eyelids WI
the back Of her hand.
sDou't YOU tell 10 lies. You've nee
s,lul1nat. Stop! What's that theer uno
your arm" -,
,. All at once he had perceived that she e
- r,ed p LARGE roll Of something wrapped
e b,oyyn pnper. He took it from her, 81
II o,c,,ad it nervouslv. 1t was the crayon p<
ii t-ait of herself executed by the defur
y who gave YOU this here:" cried " LIE
Tones trembling more than ever.
Tim"
s:Who's her
ct Hin as come looking arte1' his MaSe as:
Tho 7,o;nccr chap ain't found; ant. now IN
eoinr away in the cart to tea ms 1iien' sa
=. 3nd he give me this-l.ly pictur ne sme n,.a
OF = 70 keep. HIS master said were 10 ,, na'e
a =. .S ~ 1,,ean to keep it now he's dead
H. William Jones banded % oacS 'He !e ~ ~:as o,,t
is .oo,,,ed relieved, indeed, when 1t was OUT
.'' his hands. .os no. meeting Ma,