The sun., 1885-02-22

was subject at such times to severely practical
relnpses. swinging light seemed to bring
Into greater relief that peculiar encased casket-
like security OF tho low"timbered. tightly fitting
apartment. with Its toY-like utilities OF STAGE,
and made the pretty oval face OF Rosey Mott
appear a characteristic ornament The sliding
door o; tho cabin communicated with the main
deck. now rooted In and partitioned OF 80 as to
form small passage that led to the open star.
board gangway. where a narrow enclosed
staircase built on tho ships side took the place
OF the ships ladder under her counter. and
opensd in the street.
A dash OF rain against the window caused
Rosey to lift her eyes from her book.
ITS much nicer here than at the ranch.
father" she said coaAingly. even leaving
alone It's being beautiful ship instead OF a
shanty. the wind don't whistle through the
cracks and blow out the candle when you're
reading. or the rain spoil your things hung
up against the wall. And you look more like q
gentleman sitting In his own n-ship-you know.
looking over his bills and gettin. ready 10 give
his ORDER"
Vague and general as Miss Rosey's compli.
ment was. 1t had its full effect upon her father.
who was at times dimly conscious Of his hope
less rusticity and It's incongruity with his sur.
roundings. Yes" he said. awkwardiy. with a
slight relaxation OF his aggressive attitude {:
yes. In course it's mora bang.up style. but IL
don't pay. Rosey. 1t don't pay. Yer's the Pom
tiac that oughter be brlngln' in. ez rents 70. at
least three hundred a month. don't make hor
taxes. I bin thinkin' seriously OF sellln' her"
As Rosey knew her father had experienced
this serious contemp plation on the first OF every
month for the last two years. and cheer'nly
ignored 1t the next day. she only said: Pm
sure tho vacant rooms and lofts are all rented
father"
That's It," returned Mr.. Mott thoughtfuly.
plucking at his bushy whlskcrs with his An
lers and thumb as II he were removing dead
and sapiess encumbrances in its growth. that's
Just what 1t is-thems ez in 1t Themselves don't
pay. and them eZ has left their goods-the
goods don't pay. The feller ez stored them
iron sugar kettles In the forehold. after trying
to get me to make another advance on 'em. sez
he believes he'll have to sacrifice 'em to ms AZ.
ter all and only begs I'd give him chance OF
buying back the half OF 'cm ten years from now.
at double what I advanced him. The chap
that left them 800 cases OF hair dye tween
decks and then skipped out to Sacramento
met me the other day In tho street and advised
mo to use a bottle ez an advertisement or try 1t
on the starn OF the Pontiac for fre- proof pa nt
That foolishness eZ all he's good for. And
yet thar might be suthin' In tho paint II a
feller had Niger luck. Theirs that New York
chap ez bought up them damaged boxes OF plug
terbaker for fifty dollars thousand. and sold
'em for foundations for that new building IN
Sansome street at q thousand clear profit It's
all luck. Rosey."
The girls eyes had wandered again to tho
pages of her book. Perhaps she was already
familiar with the text Of her fathers mono
logue. But recognizing an additional queru-
lana in n ahn 1otl hD, L. L..
and patiently folded her hands in her lap.
"Thet's right-ior I've suthin' to tell ye. The
fact is. Sleight wants to buy the Pontiac out
and out. Just ez she stands. with the two fifty
vara lots she stands on"
''Seght wants to buy her Sleight2" echoed
Rosey lncreduousy.
You bot! Sleight-the big nnancier. the
smartest man In Frisco"
What does he want to buy her for ?" asked
Rosey. knitting her pretty brows.
The apparently simple question suddenly
puzzled Mr.. Mott He glanced feebly at his
daughters face. and frowned in vacant irrita-
ton.
That's so" he said drawing long breath.
there's suthin in that"
What did he savf" continued the young
girl impatienty.
Not much. You've got the Pontiac. Mott
her and the lot shs stands on p sez he. short
and sharp. Some feller. Rosey." said Mott.
with cunning smile. would hev blurted out
big Agger and been cotched. That amt my
style. just looked at him. I'll walt fur your
nggers until next steamer day seq he and of
he goes like q shot. He's awiully sharp.
Rosey."
But If he is sharp. father. and ha really
wants to buy the ship" returned Rosey.
thoughtiully. its only because he knows it's
valuable property. and not because he likes /,
as We do. He can't take that va ue away even
If We don't sell 1t to him. and all the whilo we
have the comfort OF the dear old Pontiac. don't
you see?"
This exhaustive commercial reasoning was
so sympathetic 10 Mr. Motifs instincts that he
accepted it as conclusive. He. however. Deem
ed it wise to still preserve his practical atti-
tule. But that don't mako 1t pay by the
month. Rosey. Suthiu' must be done. I'm
thinking I'll clean out thar photographed"
Not Just after he's taken such a pretty view
Of tho cabin from. Of the Pontiac from the
street. father! No! He's going to give us
COPY and Put the other In a shop window in
Montgomery street."
That's so." said Mr.. Mott musngly. ITS
no slouch OF an advertisement The Pontiac
the property Of A. Mott. Esq. OF s. Jo Missouri.
Send 1t on to your aunt Phoebe: sorter make
the old folks open their eyes-eh? Well. seem
he's been to some expense httin' up an en-
trance from the other street. we'll let him
,lide. But as to that Id old Frenchm m
Fsrrsrs. in the next loft with his stuck-up airs
and high hfaiutin STYLE, we must get quit OF him;
he's regularly gonged me in that ere horse
hair spekilation."
How can you say that. tather'". said Rosey.
own offnr. You know those ba'es OF curled
horsehair we're left behind by the late tenant
to pay his rent. When Mr.. de- Ferrieras rented
the room afterward. you told him you'd throw
them In In the r'nce OF repairs and furniture.
Yes but dldn't reckon ther'd ever be q big
price per pound paid for the darned stuff for
sDfys and cushions and sich."
How DO you know he knew 1t. father 2" re-
sponded Rosey.
Then why did he look so silly at first. and
then put on airs whom l joked him about it.
chr"
Perhaps he didn't understand yonr Joking,
father. He's a foreigner. and shy and proud,
nnd-not ike the others don't think he
knew what you meant then, any more than he
believed he was making bargain before. He
NAV be poor. but | think he's been-a-a--gen-
tleInan.h