The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1886-12-30

iIS, similar case came before Charles
II, The rope was around the criminals
eek, when girl claimed him and
topped the execution. The king granted
lin release. Again, in 1870, eleven men
Eere To be decapitated, and when the
tenth mans head fell a girl came forward
and asked that the eleventh man, hand
some fellow of a, be given to her as her
husband, She commended her point reso-
lutely, and the man was remanded to
prison, where he and the girl were mar
ried, and the prisoner was released.l
Bolus Hankus. That was his name.
1t was a queer name, but Bolus couldn't
help that. 1t is true he was at the christ
ening, but he had no voice in the matter,
and the name was imposed upon him.
He might have had it changed, accord.
ing to the law made and provided in such
cases, but Bolus was no lawyer.
Bolus was an honest man. What his
youth had been no one in the little mining
camp where this tale finds him, knew,
and few cared to inquire. AS usual
thing, pedigrees are metropolitan in nin
ing camps.
In more civilized localities Skeletons are
kept in closets, In mining camps closets
are scarce, and skeletons are hung to the
limb Of tree
Bolus may have had skeleton. One
I'D miner had even been SO bold as to as
sert that flesh and blood couldn't stand
such name, but Bolus continued to live
ii his little cabin on the banks of the
,reek, and the limbs of the trees were
tenantiesS.
His nature was almost as strange as his
Game, and there was touch of refine
ment in it not observable in that of his
companions.
Ne never swore as did the others; he
1ary seldom drank, and u chew of tobacco
never exhaled- its golden juice in his
mouth.
Others told stories. Bolus remained
silent
There were several women in the camp
tentative wives and sweethearts of the
miners; but to these Bolus gave the en-.
tire roadway when by accident he met
them.
He never in his talks, with the men,
spoke against the seX but there was a
sinister look in hiseyes when Dandy Tom,
Il pretty young man wearing the only
paper collar and red necktie ON the creek,
hFanched out into bit of sentiment with
"loyely woman constant and true" as the
elemental principle,
Bolus was not popular favorite, and
would no doubt have been defeated fol-
any office in the gift of the people, but he
staid, and that was much in his favor.
1t is not every man who can stay in q
mining camp.
One freezing cold day rugged speci.
men of boy toiled through the snow,
making for the Buckingham palace, the
only liquor depository in the camp, ex
cepting the persons of the miners.
Now and then head was stuck out OF
cabin door and pair of questioning
eyes followed the boy, bur the piercing all
shot the head back again and shut the
door with slam.
1t was not comforting to the boy, but
he pushed on toward the saloon, knowing
that it at least would be open to him.
He shrank back as he crossed the
threshold, for dozen rough voices
shouted Shut the door" and the boy hest
tated.
Come right in, Shivers; you shan't be
hurt"
1t was Bolus who spoke, and his kindly
voice treasured the newcomer
The boy came forward, and Bolus, risr
ing from the empty key he was occupying
near the big stove, put him in his place
and told him to.make himself at home,
1t wasn't company mother would
care to see her boy in, nor was it a stove
fit for an exhibition in store window
but the combination was marked i'm
proVement on the cold without, and the
boy held his hands up to the red-hot iron
and turned his frozen ears toward The
warmth.
swell, Shivers,n said Bolns, pleased
with the boys evident appreciation, "does
it feel good?"
eyes, sir" replied the visitor, looking
up at him ard casting furtive glance
around the circle of rough miners com
posing the loaiing capital of the Bucking
ham, "but my name isn't Shivers."
"Oh haint it," scornfully exclaimed
Scandalous Jim, squirting a mouthful o.
tobacco juice on the stove.
mo, sir; it's Paul Seaton."
"Git on ter tibet, boys" reared Jim
DIES one o. them chicks as draps outen ,
novel an fetches his purity cognomeI
along with 'em. Now look at here, youne
feller," he continued, "mebbe as how Pau
Setting wuz yer name onct, but faint So
no more. Yer Shivers, Just as Bolus callet
her, an Shivers yer boun ter continnel
af yer wanter continner in this camp"
And Shivers it remained.
As ne sat thawing himself it might b.
ICED that he was slender fellow of L
loss with y skin in strong contrast tt
pachydermatous miners about him
Il that he belonged to the specie.
stenderfoot."
When the lad had been warmed inside
and out, the men held a consultation as tt
what disposition should be made of him
"He cant work" said Scandalous.
"Nor he hain't very purity suggested
Curly,
Hell be expensive to raise" remarked
Tight-skinned Joe.
as he weaned?" queried the Dandy.
"Don't do that, boys; don't" interposet
Bolus "The lad can't defend himself L
there amt any objections I'll take him
and try to do the fair thing by him till h
can take care of himself"
Shivers looked at him gratefully.
"Thank you," he said quietly, and pu
his dirty little hand into the brawny ON,
of the miner
"That's right, go to papa" sneered Jim
"Shut up" said Bolus.
Jim shut up
"We'll go now" continued Bolus to tn,
boy, and he went out, followed by Shivers
From that day forward the two wer,
like brothers. The boy proved hand!
about the house, and the few women II
the camp even praised his neatness in put
ting things to rights in the cabin.
When spring came, Shivers bO1gh
wild flowers from the hills and set then
out around the yard, and had trailip,
vines festooned about the low walls un,i
Bolus' cabin was called the posey patch
Bolus, too, underwent almost as great /,
change as his cabin, and he went so fa
one Sunday as to ask the Dandy for hi,
paper collar, because Shivers wanted hin
to spruce up little like as if he wa.
going to church.
So time went until September came ant
all the hills put on their robes of red.
Then dreadful change came to BOln