The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1886-01-02

BY ROBERT BUCHANAN.
CHAPTER TX
DISCOVERY.

thoroughly convinced that ono of two thing
must be true: either that William Jones hat
been instructed to Keep a watch upon him, O
that he, William Jones, had q secret Of sora
sort which no was anxious not 70 have re
vealed- After both ~supposi.iocs had beer
duly weighed, tho second was accepted us th'
most likely, and it forthwith received th,
young mans consideration.
If there was a secret, he argued, it was II
some way connected-f-stly, with William
Jones' worldly prosperity; secondly, with the
reports current of treasure hidden in times
past among the sardhills CT the dangerous
caverns of the sea. Was it possible. after all,
that these reports were true, and that in
some mysterious manner Jones had become
acquainted with the h~idinS-placea It seemed
very improbable for many reasons, one of
the chief being tho mans extreme poverty,
which appeared to touch the very edge of
sheer starvation.
A little inquiry in the neighborhood, how
ever, ELECTED the information that Jones, de-
spite his abject penu.y, was certainly well-to-
do, and had money in the bank Of the NEIGH
boring market town; that tho ruined village
OF Aberglyn belonged almost entirely to him;
and that, in short, he was By nature ard
habit a misery person, who would prefer
boarding up whatever he possessed to pur-
chasing with it the commonest necessaries of
life.
An old coastguard, whom Brinkley found
next day on the station, was his chief In
formant.
"Don't you believe him, sir" said this old
salt, "if be tells you he's poor. He's q shark,
William Jones Is, and couldn't own up even
to his own father. It's my belief he's got
gold hidden ~somewheres among them sand
h1lIo of nIO-a wDI4k - - = =
bank. All, he's an artful one, is William
Jones'"
Brinkley had said nothing of his own pri-
vate suspicious, but had merely introduced in
a general way the subject OF Jones' worldly
position. Further conversation with Tim,
had madea few Struggling acquaintance
In the district, c~orroborated the other testi-
mony. The young maj became more and
more convinced that William Jones was
worth studying.
Matt had not turned up that morning In
stead OF locking after her B1:-llvy took
another stroll toward the vicinity ct the
Devils Caldran- he Lad not gono far before !
he discovered that be was watched ac,in.
figare Of William Jones fcl.2vcd ia the !
distance, brtEecriny him wei il Wow.
1t was certainly curious.
He walled over 10 the ellis mi Looked !
at tho scene Of yesterdays ta2~ Cd !
A strong wind was BLOWING,
and the waves were surg:ng up tae roc,,s
with deafen:ng roar and fca-ry spu:ne. The
pace looked verJ ugly, particularly near The
All tie passage was cru.red to
milky white, and the sound from beneath
was, 10 quote an cid smile, like the roar of
nnumerable char;ots.
lie glanced over his shoulder and saw the
read OF william jones caGc-,5 wasc.ain~. the
'ody being hidden behind an intcrven:-o
'ock.
"Strange" he rejected ely predatory
rlend can't keep h-s treajlre, il he possesses
DOWN IN fh2t wacery gulf. Yet when
yer l como near it his manner tells me thct I
am warm as they say Ia tho game of hide
I'd sock.
10 test the matter a little further, hoset eff
n n br1sk walk along the ellis, Ieav:ng t..a
'aidron behind. Ho found, rs hs Led scs-
ected, that he was 10 lon-er followed. r.
as he came, and resuuning his OF
.osition, he saw William Jones immediately
That day he discovered no clew to the
lystery, nor the next, nor the next again.
Oh each day he went through q ~sirlilnr
srtormance. Strange to say, Matt had not :
III IN an appearance, and for reasons of his !
wa he had Thought IL better not to seek her. :
On tho morning Of tho third day y dark, .
lilly morning, after a night of rain-Tim 5
his Lead into the Caravan, where his :
aster was seated at his easel, and grinncd {
,lightedly. '
M ChnrlesI She's come, sorf' q
Who the deuce has comer' cried Brink o
y. II
"Ihe lady, your honor, to have her picture =
ken. WIN show her into the p~arlorgo u
as he spoke Matt pushed him aside and
tered. She wore her best clothes, but O.
oked = little pale and anxious, Brinkley y
ought, greeting her with a familiar nod. :,
80 you've come at lasti Tim, get out, :.
u rascal. thought you had given me 10