Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-08-30

wou d sing-auaint songs which had never ieari before to airs which I suspect, without vel. knowing why, were of his own compost ton. Ills voice was of large compass-a silvery tenor ofsurprising purity and sweetness inasmuch as I have seen the sailors stand spellbound and even with tears in their eyes, at some sweet song of love and home. Often, again. the words would be weird and mysteri- ous, but the voice was always delicious whether he spoke or sang. 1 asked him once why with such a gift he had not tried his fortune on the stage, at which he laughed and replied that he would never be bound by rules of art or forced to sing, whatever his humour, to an audience for which he cared nothing. I do not know why dwell so long upon this extraordinary man. His path of life has chanced to run side by side with my own for short space and the two have now branched off, nor in all likelihood will ever meet again. My life has been quiet one, and has not lain much in the way of extraordinary men, but I doubt if many such Simon Colliver exist. He is perfect enigma to me- That such man, with such attainments for besides his wonderful conversation and power of singing he has an amazing knowledge of foreign tongues), that such man, say should be mere attorneys clerk is little short of mar vellous. But as regards his past he told me nothing, though an apt and ready listener when spoke of Lantrig and of Margery and Jasper at home. But he showed no curiosity as to the purpose of my voyage, and in fact seemed altogether careless as well of the fate as of the opinion of his fellow-men. He has passed out of my life; but when I shook hand with him at parting left with regret the most fascinating companion it has been my lot ever to meet.
 But of all this will tell if Heaven be pleased to grant me q safe return to Lantrig. Let me now recount my business with MT. Elihu San derson.
 Il said farewell to the captain of the Golden Wave and my friend Coliver upon the quay, meaning to ask MT. Sanderson to recommend good lodging for the short time intended to stay ill Bombay. Captain Carey had ill- ready directed me to the East India Com pany's office and hither I tried to make my way at once. Easy as it was, however missed it, being lost in admiration of the crowd. When at last I arrived at the doors surprised to see Colliver coming out, un- til remembered that his brother WAS in the COmpany's employ. It seems, however, that he had been transferred to Trichinopoly some months before, and my friends labor was in vain. am bound to say that he took his dis appointment with great good humor, and made very merry over our meeting again so soon, protesting that for the future we had better hunt in couples among this Outlandish folk and so lost him again.
 After some difficulty and delay I found myself at length in the presence of this MT. Elihu Sanderson, whom I had speculated so ofton. was ushercd by clerk into his private office, and he rose to meet me- judged him directly 10 be the son of the EEhu Sanderson mentioned in my fathers wl-as indeed is the ease. 4 spare, dry, shrivelled man, with a mouth full of determination and acuteness, and a habit of measuring his words as though they were for sale he is in every | thing but height the essence of every Scotch man remember to have seen.
 "'Good day said he, MT. - I fancy I did not catch your name.'
 "'Trenoweth,' said 1.
 | "Indeed Trenowethr ? he repeated and I | fancy l saw glimmer of surprise in his eyes. | Do guess your business?
 "Muybe you do,' replied, for I take it to | be somewhat unusual
 "'-Ah yes just so; somewhat unusual Y and he chucklcd drily-'somowhat unusual Very good indeed! l suppose-eh?-you have some credentials-some proof that you really are called Trenoweth?' Here Mir. Slnderson looked at me sharply.
 ''1n reply 1 produced my fathers will and l the little Bible from my jerseys side. As did so, felt the Scotchman's eyes examining me narrowly. I handed him the packet. The | the Bible, pondcred awhile and then said | "I suppose you guess that this was a piece | of private business between Amos Trenoweth l deceased, and my father, also deceased. | tell you frankly, Mir. Trenoweth-by the way what is your Christian name, eh? So you are 1 tho Ezekiel mentioned in the will? Are you a bold man, eh? Well, you look it. at any rate
 AS was saying, tell ye frankly it is not the sort of business I would have undertaken nly- ! p,,fy f,+h hcl h among them was an affection for your father 1 It may have beon based on profit for your l father, Mr. Trenoweth. as far as I have heard 1 was not exactly a lovable man, if yell excuse | me. If it was, I've never seen these profits and I've examined my fathers papers pretty ] thoroughly. But this is d family matter and had better not be discussed in office hours i Can you dine with me this eveningY II replied that I should be greatly obliged
 but, in the first place, as d stranger, would
 count it as favor to be told of some decent lodging for such time as I should be detainot ! in Bombay.
 1 "Mr sanderson pondere,l again, tapped the l foQr with his foot, pulled his short crop ot
 sandy whiskers and said:
 "'Our business may detan us for aught ! know, long into the night, Mir. Trenoweth. Y.
 would be doing me a favor if ye stayed with m,
 for a day or two. am a bachelor and live as
 one. If you will get your boxes sent up tc Craigie Cottage, Malabar Hill will try tC ! make you comfortable. You are wondering al
 the name "Craigte Cottage"-another crotchc ! of My fathers. He was a Scotchman lC
 have ye know and so am I, for that m;ltor
 though never saw Scotch soil, being hal 1 prodigious phenomenon, a British child sue
 cessfully reared in India But I hope to se
 foot there some day, please God! Save us how am talking, and in office hours too 1 Goodbye, MT. Trenoweth, and'-once more 1 his eyes twinkled-'I would to Heaven Vt
 were a Scotchmani
 Although yerily hroiled with the heat
 spent the rest ot the day in sauntering abou
 the city and drinking in its marvels until tn,
 time when I was due to present myself a
 Craigie Cottage.
 "Mr. Sanderson received me hospitably, anC l entertained me to a most agreeable meal
 though the dishes were somewhat hotlv sea
 soned, and the number of servants ag;ai1
 gave me some uneasiness, But when after
 dinner, we sat and smoked out on the balcon,
 and watched the still gardens, the glimmerins houses and, above all, the noble bay sleepins
 beneath the gentle shadow of the night con
 fess to feeling that, after all, man is at nom
 wherever Nature smiles so kindly The husl