Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1889-05-18
"And hct ous "a end of him"

But you don't mean to say that he was
killed." Nancy said
mo. don't suppose he was killed" re
turned Beautiful jim but we heard no
more Of him for that night They just
dragged him downstairs and showed him
under bench, and be was no more
trouble to any ybody so far as any of us
saw And by that same token Beau
tiful Jim went on wi'h keen enjoyment
IF the recoiiection-"tha was one of the
5eautifulest cracks ever saw-quite
scientific; for it wasn't hard nor heavy
it was Just neat, don't you know And
then there was the little Irish American.
lie. after snarlng and quarreling half
the night. got kicked out Of the cabin and
came up on deck. where we, who couldn't
stand the atmosphere downstairs. were
trying in vain to get a little warmth and
comfort by budding together round the
funnel And it was cold-ohl how cold
it was. with strong hail storm beating
on u.s. and the waves washing over the
bows of the boat every minutel don't
believe any of us had ever been so miser
able, forlorn. or thoroughly wretched in
all our lives before. know have never
felt quite like that since
We'll. this little chap came up to the
he could for the lurching of the vessel
and the unsteadness of his own standing
At last, however, he stopped opposite
to me.
Come an ave 4 drink. he said.
well didn't dare refuse. for was
only youngster and didn't see the force
of letting him use his bowie knife or his
six shooter for my benefit, So looked
up and sad-'Have a drink-oh-er-
where is it to be got?
Steward has it. he answered, with
an uncertain kind of wink. Steward says
I'm drunk-won't serve me, You go and
get the whisky--{steward cant say you re
drunk Ian wen drink it together.
"l didn't dare refuse him. so | got up;
but in trying to follow me the little
American happened to fall foul of
Scotch woman with very large family
of children under her garments, like
chickens under hen $ wings. OF course
she went for him tooth and nail, and
soundly belabored him. and took the op
portunlty of just slipping round the other
side of the funnel and sitting down In
the same place as had been before And
then, when he had gathered himself up
and apparently been all round the ship in
pursuit of me, he came back, trying to
peer into our faces SO as to identify me
again. and take me along for tho drink
However, happily he was too drunk, or
too sleepy or something. to be sure Of
me. and the old Scotch lady stood my
friend and warned him against getting
too near to her. so. at last, he seemed to
get sleepy all at once, and he just rolled
himself under a hand barrow or hand
truck and went of to sleep. | believe.
Il 1xy hat
had known he was dying we were all to
Ill and frozen and miserable ourselves to
have moved so much as finger to help
him. Not, all the same, that he seemed
in the smallest danger, for he slept Sc.
renely en-, and snored away as happily as
possible.
However, when morning came and we
found ourselves alongside of the quay,
some of the ships people came along and
fished him out; and If you'll believe me,
Miss Earle, he was so petrified he couldn't
stand-couldn't move hand or foot"
But alive?" she asked.
"Alivel Oh. yes. And they stuck him
up with his back against the funnel to
get melted; und presently heard him say
to himself. in sleepy sort of tone
"'An' bedad. I've got an ah-ful crick
in me neck"
"And how did you get on after3"
'Oh, as fine as possible-and when we
got to Dublin we found only first and
second class In the train, but they took us
second class. and said never word, and
we got home and thought no more about
It; but. by that same token. it was an
awful night, the worst I've spent in all
my life."
| 1t would not be easy to say how deeply
Interested Miss Earle was-so much so, in
fact, that she forgot all about tho letter
and the unfortunate slip,
That's very fine story" she said,
with hattering cir Of appreciation, as
she lay at ease in tho big chair and idly
watched the tennis players on the lawn
before.
"Ahl l little thought | should ever
ha 20 Tho hnart ta naLa a tory out of my