The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1890-07-26
JANET LEE
In the Shadow of the
GaIIOWS.
BY DAVID LOWRY.
CHAPTER XIV.
THE EIPST EIEW

time at his disposal.
SO this is Salem, he said to himself.
It's more like Turkey, where crooked
look brings n bastina ado, and a word cuts
your head of If this is what the new
world comes to in a generation or two,
it's best We find no more. The old is
kinder to u.s.
He was walking directly toward the
old meeting house, when a pelt-a pretty
piece of fur hang ng at door-attracted
HIM, when who should pass that way but
Arthur Proctor. He was in hurry, but
the moment he saw the sailor he stopped
and held out hand cordially, which was
as warmly grasped.
"Good-morning. Mr.
Jones" said the sailor; Il need not
ask how the morning finds you, Mr.. Proc
tor"
Its lucky | met you, for have word
for you in private.
That is the very thought in my mind,
said Arthur Proctor.
Why, then, We need not be long in
coming to business, said the sailor.
Where can We be alone?"
II live hard by-a few steps more
This is my lodging place. We can be
alone here for awhile.
As he spoke Arthur Proctor led the
sailor into the house and passed upstairs
q
and trunk comprised the sole appoint
ments. Proctor sat down on the trunk
and pointed to a chair.
This Is gong to great deal of trouble
for nothing, maybe, said the sailor but
III make bold to speak to you, now We
are alone"
Whatever you say will so no farther :"
said Proctor.
If | did not feel sure of that I'd not
be here.
He pondered, looking at the floor, while
Proctor waited his pleasure. At last the
sailor looked up.
wv hat was the story about the murder
of the innkeeper's SOM"
You mean Daniel Meade's SOM
The sailor nodded
Why, that was altogether n bad bust
ness The young fellow was fearful of
his father. lie had quarrelcd-it was but
a triillng matter at the worst -and not
knowing ont the authorities might inquire
into 1t, when he came home he was afraid
to be seen save by his parents for a
tine. Then a traveller sailor like
yourself lodged overnight in the inn
and siee ing IN the same room with the
son, was bent on robbing the inn. There
are some think there was a quarrel. The
innkeeper and his wife aver the man was
trying to rob them, when the son awoke.
and in max ng his escape the robber shot
the son and killed him"
"Humphi That might be. too"
You seem to doubt it. Have you any
reason TO question the parents state
ment?"
Far from it. If the boy was shot and
the LOGGER ran away, aud all pointed as
you say, why. that ends it "
That Is the story commoniv believed. y
Arthur Proctor looked at the sailor in
quiriugly. The sailor seemingly had dis
missed the subject from his mind. He
turned abruptly to Proctor.
Think you Martin Lee is hereabouts?"
That | cannot tell, said Proctor, c ~
tiously. 1t would be strange if he were
here and ! not hear of it"
on know the Lees we'll, them"
Arthur Proctor's cheeks Redeemed. The
sailor, observing his rising color, added
quickly.
Pardon me. / meant much less than
you have taken ont of my question.
have no right to meade in others affairs,
but seeing what | see, If the wind blows
as your looks lead me to think. I'm
pleased | Glanced upon you. l would do
Martin Lee a good turn before / so to
Boston.
do not understand
That is what | must explain fully.
You see, its like this: Marin Lee don't
know | am living. He thinks it best to
keep ont of harm way since we fought
last. Twas all rum at the bottom-all
rum III tell you the whole story"
The sailor crossed his legs drew a long
breath, and moving his head very slowly
from side to side continued:
Martin Lee and me sailed together in
the same ship. 1t happened so 10y acct
dent Anyhow We We're in the same TO
castle. The last time 1t happened We
hadn't met for years. He was given IN
for lost years. And lie was, too. but he
found himself as | may say Well-to
make my story short, last time We sailed
was on the ship Eliza The ship Eliza
took him from Portuguese ship. whe re
be was helped off a wreck omewhere
SO being old mates, we We're mighty glad
TO see each other He had some rare
things rare things to show me.
have specimen in my purse. MavhaI
you might guess what ii is.
The sailor produced his purse and drew
from the bottom Of ii piece of fine
leather, which he Unrelled carefully
exposing to view a curious ooking stone
one srie of which sparkled rs he passed
il TO Proctor, who turned It over in his
palm inditferently and returned It.
Il never saw such thing before
Nor l. But l shouldn't wonder if i
would bring hundred pound or more.
Is II a diamond demanded Procto,
eagerly.
That's what Martin gave it me 70
and / never knew him to tell me lie
He gave il TO me as a keepsake 10 buy my
self o present with, he said. You see
when we got ashore-safe and sound boil
ofus. and the ship at the bottom. and man,
a brave fellow with her-we were man
glad. That was nature. Well. We turne,
TO, and called for the best that was so
ing. That was nature, too. Think wha
we had come through since we had part
ed. Well twas selfish like for me TO e
alone 1T it. so | had a friend, and b,
found mate, and we made a day of i
and night. and another day atop o
]. that, and another night. And then ",
had as much company as Jack ever has
till his pockets empty. Whether il va:
planned or accident or the devil put IT il
us, the frolic broke up in fight. l b.
an ugly customer with my best friends
they say, when I'm drunk Martin Lee
and me fought. and someboly-'twai
never Martln-cut me with a knife. L Wa:
done for then. and when I came TO no
body knew aught of Martin Lee. Now
seeing how twas. twas clear to me b,
would be caught and hanged if died
When. as | say and will maintain, 'iwa:
all my fault an Martin Lee is In hiding
for a thing he need not be ashamed of
have come to set his mind at rest. In
main sorry it happened with my ole
mats-the best friend i ever sailed with.
So. if you are intimate with John Lee
and can help me get his good Will, We
must tell Martin Lee there's no Longer
use for his hiding.
There is ten times-a thousand TIMES