Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1890-07-03

blew. for Ills fear and hatred o,
Murphy, were equally intense, the
Chinaman stumbled over his
rice bowl and by pure accident
I throwing out his hand, lie hit THE
boys face smartly. As much from
fright as from pain. the little fellow
burst out crying, and Murphy with
an oath, ernsped the flying cue of All
Lee. Whirling him around, he with
n whip laid one stinging stroke
across the wild brown face. 1t was
n cruel, impuisive blow, and on tie
instant even rough Murphy regretted
it. A livid line appeared from I'll e
corner OF one almond eyeto the snub
nose and down to the blunt chin.
"Strike the bye. will yez? Yer
scaly leper!" yelled Murphy in a
seeming rage, though really ashamed
ed Othimself. And he thrust the cow
ering heather from him.
Sinking like whipped hound to
the farther corner of the little room,
All Lee with murderous eye surveyed
his enemy.
You lickee me. alice same me pay
| yOu," he muttered thickly.
Something in hesquat, sullcn face,
filled with horrible rage, the snaky
venom in the glittering black eyes,
made Murphy shudder. He went
out rather hastily, with the weeping
Tommie in his wake.
But All Lee y revengeful glare went
with Murphy, and haunted him all
the evening.
Lying unusually wakeful in bed
that night, with Tommie slumbering
peacefully beside him 1.-THE boy 8
mother had been dead O year, and
Murphy was both father and mother
to his only child, he thought un-
easily.
''Indade ] wish Id not hit the hay
then. He'll loikely lay it up agin me
for revenge. They say has an ugly
devil whin he's mad. If the docther
comes up termorrer I'll tell him l. i
quit mesilfif the Chinyman stays on
the ranch any l1nger. That settles
it," and turning over, Murphy was
soon snoring.
But all that night All Lee lay
sleepless, with dry throat and burn
ing eyes, on his hard pallet. In his
seething brain one idea was
alone uppermost, revenge, and the
deadlier the better. 1t was not a
question of shall, but how. Toward
midnight his bitter hatred was
brought to u focus. He had finally
hit upon terrible means OF retribu-
ton, and he chung to it tenaciously,
nursing it with a gall till it became
strong and hideous, overpowering
the feeble better impulse which sell
dom strove to assert itself.
Tommie, the blue-eyed innocent,
was his fathers idol, more to him
than life. Was it not u sweet and
sure revenge to strike Murphy
through this boy, q more than NOR
tai blow?
And All Lee smiled to himself in the
darkness.
Never did sun rise on a sweeter
Sabbath morning, and look forth
over the hills upon fairer valley.
A faint silvery fog, like wreathes Of
smoke, curled up the foothills and
fringed the brown mountains base.
1t was a sunny California plain, shut
in by mountain ranges from
the harsh, windy world with
out. Round about for three miles
between the hills lay the white
ranch buildings. the green or
chards, some of them sheets of
snowy bloom, the budding vine-
yards, green wheat and barley fields.
with here and there a clump of sturdy
old oaks. An Eden-like picture Of
sunshine, peace and plenty.
DR.. Morgan's ranch in the foothills
caught the first rays of the morning
light. A faint, fitful breeze stirred
the leaves Of the oaks near the sta
bles, and lazily turned the windmill's
wheel about the big water tank.
Back of the stables rose the hill on
whose long, steep, brown side. from
base to summit, acre on acre of warm
fertile earth, was the noted Morgan
vineyard. Row after row in count
less numbers, extended the regular
lines of short stakes, each with n
budding vine trained to it. and all
straight, trim und uniform from the
bottom up, far up to the topmost
heights, like an army OF Lilliputians,
! those serried ranks covered the great
hill-slope.
To the lett of the vineyard a deep,
wild gorge concealed the creek,
brGwling it's way down from the
mountains. 1t was from All Lees
cabin but short walk to this lively
stream, and sufficiently hidden
and solitary, it had become his IA
vorite Sunday resort. Here he would
pa tiently fish in the clear pools hour
after hour, rarely catching so much
as minnow, but nevertheless we'll
pleased with this pre-eminently
heathenish way of spending the day.
Like his Christian neighbors, how
ever, he generally passed the earlier
hours of the forenoon in profound
slumber; and lying awake oil that
night caused him to sleep heavily Us