The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-01-17
SWEET JENNY RELENTED
~ OF BRET uARTES TALES OF
CALIFORNIA LIFE AND LOVE.

Crit ana ne W O2A LIS w 44C AZ q y OF
Valiant Way.
Fret Earte in Pittsburg Bulletin.
mas nearly mile from the sea to her
,..ba-'s house, but the breath OF it was
.Izsys strong at the windows and doors IN
.to early morning, and, when there were
law Southwestern" blowing in the win
- the wind brought the sharp sting of
ard to her cheek, ard the rain an odd taste
. salt to her lips. On this particular
member afternoon, however. as she stood
:, the doorway, it seemed to be singularly
a.11, The southwest trades blew but family,
and scarcely broke the crests of the long
pacific swell that lazily rose and fell on the
beach. which only a slanting copse of scrub
ook and willow hid from the cottage
~ wouldn't go far to-day. Jennie" said
tsr father, as the girl stepped from the
..5+esbO,d. al don't trust the weather at
ms season-and, besides, you had better be
i1oking over your wardrobe for the party
stS Sol Catlin'S."
aSEby. father, you don't intend to go to
that nai'sg' said the girl, looking up with a
troubled face.
%LaWyer Miller" as he was called by his
t.vr nsighbOrs looked slightly embarrassed.
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"Whv not? Why, father, you know how
,rlCar and conceded he iS-how everybody
here truckles TO him."
"Very likely; he's very superior man of
his kinda kind they understand here.
too great trapper, hunter AID pioneer. "
"But don't beiive in his trapping, hunt
ing and pioneeringn said the girl. petul-
iantlv. II believe it's all as hollow and
bir,calF Tt1c raa1
what one thinks it should be, than he is
And he dares to patronize you-you. father,
an educated man and a gentlemanW
"Say rather an unsuccessful lawyer who
was fool enough to believe that buying q
ranch could make him farmer" returned
her father, but half jestingly. Il only
wish was as good at my trade as he is"
"But YOU never liked him-you always
used to ignore him; you've changed father
- She stopped suddenly, for her reool-
lection of her fathers quiet superiority and
easy Independence, when he first came
there. was in such marked contrast to his
late careless and weak accession to the
rude life around them, that she felt pang
of vague degration, which she feared her
voice might betray.
"Verv well! Do as you like" he replied
with affected carelessness, "only l thought
as We cannot afford to go elsewhere this
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what we could find here"
Take what we could find heref" 1t was
sounlike him-he, who had always been SO
strong in preserving their little domestic
refnenents in their rude surroundings that
that their poverty had never seemed mean,
nor their seclusion ignoble. She turned
away to conceal her Indignant color. She
could share the household work with a
sCuaw and Chinaman. She could fetch
! i haI ,;1,x,
seen her d ing it, but to dance to his vulgar
piping-neverl
She was not long in reaching the sands
that now Icy before her, warm, sweet
scented from short beach grass stretching
to dim, rocky promonrory, and absolutely
untrod By any foot but her own. 1t was
this virglnity Of seclusion that had been
charming TO her girlhood; fenced in be-
tween the impenetrable hedge of scrub-oaks
on the one side, and the lifting green walls
Of breakers-tipped with chereau1 de friSe
of whita foam on the other, she had known
q perfect security for her sports OF fancies
that had captivated her tow inbred instincts
and native fastidiousness. A few white
winged sea-birds, as proud, reserved and
malden-!lke as herself, had been her only
companions. And it was now the custodian
OF her secret-a secret as innocent and
child-lke as her previous youthful fancies-
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One DAY she had come upon the rotting
ribs Of a wreck on the beach. Its distance
from tho tide line, its position, and its deep
l:ube ding of sand, showed that it was of
ancient origin. An omlivorous reader of
all that rcT aimed to tho history of Cali
fornia, Jenny had IN fancy often sailed the
seas n one Of tho3e mysterious treasure
ships that had skirted the coast in bygone
days, AID she at once settled in her mind
fbar hap n 49,
castaWay Philippine galleon. Partly from
her reserve, and partly from a suddenly con-
celved plan, she determined to keep its ex-
lstence q, unknown to her father as careful
inquiry on her part had found it was
equally unknown to the neighbors. For
this shy, imaginative girl of Is had con-
ylnc9d herself that it might still con-
tam a part of its old treasure
She would dig for it herself without
telling anybody. If she failed no one would
know it; II she were successful she would
surprise her father and perhaps retrieve
their fortune by less vulgar means than
their present till. Thau ks to the secluded
hcal!y and the fact that she was known to
spend her leisure moments in wandering
mere, she could work without suspicion.
Hecretly conveying shovel and few tools
70 the spot the next day, she set about her
pr'dlgious task. As the upper works were
eOH9' anu Tue SaIleOn not large, IN three
weeks working an hour or two each day.
she had made deep excavation in the stern.
one had found many curious thiugs-the
lotsam and jetsam of previous storms-but
as yet, it is perhaps needless to say, not the
treasure.
To-day she was filed with the vague
nope OF making her discovery before Christ
mas day. To have bsep able to take her
lather something that day-if only q few
ga col s-the fruit of her own unsupported
,SO0T and 1ntution-not the result of vulgar
uarler or mental wage-would have been
complete happiness. 1t was perhaps soma
wat visionary expectation Tor an educated
sNi OF IL, but am writing of yqNng CAL
norma girl, who had lived in the fierce
sIamor of treasure hunting, and in whose
sensitive individuality some of it's subtle
poison had been instilled. Howbeit, today
sne found nothing. She was sadly hiding
uer pick and shovel, as was her custom.
%nen she discovered the first track of an
allen loot in the sand. Robinson Crusoe
was not more astounded at the savage foot
PRINT than Jenny Miller at this damning
proof OF the invasion of her sacred terri
.ory. The footprints came from and re-
turned to the copse Of shrubs. Some one
~ight have seen her at work.
but singular change in the weather.
?seriooked in her excitement, here forced
ss seH upon her. A light film over sea and
'Ay, lifted only by fitful gusts of wind,
tioethed to have suddenly thickened until it
uecane an opaque vault, narrowing in cir
Sunllerence as the wind increased. The
promontory behind her disappeared, as if
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