Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1891-03-21

Unobs erved of
amy one l took my way
TO the vault. | carried with
me a small lantern, hammer and some
strong nails. Arrived at the cemetery l
looked carefully everywhere about me,
lest some stray mourncr or curious
stranger might possibly be in the neigh
borbcod. Not soul was in sight Max
ing use OF the secret passage, soon
found myself on the scene OF my recent
terrors and sufferings, all OF which
seemed now so slight in comparison with
the mental torture Of my present condi-
tion. ] went straight to the spot
where had left the coflined
treasure, possessed myself
of all the rolls OF paper money, and dis
posed them in various small packages
about my person and in the lining OF my
clothes iii. rs stood, was worth MANY
thousands OF francs. Then, with the
help OF the tools had brought, men~ad
the huge chest in tho split places where
| had forced it open, and nailed II up
fast, so that il looked as II ii had never
been touched. l lost no time over my
task, for was in haste. 1t was my in
tention to leave Naples for a fortnight
Or more, and l purposed taking my de-
Iparture that very day. Before leaving
the vault glanced at the coffin myself
had occupied. Should l mend thai and
nail it up as though nv body were still
inside? No better leave IL rs
IL was roughly broken open il
would serve my purpose better SO. AS
soon as had finished all had to do.
clambered through the private passage,
closing IL after me with extra care and
caution, and then betook myself d.
rectly TO the MOlO. On making inQuir-
les among the sailors who were gathered
there, I heard that q small coasting
brig was ON the point OF leaving Tor
Palermo. Palermo wonld suit me as
well as any other place;-I sought out
the captain of the vessel. He was q
brown faced, merry eyed mariner,
he showed his glittering white teeth IN
the most amiable of smiles when ] ex-
pressed my desire to take passage with
him, and consented to the arrangement
ut once for @ sum which thought ex-
tremely moderate, but which l after
wards discovered to be about treble his
rightful due. But the handsome rogue
cheated me with such grace and exqul-
site courtesy, that l would scarcely
have had him act otherwise than he
did. hear good deal OF the plain
blunt honesty" of the English.
dare say there is some truth in it,
but for my own part. would rather
be cheated by friendly fellow who gives
you q CHEEKY word and q bright
look, than receive exact value for my
money from the ''plain blunt" boor who
seldom has the common politenesss to
wish you good-day.
We got under way ut about nine
O'clOck,-the morning was bright, ana
the air, for Naples, was almost cool. The
water ripping against the sides OF our
little vessel had gurgling, chatty muir
muir, as though it were talking viva
ciously Of oil the pleasant things 1t ex-
perienced between the rising and the
setting OF the sun:-of the corals and
trailing sea-weed that grew In It's blue
depths,-of the 1.-the gllttering fish that
darted hither and thither between Its
little wayes,-of the delicate shells In
which dwelt still moro delicate inhaoi-
tants, fantastic small creatures as fine
as Rlmy lace, that peeped from the
white and pink doors OF their transpar-
ent habitatiOns, and looked as enjoy |
ingly on the shimmering blue-green
of their ever-mOving element |
as we look on the vast dome Of our sky, |
bespangled thickly with stars. OF all
these things, and many more as strange !
and sweet, the gossiping water babbled
unceasingly;-it had even something to
say TO me concerning woman and wo-
mans love. It told me gleefully how |
many fair female bodies 1t had seen
sunk in the cold embrace Of the conquer
ing sea,-bodies dainty and soft as the
sylphs OF poets dream, yet which, de-
spite their exquisite beauty, had been
flung to and fro in cruel sport by the
raging pillows, and tossed among peb-
bles for the monsters Of the deep TO feed
upon.
As / sat idly on the vessels edge and
looked down, down into the clear Med
iterrsnean, brilliantly blue IS lake OF
melted sapphIres, fsncled could see
her. the Deliah Of my life, lying prone
on the golden sand, her rich hair float
Ing straightly around her like yellow
weed, her hands clenched In the death
agony, her laughing lips blue with the
uisrcing chIIlness Of the washing tide
powerless 70 move o; smile again. She
would look we'll 90, thought better 70
nv mind than she looked In che arms Of
hsr lover last nighk fell into strain
4 profound ueditatiOn-a touch on nv !