The Lamar register., 1892-03-12

y bland May sun
shine cnme; and when, oneday, Capt,
Ezekiel Midget was seen sitting on n
wooden milking stool, smoking his
pipe. in front of the open door, the
neighborhoodn all opened their eyes.
Jest come back from the east
said Deacon Robbins.
Been alvin with pashns and Of
fendis,r snid John jerks, who had
once heard n lecture on the east.
Maxim his fortune, l calculate
observed Billy ThaNter.
Don't look much like it," said
shrewd Mr.. Munday. Hes got ON
the very same identicklec he wore
when hcwent away; I'D know them
horn buttons II was to see 'em in
Jerusalem. And he hain't reiuruish-
- to signify. and there suit My amt
been no attempt tomeni the broken
E,aces, nor patch up the stun walls
un the place"
Capt. Midget had commanded the
Nancy Belle, n fishing schooner whieh
cruised from Maine to Floridn, and
during one oi his voyages he had fall
en- in with the captain of Turkish
yrssel, and allowed himself to he
tempted into the far regions OF the
golden cnst.
After that all record ceased, except
that now and then n rumor toated
back ofthc captains having been seen
by stray travellers, seated cross-leE-
cel on a cushion. smoking n prodi-
cious chibouque, in the companion
ship OF turbaned dignitaries and
salanmiug slaves!
But OF all this the captain would
bear no testimony.
Il did stay east n spell, was all
that he would say, but can't say
! liked it. ."
The captains favorite niece Lucy
Ostrom, came down from Bidding
ham to live with him, and settle his
house.
Il don't want things no different
from what they be, said the thank
less mariner.
"Oh. but you can't live so, unele'
snid Mrs. Ostrom. And Nathan
would lust as lief come down and live
here. as to work in the shoe factory
at Biddinghnm.'
A sharp attack of genuine Connec-
ticut rheumatism accentuated Mrs.
Ostrom's advice. and Capt. Ezekiel
made no further objection to the
plan.
..I.ucy's a good creetur'," said he.
'sI guess I'll let her have her own
way"
iUncle. is IL true?'' Mrs. ostrom
asked, one day.
'Is what true?" retorted the old
man, slowly, rubbing his swelled fin
g.rs with pine scented liniInent.
About your having n genuine
cashmere shawl that once belonged
to n great begun in Wahwallah, in
lndia?'
Yes, it's true" said Capt. Ezekiel.
"Oh, uncle, where is it2''
Il left it in the bonded warehouse
in New York" answered the old man.
.was it very pretty, uncle?"
"Wal, it wasn't bad to look at"
Mrs. Ostrom's bright blue eyes
spnrkled. .,,,
How Ishould like to see itl''
Guess likely you would" was the
dry rejoinder.
"Unclel"
"Wal?'
"Whnt are you going to do with
it?"
Capt. Ezekiel screwed up his face.
"Wal. | was calculatin' to hev it
sold at auction at Buckingham, Fri
day week." he answered, slowly. IL
orter'd fetch deal o money, that
shawl. It's all sorts o'colors, and
that fine We can dror it through
weddin' ring, if SO be ye're a mind
to-"
..Dear mer' said Mrs. Ostrom.
The fame of the begum's shawl
spread all through the place. Every
woman in Bidding Center had some
Question to ask, or some statement
to make in regard to it. Not a soul
but secretly determined to put bid
for the treasure.
"It's too bad you've had such i'll
luck this year, Nathan" said Mrs.
Ostrom, with tears in her eyes. I'd
ha' liked that ere shawl.
.sWell. well, Lucy, faint every
bodv can have what they want in
this world" said honest Nathan.
But in his secret heart he deter
mined to draw his slender balance
ont of the Biddingham Savings bank,
ane have try for the prize coveted
so ardently by his hard worked WIFE
Her brother, Squire Samuel GrlpPs,
also made the same resolve.
"Lucy shall hev that shawl II mon
Am INV itr, said he. .sShe,a al