The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1892-05-19

II wish she'd bought Of me- Then he
added. with . tinge Of suspicion. "Did
she carry them herselfr-
ono, sho had Q servant" answered
Caspar angrily. He did notwish to pro-
long the Conversation. 90 he turned
away. remArking. "Good night" in .
Suriy accent.
"But you'll treat hrstr called the
other after him. "Tm chilled to the
bone
mo, Let me alone, I've something to
do at home" and he strobe on.
You'll give all the lads drop at The
Bull tonight, anyway cried the man.
"When one has such luck As that he
doesn't forget his friendA ri tell the
lads to expect you"
Lame Caspars anger arose. He NUT
tered ON oath as he hmped on in the
darkening twilight. Treati Not hel
He meant TO keep the gold piece for him.
self. Il was hard, indeed, II . man
couldn't keep what belonged to him.
"But It doesn't belong to you," voice
seemed to cry within him. at belongs
to the golden haired boy" Caspar
turned TO see II any one was following
him. BE saw nobody, yet peculiar
dread possessed him. When he reached
his hut, on the outskirts Of the settle
ment. he carefully bolted the door be-
fore he lighted the candle that he stuck
into the neck Of bottle. He sat down
by ~ rickety old table and examined
the old piece leisurely. It scintillated
in the dim, red candle light like q living
thing. BE was afraid to sit there hold
ing it in his hand for any length Of time.
Il had already been discovered in his
possession and soon the whole village
would know Of 1t. Possibly the news
might spread to the little boys ears, and
then
As this thought occurred to him his
fingers trembled 20 violently that the
gold piece fell Gathering on the table.
He began to regret that he had not given
1t to the boy, but It was too late now,
and besides he wanted It. He loved to
look at 1t. II was the most beautiful
thing he had ever seen; but he must hide
It away somewhere 1t until he
made up his mind to spend It. He there
fore placed It In y cup and locked the
cup in q closet. After this he cooked
his supper and went to bed.
Through his feverish dreams all night
long brilliant showers Of gold danced
and twined themselves into fantastic
shapes. Sometimes they seemed to fall
from an immense height and threaten to
crush him beneath their weight, and he
cried out in desperate terror. His rest
was broken and frightful visions as.
sailed him. Once or twice the face Of q
golden haired boy rose before him alter
nately wreathed In smiles and bathed In
tears.
With the advent Of the dawn Lame
Caspar awoke, troubled and unrefreshed.
As he walked to his boat, that was
moored some distance away, Q woman'a
fresh voice called to him from q window;
"Good morning. Caspar. l hear that
you have q gold piece that lady gave
you for q few fish. What luckI'
he stopped short and scOwled back at
her. well, what Of itS" he snapped.
"Ive right to my own, suppose"
Nobody said you hadn't, but the lads
seemed to think you might treat fol-
once. They waited for you at The Bull
last night and were vexed because you
didn't come. Are you going to treat to-
nightT
"Nor' he answered and passed on out
Of sight into the dull tinted morning.
All day. sitting among his nets and
tackle, he reflected upon what he had
done and the possible result. It would
be silly in the extreme to keep the gold
piece forever in the cupboard when be
stood In need Of so many things. StiIl
he did not feel like spending 1t imme-
diately. A superstitious dread overcame
him whenever he contemplated parting
with II.
Generally speaking, he was q success,
full fisherman, but today he got scarcely
anything, and he came home in the even
ing tired and ont Of temper. Upon one
point his mind was made up. He would
not go near the tavern. He resented be
ing pressed to spend the money in drink,
But the other fishermen, when they
found he did not come. sent q delegation
10 his house. About six men raped
loudly on the door, more in spirit Of
mischief than downright vexation, but
1t was sufficient to rouse Lame CaspaI
to furious opposition.
"What do you WANT" be shouted,
hinging the door wide open and con.
fronting them with fierce hostility
depicted on every line Of his counte-
nance.
I'VE want you to treat. Aren't you
coming to The Bul1r'
mo; I'm sick. Go away and let me
Alone" And he tried to shut the door.
But the men resisted the action.
Sick, nonsenser' cried one. "What'l
come over you, mann Have you turned
miserY'
Lets see your gold piece anyway,
said another. 1--WE never get such
things. Let's see what It looks like,
and he tried to force his way into the
cabin.
ayes, let's see thegold pieceI' shouted
the others In Q chorus. But Caspar'a
features grew hvid with passion. He
strobe forward with clinched fist
"Out Of here every mothers son Of yer
be shouted. "I1l not spend a penny to
make 70 more drunken than ye are. Out
, Of here, l sayF
The men drew back surprised ct this
strange Outburst. For moment no one
spoke. Then one said, with slow DELHI
Grafton; Come away, lads, come away
From the way he talks 1t looks as II he'd
stolen the money instead Of coming hon
estly by IL. One would think he was q
thief afraid Of being found out"