The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1893-10-18
CHAPTER v.

CONCLUDES WITH KISS
Not far from the spot where William
Jones had landed, and removed some
little distance from the deserted vii
lage, with its desolate main street and
roofess habitations, there stood low,
one-storied cottage, quite as black and
forbidding looking as any Of the aban-
doned dwellings in It's vicinity. 1t was
built of stone and rooted with slate,
but the doorway was composed Of old
ships timber, and the one small win
dow it contained had originally formed
the window of ships cabin. Over the
door was placed, like a sign, the
wooden fgure-head of young woman,
naked to the waist, holding mirror in
her hand and regarding herself with
remarkable complacency, despite tho
fact that accident had deprived her Of
nose and one eye, and that the beau
tiful red complexion and jet-black hair
she had once possessed had been en-
tirely washed away by the action Of
the elements, leaving her all over Of a
leprous pallor. The rest Of the build
ing, as have suggested, was Of sinis-
ter blackness, though here and there
1t was sprinltled with wet sea sand.
Sand, too, lay on every side, covered q
small patch originally meant for a
garden, and drifted thickly up to the
very door.
To this cottage William Jones ran
with his treasure-trove, and, entering
without ceremony, found himself in
almost total darkness; for the light
which crept through the blackened
panes Of the small window was only
Just sufficient to make darkness visible.
But this worthy seaside character,
having, In addition to cats predatory
instincts, something Of a cats power OF
vision, clearly discernod everything in
the chamber he just entered-a rude,
stone-paved kitchen, with an open
fireplace, and no CRATE, black rafters
overhead, from which suspended sun
dry lean pieces Of bacon, couple OF
wooden chairs, a table and, In one
corner, n sort Of bed in the wall, where
human figure was reposing. Setting
down the trunk he marched right over
to the bed, and unceremoniously shook
the individual lying upon it, whom he
discovered to be a man, muttering in a
heavy sleep. Finding that he did not
wake with shaking, William Jones
bent down and cried Justify in his ear:
HWrecltl Xyreck ashorew
The effect was instantaneous. The
figure rose up in bed, disclosing the
head and shoulders of very old
man, who wore red cotton nightcap,
and whose hair and beard were white
as snow.
"EhP WheerP Wheerp"' he cried, In
a shrill treble, looking vacantly around
him.
"WalSe up, old uni" seizing him and
shaking him again. "It's me, William
Jones'"
"WilliamP Is It my son William"
returned the old man, peering out into
the darkness.
"Yes father. Look, ye now, you was
a-talking again In your sleep, you was.
A good thing no one heerd you but
your son William. Some o. these days
you'll be letting summat out, you will,
II you go on like this"
The old man shook his head feebly,
then, clasping his hands together In q
kind Of rapture, he looked at his son
and said;
Eyes, William, was a-dreaming.
Oh, IL was such heavingly dreaml I
was a-standing on the shore, William.
and II was a-blowing hard from tho
east, and all ut once I see n ship, as big
as an IndiamAn, come In WI all sail
set, and go ashore; and Hooked round,
William dear, and there was no one
nigh but you and me; and, when she
broke up, see gold and silver and
jewels come washing ashore Just
like floating weeds, and the drowned,
every one Of 'em, had rings on their
fingers, and gold watches and cheens,
and, more'n that, that their hands
were full Of shining gold; and one Of
'em-a lady, William-had bright dia-
mond ring, as big as 0 walnut; but
when ! tried to pull 1t of, IL wouldn't
come; and just as I pulled out my leetle
knife to cut the finger off, and put II
in my pocket, you shook me. William,
and woke me up. Oh, IL was heav-
ingly dreaml" III
William Jones had listened with NJ
disguised interest to the early part OF
this speech, but, ON Its conclusion, he
gave another grunt Of undissembled
disgust. l0I ,d)ur 6Yi Nrfa -
well, you're awake now, old 'un;
so jump up. rye brought summat
home. Look sharp, and geta light"