Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1895-11-04

you are, and thrash you. Ay! won't
we, George, my lad?"
"Our friend here can depend ON a
thrashing from me-" snid George.
SIN fact, perhaps it would be as we'll
if [ gave him something on account. :"
There was 10 doubt that these
speeches had considerable effect on
the respectable Mr.. Sam Dredge, but
they seemed rather to puzzle than to
frighten him.
He stared into Daniel lanes face
as if he were trying to read its ex-
preston.
81 want to tell Dick Johnson's g
daughter about her fathers shameful
end? Well, I never! Yes, of course /;
perhaps it would 'ardly be the thing
Well, yes, l will say good evening.
The days lengthen out wonderful for
the time of year in these hilands,
don't they, Mr.. Daniel Lane? Oh, 1
am your way of thinking, only have
been misunderstood.
And Sam Dredge, with his wander
ing eye again and again coming to an
anchor on the picture, bowed himself
out OF the room to the window.
When he got outside he walked very
slowly, and kept taking furtive glances
at the open window
The steamer left that evening for
Kirkwall, but Dredge did not leave
by her. He was in comfortable quart
ers, he said, as he drank his whisky
| 10 10 he 1a I
of the little inn.
eyes" said the latter, in answer to
something Dredge had said, 81 think
one might say that the people here
are as well behaved MS on any of the
islands. l am an Old man, but Inever
heard OF any one from here being sent
to prison On the mainland of Orll-
ney sometimes the fishermen will take
drop of grog, and then they will
fight; and | once heard OF man on
the mainland who got into house at
night and stole whisky. Here if peo.
pie lock up their doors at night it is
all they think of doing. There are no
thieves on the island"
"No bolting or bGrringup of houses,
ay," said Dredge. "It's to your credit,
that is what say"
In the mean tune the Lanes had not
wasted many thoughts about their
visitor. From the way he behaved
when he left they began to doubt
whether he was quite right in his
head, He had gone off like man
who was perfectly provoked and be-
wildered, and yet there was no deny.
ing that they had both expressed
themselves very clearly.
George Lgne, however, put him and
the painful story with which he was
associated ont of his mind, and he de-
termined that the past should throw
no shadow over him.
Very often when he is at sea far
away from all he loves best, will he
think OF that evening he spent at the
old home Of his race after Nelly had
promised to be MS wife.
When he got to his room he found
he could not sleep, and after some
time he gave up this attempt and sat
at the open window smoking and look
ing out to sea.
1t was that sort of twilight which is
all the night one gets when the days
are at their longest at Orkney.
Everything was still, except the faint
splash Of the sea. After while he
saw the figure of a man walking on the
path that led from the sea shore up to
his housc.
"a strange hour for a visitor" he
thought, but even thon the idea OF n
thief never occurred TO him. The
thing was so out OF keeping with his
surroundings.
But the man seemed to be coming
up to the house, and he passed under
meath his window. Walking stealthily
on the grass, he went on till he got to
the gmoking-room window. Then
George recognized the man. Rc was
their friend OF the afternoon, Sam
Dredee. Tor some minutes he stood