The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1896-04-11

thiclet or hollow tree convenient for
their purpose. But" adds be, 1--WE
may clearly prove trespass against
him, which is punishable offense, and
this assault upon me, whereof ! have
evidence, shall also count for something
with Justice Martin, and 80 the wicked
shall yet come by their deserts. And
with that he gives his fellows wink
with his one eye to carry off their quarry.
"Stay," says Moll, II would be fur
Their convinced
"If he be an honest man, let him
show thee his hand, says Simon.
The man innocently enough stretches
ont his palm toward us, not perceiving
Simon's end
"There |" cries Simon. "What said II
Is that hand that ever did days hon
est work."
'Tis no worse than NINE" says
Moll, regarding the hand, which in truth
was exceeding smooth and we'll formed.
Come" adds she still more kindly,
"you see I am no harsh judge. I would
not deny fellow creature the pleasure
that is not grudged, the covey that runs
across my lawn. Tell me you were there
but to crafty q passing caprice and
I'll forgive you as freely as I'll believe
you"
This gentle appeal seemed to move the
young man greatly, and he made as il
.le would do more than was demanded
of him and make that free confession
which he had refused to force. But ere
n word could leave his parted lips q
deadly shade passed over his face, his
knees gave under him, and staggering
to save himself he fell to the ground in
q swoon.
Then, while all we men stood fixed in
wonderment, Moll, with the quick, help
full impulse of her womanhood, ran
swiftly from her place to his side, and
dropping ON her knees cried for water t.
be brought her
dead Of hunger, " says Don Sanchez
in my ear. Fetch flask of brandy"
And then, laying hold of Simon b,
the shoulder, he pointed significantly t
the open door. This hint Simon was no
slow to take, and when returned from
! the buttery with case of strong water
found no one in the room but Dor
Sanchez, and Moll with the faintins
mans head upon her lap, bathing hi
temples gently. Life had not come back
= and the young man face looked yer.
handsome III death, the curls pushe'
back from bis brow and his long fea
lures still colorless like carved marble
Then, with my lackaday" an,
| ft,1a -.
bottle of cordial in one hand and
bunch of burning feathers in the other
q "I'ling that rubbish in the chimney,
: say the don. 81 know this malad
!, well enough" And pouring some win
in II cup he put it to the dead man
parted lips
= |, In few moments he breathed again
and hearing Moll's cry of joy he opene
y his eyes as one waking from a drear
:. and turned his head to learn what ha
happened Then, finding his head i
Moll's lap, and her small, soft, coo
hand upon his brow, smile played owe
his wasted face, and we'll indeed migl
he smile to see that young figure {
stern Justice turned to the living imag
Of tender mercy.
Perceiving him out of danger and +,
- covering her own wits at the same time
Mrs Butterfly cries: Lord, madam, d
let me call maid to take your plac,
for, dear heart, you have quite spoile
Is your new gown with this mess of W,
y ter, and all for such paltry fellow {
: thisi"
Truly it must have seemed to her nj
derstanding an outrageous thing that
lady of her mistress degree should
IF nursing such a ragged rascal, but to mi
knowing Moll's helpful, impulsive di
position, twas no such extraordinaI
matter, for she at such moment coul
not entertain those feelings which migl
have restrained lady of more refine
= breeding.
ITO he Continued.