The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1896-11-19

evening. You have been eaves-drop-
ping. 1t was you who stirred the BUSH
es. l would not thought it of you: |
believe you to be an honest woman
Did you never hear that whistle be-
fore tonight, Lady Phipps-now, re-
MEMBER
Il cannot be sure. fear | have
Something like it has haunted me for
years"
Listen again."
Jane Cone pushed her calash further
back so that it hung around her neck
by the strings. She wrinkled her face
| again and uttered the same penetrat-
ing whistle.
Yes. Jane Cone. 1 heard it years
ago"
THAT was the way I used to call me
by. Yer husband. as he is now, he
struck him. among the lumber on the
wharves, and me by always meant to
have his revenge ON him. But he went
away. and died at sea.
And here ye be. prospecting
yer wickedness. and l have watched
it all. and lumps come up into
my throat, and there is Il fever in my
head, and | cannot endure it any more.
Lady Phipps, you are Il witch. and you
deserve the fate OF old Anne Hibbins
and of Giles Corey, of Beverley Town"
Il believe, Jane Cone, that they were
both innocent people"
Innocent people. What is it ye say?
| Don't yer try to shield yersclf in that
way. ! know yer arts. Jane Cone hasn't
lived long for nothing in this trouble
sons, world"
My poor woman. what makes you
| think that i am 4 Witch?"
Look there. Look at that great lump
of gold, shining like h little sun cloud.
| The 'Albcmarle Cup do ye call it? 1t
| is Il fine name; great goblets of gold
| don't come to honest people in any right
way. What makes me think that you
| are Il witch? What is my head fer?
What are my eyes fer? Didn't yer en-
| trap the young sailor by yer arts a
week after he landed from Maine in
| Boston Town"
| Never, Jane Cone
| Didn't yer used to sit down beside
| him side by side and draw up close to
| him, and teach him entertainments out
| of books?"
| Never"
| "Never-ah, but I used to see yer
used to watch yer from the bushes. ie
| taught him out of books of gic how
to find lost ships. and how to rob dead
| sailors. | saw ye do it with my own
| eyes. And ye made him marry me.
You can cast a spell, Lady Phipps. See
that goblet gleam. Gold-gold- gold,
! from the deap sea-
| Never, Jane Cone,your fancies are
| all untrue. / never cast spell.
Then how did he find the ship of
gold. that belonged to the dead sailo.'s
| under the sea? Other sailors never
found no ship of gold! See the gold
gleam. ] can see another hand on that
| cup; dead hand.
| "He were n poor reckless sailor boy
| till We got n spell upon him. You have
heaped up gold by your evil arts, AMI
got fine name. But it is FOOLS gold
all. Your name will be cast out of Ho5-
ton town. Ah-amc! Ah-a-me! Heav-
en- forgive me if am not speaking the
truth. My brain burns. Lady Phipps,
see that gold gleam in gold!
Il will go away now into the cool air.
| and leave you alone with your great
goblet of gold There's a shadow upon
| it--a dead hand-l can see double-Jane
Cone can.
Jane Cone. all your suspicious are
untrue. If my husband in one of his
| old fits of anger struck your boy, am
sorry; he would not do so now. We
| were girls together-let us be friends
| again. These are evil times
NO. no--friends? Yo with your COB
| let of gold. and | only with a COW. My
| by dead in the sea, and your sailor
| bringing you treasures like to Il queen!
| Jane Cone VII go. She hasn't any
cup of gold; no astrals, only tallow
dip"
She went to the door. She turned and
| uttered the same chuckling whistle
again, and pointed to the cleaning cup.
| Lady Phipps followed her to the door,
and saw her form fade away in the
| shadows.
| She turned to the great room. The
| light was still cleaning on the Albe-
marie Cup. That treasure had lost its
| attraction now. She would have been
| glad to put 1t away. She sat down
again with bursting heart, fulness
of agony turned cold her face and
| hands.
She had been happy woman all
| these many happy years, but her life
seemed about to be blighted by an evil
Interpretation. She had never thought