Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1897-11-08

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acquaintance on his return, as had
trihing message for him
About ten minutes later, while
studying series Of German Autographs
in the coffee room. | heard heavy
fcotstep in the passage and knock at
the door; and Mr.. Job appeared,
giant Of a man, with giants girth
and red cheeks, which he appeared to
initiate as preliminary of speech.
Good day, Mr., job" said briskly
II won't keep you from your dinner,
but the fact is, | am the unwilling
guardian of trife belonging to you
And showed him the visitors book
| thought the man would have had
an apoplectic fit there on the spot. he
rolled his eyes, dropped heavily upon
chair, and began to breathe hard and
short
ssWhere-where?" he gasped, and be-
gan to struggle for breath.
Listen said: "for some reason
or other the sight of this book dis
tresses you, and think you had better
not try to speak for bit will tell
you exactly how the book came into
my possession, and afterwards you can
let me have your side Of the story, II
you choose" And | told him just
what have told the reader,
At the conclusion, Mr.. Job loosed
his neckcloth, and spoke:
''That book, sir. ought to be lynn at
the bottom Of the sea- It was lost on
the evening of september the 3D., 1866,
on board yacht that went down with
all hands Now I'll tell you all about
it. There was gentleman called
Blake staying over at Port William that
summer-that's four miles up the coast.
you know
nodded. Staying with his wife
and one son, tall young fellow, aged
about twenty-one, maybe. They came
from up the country-M- was the
place, in Lancashire, and they had a
yacht with them, that they kept in
Port William harbor, anchored just be-
low the bridge. She would be about
thirty tons-a very pretty boat They
had only one hired hand for crew; used
to work her themselves for the most
part; thelady was extraordinarily clever
at the helm, or at the sheets either.
Very quiet people they were You
might see them most days that sum-
mer, anchored out on the Within
grounds What was she called? The
Queen. of Sheba-cutter rigged-quite a
new boat. It was said after that the
owner, Mr.. Blake, designed her him.
b self. She used often to put in to PEN
leven. Know her? Why Of course I'd
know. her, specially considerin' what
happened.
.sWhat was that? very sad case;
it made a lot of talk at the time. One
day = it was the Sd of September,
'86-the day spoke about-Mr. and
Mrs. Blake and the son, they anchored
off the haven and came up here to tea.
supposed at the time they'd left their
paid hand, Robertson, on board; but it
turned out he was left at home at Port
William that day, barl1in' a small main
sail that Mr.. Blake had brought O pur-
pose for the fishin,. Well, Mrs. Blake
she ordered tea, and while my missus
was layin' the cloth young Mr.. Blake
he picks up that very book, sir, that
was lynn on the sideboard, and begins
readin' it and lfian'. Ny wife she goes
out of the room for to cut the bread
and-butter, and when she comes back
there was the two gentlemen by the
window studyin' the book with their
backs to the room, and Mrs. Blake
lynn back in the chair I'm now sittin
on, an her face turned to the wall-so.
The young Mr.. Blake he turns round
and says: This here's very amusing
book, Mrs. Job. Would you mind my
borrowing it for day or two to copy
out some of the poetry? I'll bring it
back next time we put into Penleven.
Of course my wife says: No, she didn't
mind Then the elder Mr.. Blake he
says: 4 see you had a visitor here yes
terday-a Mr.. Macguire. Is he in the
house?' My wife said: No; the gentle
man had left his traps, but he'd started
that morning to walk to- Port William
to spend the day Nothing more
passed. They had their tea, and paid
for it, and went off to their yacht
saw that book in the young mans hand
as he went down the passage.
''Well, sir, it was just dusking in as
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