The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-12-25

The man Lynch was two PAGES ahead
Of Justin. in an apparent hurry to be
gone, bat the young Engiishman held
back. When Oziel joined them the lad
cried out at him fretfully.
What kept you, Oziel? Sure it's no
time to dallyI'
Lynch broke in before Oziel could an
swer.
How is this then, Master Haskell?
In faith, there is but scant room on
board my sloCp. Are we to be honored
with your company"
Oziel had no word to say. In the
hurry of the hour his wits had been
tossed here and there, ana at this blunt
inquiry he was brought to realize his
position as with a splash Of cold water.
In his heart ne was calling the man a
murderer in desire, at least, if Gabriel
Murrin were not really dead, and "a
sneaking one at that for laying the
blame on Justin. Again, but a short
time back. he had as good as called the
man liar to his face, and now he was
to seek his hospitality on board the
vessel. In his confusion, he turned
helplessly to Justin and the latter broke
out with warmth which gladdened
Oziel's heart.
Nay, then, Master Lynch. if that be
so, you must go by yourself, and take
but my thanks for your kind offers.
Oziel and I keep together, for, indeed,
he is as brother to me-"
The gentleman of q minute since,
with his swinging bow and the trip
ping, satisfied mountebank dancing in
his quiet corner at once were merged
again in the bot sailorman, and DiXey
Lynch launched upon the lads a tor
rent of oaths, proper enough, maybe,
on his deck, but horrifying, indeed, to
two lads brought up in the good and
clean-moUthed town Of Boston, where
each such curse would have been worth
slaillings 10 the outraged magistrates.
They drew back. together, amazed and
he was quick ia see his error, chang
ing again with his playacting quick
ness to good-humored apology.
Were ever such peevish boys? The
watch is after you, and there you dilly-
daily, making a man who is foolish
enough to like you, SILVER in the
night
''But see you not cried Justin, that
Oziel. aye, and you, are as sure to be
charged with the murder of my uncle
God send he be not dead-as I? !
ceny the blow, and you must have beer
seen with him in the town, and like
It's known you went to meet US at the
landing place. IT'S the town gaol
for US all, and I am not like to
the
blunt alone"
1t was wen and bravely argued and
OZiel never liked his friend so much
as at that speech, although he had not
as yet seen his own peril so plain as
now. The two stood together and wait
ed for Lynch's answer, while the sailor.
man, whose first plans were thus ap-
parently checked n7uttered a curse on
the big New Englander for an inter
ans "a
interrupted. The darkness of the night
was now part dispelled by the appear
ance Of the moon, and the sky was
clear. As they stood in the light a
stones throw from the merchants
house, there came to their ears q
cIa1lor of voices in the direction of the
town. and on the wind sang a child's
shrill, excited cry:
Hey grannie! The watch be goin
to seize evil-eyed Justin Hallowell
with the devils print on him! May
go see? Hey, grannie!"
They jumped at the unwritten warn
ing, and at the same instant light ap-
peaIed in an upper window of Ih.s house
and Mistress Marian showed, white as
her kerchief, terror in her eyes. She
saw the men, and waved them to be
off. lynch cried:
Come on, tbeni A dozen of you, Sc
Justin Hallowell be oner'
And they started on a swift run. but
0ziel was sure he heard Marians sroict
i cali to him. and he halted and retracet
his steps, While the other two dashed
through the moonlight. He stopped
breathlcssly under iler window
What is Il? Haste, the watch
comes, he whispered
j know, and fear they viii FIND
Uncle Nurrin dying. He is as a. stone
But ] have bethought me you canno
so bare. Take this. II [ have borrow.