The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-06-18
DANIEL HOGAN.
The corner Broughton and Barnard Sts


quaintance of the Newels,- but chance
made II unnecessary to make a formal
visit TO the farm as the ooject of his visit
was to see Nab, and The summer holidays
being at hand she came to visit a near
by homestead. One day as he was riding
along the road near the river bank he was
arrested by the sound of familiar voice
eex,S3laliming: Jessie; come back. you will
ed laughing face was revealed to him
and a sweet voice said: Never mind, SIR
she was only trying to frighten me-"
He escorted them home, bride on arm.
And thus their second acquaintance be-
gan. Nab was 16, bright and beautiful.
Her figure was lythe and exceedingly
graceful Auburn tresses Of sill1en fine
ness NTeathed brow no Helen ever
boasted, and heightened lashes shaded
eyes that Cleopatra might have enYied.
No wonder Henry PaFson sought TO cult
vate this second Cleito. Each visit
brought him nearer The goal for which his
heart was seeking. For love begets love,
and all was staked upon this conquest.
She was shy and backward and he fear
ful. Long night We're spent in wakeful
reverie. Should he proclaim his suit? and
how?
All through the blissful summer they
talked and laughed and rode together
never thinking of the morrow. Always
more than satisfied with to-day.
At times gay canter would bring them
TO the river flowing placldly between its
shady banks. And there they would find
a messy bOwlder ana sit in sweet con-
verse. One day near the close of this
summer paStime when both hearts beat
with the tender rythme love Nab sug-
gested a walk to the spring nearby, where
the fairies danced in the moonlight by the
music of the gushing waters. Bending
over the crystal pool IN the ecslacy of
beautiOus youthful contemplat ton she sud
denly exclaimed: Henry, let me tell you
what 1 see? And in her soft accents
piteOus earnestueSs she reads in the stiil
depths of wandering footsteps ireading
lonesome ways Ger snow-capped noun
tans towards the setting sun. The wan
derer ever looking, searching for some
thing lost.
Raising her tear-stained face he kissed
her there meath the myrtle boughs and
laughed the childish vision away. But it
CHANGED while on their way home, they
met a man who was pursuing the same
course and with him they had some con-
verse.
He spoke with fine address, and asked
TO see Henry at a nearby village hosiery
on a matter of business. This fattered
the young man and ne agreed to meet the
stranger that evening.
Mabs womanly instinct saw nothing
good in this, and she warned her young
lover against the handsome stranger. BUT
he laughed away her fears and promised
20 tell her, the next day, of his adventure.
Sitting by small table in the visitors
room of the village inn, Henry Parson
found his strange acquaintance intently
studying a manuscript which appeared to
be a series of maps or the skeletons of
drawings intended TO outline some plan of
SuDtiG luedlltS. his coming was not her
aided, but being observed he was cor
daily greeted, and the stranger assured
him that his presence was most oppor-
tune inasmuch as they could be mutually
beneficial one to the other. He stated
that his name was Lucius dis. That
he was a native of Kentucky, and his bus
mess had been the breeding and sale of
horses.
This had led him to distant places,
namely, the ranches of the West and
Northwest where he introduced his suDe
hQttpTmRnF of f-uy, sh5
who wished to combine the industry of
horse raising with that OF cattle. And al
this point he entered upon a recital which
interested Henry exceedingly.
He stated that on a recent trip to New
Mexico, he was present. al a conversation
between a mining engineer named Truxton
and and old half-breed Indian named Bob
MORO.
The former had made rough sketch of
a certain piece of mountain land, near the
confines Of the ranch, where he had
found evidences of the recent robbery of
q pocket which must have contained a
nat fur +, of nuggets. This inhamed the
myself and Old Bob. as guide, repaired
TO the spot. and, sure enough, there was
the empty pocket A close search reveal
ed a few small Jumps of gold left behind
by the lucky finders. No more gold was
in sight, however and the engineer Dro
ceeded 10 make scientific survey of the
surroundings, arguing that there must he
some similar deposits in the
rock strata listed in the direction Of
the mineral subsistence ana the charac or
of the float Indicated the existence Of
similar pockets, or rich veins" in the
immediate vicinity. But his time wa
valuable, and after completing his dra w
ings he departed, leaving them with me-
Then Dills. the stranger, became confi-
Dental. and leading Henry over TO the
table, led him over the plans as exhibited
in the ORA wings. and stopping suddenly
when his finger came to a certain red
star exclaimed: This is the point / ann
interested in" Here is the ancient
though indisputable evidence of rich min
win develop Il. Old Bob Moro. The bsjf1
breed, says that the deergrass on this hill
slope is nurtured by the soft touch of viz
gin gold.
Henry, too. was seriously Interested in
the fortune of glttering rocks which oniv
awaited the coming of an owner A.
cordingiy, then and there he entered into