The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-01-01

utiOn of Justin's fathers name. Sir Roger
HaloWeu, After such talks Justin would
appear on the deck with eyes sometimes
excited. sometimes extraordinarily wistful.
Again the sl0op's master would draw
from It's baize violin and play on It with
skin, often singing beside. He had ac-
comphshments. varied as a fashionable
miss. He had danced a step trippingly in
the chamber OF old Murrin's house, agile as
a harlequin; he could be couruy as any
man of the town; he could sail his boar as
handiy and handle a rowdy scuflins
crew with as ruftian a tongue as any pi-
rate and he could now charm young jus
Tin with Spanish love songs, or roaring
ballads, or jigs from his fiddle, readily as
a wandering minstrel If Oziel had not
hated the man so ardently, he could have
admired him.
once or twice Justin went out of the way
to resume his Old relations with The big,
homely farmer, but on all occasions the
enthusiastic boy was SO fuI of Lynch's
praises chat he must drag in his name, and
Oziel would have none of it. Al every men-
ton of the man he grew hot.
HE means Ill., he insisted "and my
faith 10 Mistress Marian would be broken
if l approved your liking for him.
Il am no babe, cried Justin. wrath
fully Ito be fastened to my cousins
strings And he added, with irony,
? y
IS of class of whom you can know lit
tie, but whom my cousin and have good
cause to love as being that from which
We are exiled.'
1t was only a boys foolish speech, but
Oziel was huI,, Tor, though he was will
ing humbly to concede Mistress Marian
position as far above his lowly station,
it was hard to be told that murderous
adventurer was her equal. A gentleman,
40 ThqD IuSfiufc brain was turned
Yet another time Halloweu came bub-
bling with excitement. He had heard of
treasures untold from Lynch, who, he
said talked but little of them yet, but
promised that Justin should know more
And, Oziel, my father may be-
Your fatherr cried Oziel amazed.
What is this? Is he not long dead?"
Then Justin suddenly redeemed and
stammered and muttered that he was un-
der promises. So Oziel saw that there
were now secrets in which he had no
share Then, hurt in his pride. hurt in
his real affection for his school time
friend, he kept more and more to himself,
doing a good mans work on the snip.
and silently watching Lynch. There We're
other things, too, that worried him, and
one of these was the wonderful Difference
displayed by all the hands to Justin. TAX
ing their cue, it is to be supposed, from
the master, they behaved to the lad as
to a prince touching their forelOcks and
scraping if he but spoke to them. That
OZiel could have comprehended in itself,
although he was in spite of himself set
to laughing at the honor paid to a poorly
apparelled lad, whom only few days
ago townboys of Boston hooted when at
! a safe distance But one night he STUN
bled across Justin wrapped in a cloak,
sleeping by the mast. The deck was bare,
save for the helmsman and NoI Dade,
who, hidden from the sight Of others by
a tarpaulin roll, VASE on his knees by jus
tins side muttering, and, if appearances
were true worshipping the sleeping
youth. Oziel drew back, listening, and
was stricken with horror at the words
which came from that Old shrunken
mans Cabling tongue.
Sweet son of the serpent" mumbled
the wretch "be good to an old man, and
take note he serves you right zealously.
only a little of the treasures for the old
man. master, and count on his true and
faithful service against your enemies
only very little for an old man"
The sound of the violin and Lynch's
voice came from the cabin, and NOll Dade
looked around guilty, and crawled away
like a frightened snake himself, leaving
Justin still asleep and Oziel amazed.
! Lynch began TO sing. and Oziel felt OPP
pressed with weight Of unread mysteries
as he sang:
Where coils the treasure guarding snake,
From the hot southern night awake,
The red gold lies for the bold TO take,
Bold lads who'll go a-sailing.