The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-01-01


faction to repel with argument Dixey
Lynch drew on his pipe and chuckled
silently. If his purpose was to injure
Oziel's influence over the young Eng
b lishman, he had done well, for pride
j OF kind Haskell had in plenty, and,
accustomed to being appealed to by
Justin for counsel, he was not likely
1 to hide his resentment at being so i'm
patiently cfided. Without a word he
went below full of glum thoughts, and
left the deck to Lynch and Justin
So the matter passed for the time,
but it left the two lads in ilI-condition
one TO the other. Oziel through the
rest of a ten days voyage, kept silent
and watchful, much apart, with reason
in fear of his life from Lynch. dis
trustful of the crew, and wounded to
the heart by Justin's words, as also by
the great fondneSS Marian's cousin
began to evince for Dixeys society.
These two were ever together now,
lounging in the sunlight on the deck.
laughing and talking in the little cabin,
whence their voices were heard late
into the night and it seemed to poor
/! Oziel that Lynch had completely won
Justin's heart, and that his own pur-
pose, as Marian Hallowen had begged
I, him, TO watch over her cousin. was
utterly futile, Sometimes the sound of
the two talking together was low, and
then Master DiXey's voice usually was
heard in a long narrative, of which
Oziel caught nothing, save often the
repetition of Justin's fathers name,
Sir Roger Hallowell. After such talks,
Justin would appear on the deck, with
eyes sometimes excited, sometimes ex-
traordinary wistful. Again the sloop's
master would draw from its baize a
violin and play on it with skill, often
singing besides. He had accomplish
mentS, 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 courtly as
any man of the town: he could sail
his boat as handily and handle a row.
dy, scuff1ing crew with as ruffian a
tongue as any pirate, and he could now
charm young Justin with Spanish love
songs, or roaring ballads, or jigs from
his fid1le, readily as a wandering min
strel. 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 oc-
casions the enthusiastic boy was so full
of Lynch's praises that he must drag
in his name, and Oziel would have none
of it. At every mention of the man he
grew hot
He meapG ILL.," he insisted. land my
faith TO Mistress Marian would be
broken if l approved your liking for
him"
I am no babe" cried Justin. wrath
fully. Ito be fastened to nay cousins
strings. And" he added, with irony,
you forget, good Oziel that Dixey
Lynch is of class of whom you can
know little, but whom my cousin and [
have good cause TO love as being that
from which we are eXiled.''
1t was only boys foolish speech. but |
Oziel was hurt, for, though he was will
ing humbly to concede Mistress Mar |
ians position as far above his lOwly |
station, it was hard to be told that |
murderous adventurer was her equal. |
A gentleman, he? Then Justins brain |
was turned
Yet another time Hallowell came |
bubbling 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 fatheri" cried Oziel. amazed |
What is this? Is he not long dead?"
Then Justin suddenly REDEEMED and |
stammered and muttered that he was !
under promises. So Oziel saw that /
there We're now secrets in which he had /
no share. Then. hurt in his pride hurt !
in his real affection for his schooI-time /
II teiibs ne ktpl more ana more 10 Hllfl- /
self, doln= good mans work on the |
shin, and silently watching Lynch.
There were other things, too that wor-
ried him, and one of these was the Won
derful Difference displayed by all the
hands to Justin. Taking their cue. it is
to be supposed. from the master. they
behaved to the lad as to a prince E
touching their forelocks and scraoing
If he but spoke to them. That Oziel
could have comprehended in itself. al
though he was, in spite of himself. set
70 laughing at the honor paid to
poorly appareled lad, whom only a few
days ago townbOys of Boston hooted
when al safe distance. But one night
ne stumbled across Justin wrapped In
a cloak, sleeping by the mast. The
deck was bare, save for the helmsman
and Noil Dade, who. hidden from the
sight of others by tarpauIin roll. was
)h ms knees by Justin'S side, muttering
ana, II appearances were true worship
ng the sleeping youth. Oziel drew
back, listening, and was stricken with
1orror at the words which came from
-ongue
Sweet son Of the serpent" mumbled
he wretch, be good to an old man.
IND take note he serves you right zeal
lusly- Only little of the treasures
or an old man. master. and count on
us true and faithful service against
our enemies-only very little for an
Id man.
The sound of the violin and Iynch's
Ioice came from the cabin. and NoN
Oade looked round guilty and crawled
way like frightened snake himself
eaVing Justin still asleep. and OzieI
amazed. Lynch began to sing. and
1ZleI felt oppressed with weight of
Unread mysteries as he sang:
Where coils the treasure-euardinc, s,,o1,o
rom % n. me rot southern night awake.
me req gold lies for the bold to take
Bold lads who'll go a-sailing'
CTo Be Continued.)