The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-03-12
BY p. Y. BLACK.

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feared we should have difficulty in per-
suading the men on the schooner to sail
without their owner and without that
+,easure. which they must know he came
to seek.
"OziePs eyes CLEANED grimly.
~ had my mind made up to that" said
bs Even now there may be mutineers on
board the ship. who can give trouble
Then. Sir Roger, we must even seek your
help"
THE three of us, and l am an old man.
could do little against a ships crew.
said Sir Roger gravely.
".Twere a thing of horror to go back to
these ungodly savages," said Oziei' his
GREAT frame shuddering at the memory OF
4 The denominations he had witnessed, land
4 as well. erievous thing to seek AID from
n them against white men, however gone
astrav. but if we are not well received,
. rbv-dear Justin-your venture is not yet
H over"
Not over?'' cried Justin, sadly
sir Roger must prevail" said Ozlei de-
csivelv (and it was a thing of wonder TO
4 note how the plain farmer lad had de-
. ,sloped TO firm-minded manhood IN the
last few weeks. Sir Roger must prevail
mon some of the blacks behind us to heip
n rs overpower the crew, nay, even san
with us"
Anything TO get away from the lsiahu
with speed" cried Justin.
But Sir Roger answered not for llne'
They were resting in camp for the night
and one more days march, they hoped,
would tting them to the beach Inc Ior-
est was all about them and the moon
sbone family through the foliage Every
4 thing was very still, save for the far can
n OF some night hunting beast. Inc WHO
convulsion over the earthquake past, the
island seemed to sleep as peacefully as
child sleeps after the delirium of violent
fever. 1T. 80
Fl peated. -
vet get away to what?" asked sud
denly Sir Roger, and, by the light OF tne
\ campfire, his eyes sought those Oh ms
bovs gently. "What is there for you In
Boston. the town which chased you OUT
as wizard? If, now, we had the treas
ure-"
Justin shivered.
Il IL wrought but mischief" said he.
And for me, a ruined old rnan-what
shall go to?"
IN England?"
There is nothing but an old dismantled
house. And who would believe such
wanderer as I had returned at last? They
would laugh; but with money
Justin hung his head mournfully.
q would give anything to see my fatherS
place restored" said he. "but the gold IS
at the bottom of the lake, buried beneath
tons of EARTH
Let it layr" cried honest Oziel. ''My
farm at least have I and freside ana
if Sir Roger here will condescend, ana
you Justin, and Mistress"
hot flush burned his cheek and he
stopped.
'ITriend Haskell" said the old knight.
you have the heart of a true man.
thank you, but-indeed, 'twere hard not
10 see the old Hallowell woods again;
II hear the bells chime a homecoming; see
old friends once again dance In the old
hall"
With that he was silent, and weari-
ness made the others sleep. When they
ewolIe Sir Roger was gone, and scrap
of paper lay on Justins breast.
Go on to the schooner" said the note
81 hope, if the Lord wills, to meet you
again."
Justin was frenzied when he read this.
He has gomez cried he. For all the
years that L have dreamed of seeing him,
4 for all the perils we have passed to find
4 hinl-this is the end Oziel, Oziel! His
memory has departed again-his mind has
gone again! He has forgotten he has
4 SOM
a Nay dear JUSTIN said Oziel, more
4 calmly, though greatly disturbed. THE
writing looks not to me like that. IT'S
not the wont Of a witless man to leave
word of guidance behind him. He is the
elder so best had we obey and find the
schooner"
Justin protested wildly. He would not
move from the spot; he would go back
alone to the lake. he would search through
4 the woods alone for his father. Oziel kept
still, and at last the mind of the stronger
4 Of the two friends, prevailed and Justin
Yielded, and they proceeded on
the uncertain road to the beach.
Justin silent utterly disheartened
and spiritless, but Ozel walk
ing steadily forward, with a keen eye 10
the landmarks he had noted on the inland
march, so that at length toward evening,
they came to the sea.
The schooner stood far out, much fur
ther than when they had left her and 1t
was only after a great deal of loud hailiug
and signaling that boat put off from the
vessels side and rowed toward the beach.
IN the sheets sat the master, steering, and,
beyond the surf, he bade his boatmen
cease rowing, and hailed the lads.
What evil has fallen upon the isle?"
sang he, with the nasal twang of his coun-
Try, Where is my master-the worthy ell
DER Master Gabriel Murrin. The sea has
heaved and nearly were we cast upon the
snore. The land was rent. What evil
has befallen my owner?"
The hand Of Providence has smltten
the island, because of its denominations"
ehouted Oziel. Master Gabriel Murrin
Is dead, and Dixie Lynch, and all save us
TWO. Come ashore or take us aboard and
We will explain to thee"
the master of the schooner did not an
s"er, but spoke TO his men, and they an
sWered eagerly, looking round and point
ing out Justin, who sat on the beach, ST
lent and heart-broken. At last the hon
est put cautious, mariner hailed.
master Haskell" he shouted, come
aboard IL you will. Boston men arc
umong my crew and they knew thee for
d God-fearing lad, but we viii have none
OF Master Hallowel The devils mark is
On MS brow, and what wltchcraft has been
on TINS island lis likely he was a med
ller n It, Alas, mark you welll Ill words
nave Qft been spoken of Master Murrln
out 1 know naught save that he paid me