The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-03-12
Justin hung his head mournfully.

Justin hung his head mOurnfully.
I 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 lay!" cried honest Oziel. My
farm at least have l and a fireside
and if Sir Roger here viii cGndescend
and you. Justin, and Mistress
A hot flush burned his cheek and he
stopped.
Friend Haskell" said the old knight,
you have the heart of Il true man. 1
thank you, but-indeed, 'twere hard not
to see the old HallOWeil woods again;
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
awoke, Sir Roger was gone, and a scrap
Of paper lay on Justin's breast.
Go on TO the schooner" said the
note. Il hope, if the Lord wills, to
meet you again"
Justin was frenzied when he read
this
He has gone!' cried he. For all
the years that ! have dreamed of see
ing him. for all the perils we have
Oziel Oziel! His memory has departed
again-his mind has gone again. He
has forgotten he has a son.
Nay, dear Justin" said Oziel, more
calmly, though greatly disturbed. The
writing looks not to me like that. 'Tis
not the wont of 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
alone n "a l-a- 1n qt.r.11
through the woods alone for his father.
OZiel kept still, and at last the mind of
the stronger of the two friends pre-
vailed and Justin yielded, and they
proceeded on the uncertain road to the
beach, Justin silent, utterly disheart-
ened ana spiritless, but Oziel walking
steadily forward, with q keen eye TO
the landmarks he had noted on the in
land march, so that at length, toward
evening, they came to the sea
The schooner stood far out, much
further than when they had left her.
and it was only after a great deal of
loud hailing and signaling that a boat
put off from the vessels side and rowed
in toward the beach. In the sheets sat
the master, steering, and, beyond the
surf he babe his hoatman cease rowing,
and hailed t,.e lads.
What eVn has fallen upon the isle?''
S~AAsS NJ WITH tilS nasal wang OF his
country. Where is my master-the
worthy elder. Master Gabriel Murrin
The sea has heayed and Yearly were we
cast upon the shore. The land was rent. !
What evil has befalIen my owner?''
The hand of providence has smitten
the island because of it's denominations.
shouted Oziel. Master Gabriel Murrin
Is dead, and DiXey Lynch, and all save
US Two. Come ashore or take us aboard
and we viii explain to thee"
The master of the schooner did not
answer, but spoke to his men, and they
answered eagerly, looking round and
pointing at Justin, who sat ON the
beach, silent and heart broken. AT last !
the honest, but cautious mariner hailed !
Master Haskell" he shouted. come |
a6oarS If yOu VIII. Boston men are |
among my crew and they know thee |
for God-fearing lad. but we will have !
none OF Master Hallowell. The devils |
marx is on his brow, and what witch
craft has been on this island, It's likely
he was a meddler in it, Alas mark you !
Well. III words have oft been spoken of
Master Murrin, bat ! know naught
save that he paid me fair wage and
treated me and my men we'll on our
ventures. DiXey Lynch is another mat
ter. He was known as bloodstaiued
and Master Justin came aboard nv
good ship with him. If. indeed old
Gabriel be dead, I'll take Won aboard
and sail for New York or Boston. hut
Master Hallowell may STAY for me with