Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1902-05-24

/, AUGacr Of "AGucn.ures Of
Sherlock ZONES, NE
motrs Of Ske-loet Holmes,
"The RettI2eGs,' EGe.

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found that the passion of greed was
/ even stronger than the passion of cruel
| ". Grey. Buyse, Wade and others
| bought themselves free at the price of
all their possessions. Ferguson escaped,
| Monmouth was executed on Tower Hill,
and showed in his last moments some
| faint traces of that spirit which spurted
/ mp now and again from his feeble ma
I ture. ike the momentary flash of an eX-
| piring fire.
/ My father and my mother lived to see
| the Protestant religion regain its place
once more. and 10 see England become
/ the champion of the reformed faith upon
| the continent. Three years later | found
/ them IN Havant much as | had left
! them, save that there were more silver
| hairs among the brown braided tresseS
of my mother, and that my fathers
great shoulders We're a tTitie bowed and
his brow furrowcd with the lines of
care. Hand in hand they passed on
ward down life's journey. the Puritan
/ deSpalred of the healing of religious feud
in England since l have seen how easy
1t Is for two folks to retain the strong
est belief III their own crecdS. and yet
TO bear the heartieSt love and respect
for the professor of another. The days
may come when the church and the
| chapel may be as Il younger and an
elder brother. each working to one end
| and each j0ying in the others success.
! Let the contest between them he not
with pike and pistol. not with court and
| prison. but let the strife be which shall
(. lead the higher life, which shall take
the broader view, which shall boast the
happiest and best cared-for poor. Then
their rivalry shall he not Il curse but a
/ blessing to this land of England.
Reuben Lockarby was i'll for many
months, but when he at last recovered
| he found a pardon awaiting him through
the interest of Mai. Ogilvy. After a
time, when the troubles were all blown
/ over, he married the daughter of Mai.
/ Timewell. and he still lives in Taunton.
Il Well-to-do and prosperous citizen.
/ Thirty years ago there was little Micah
/ Lockarby, and now | am told that there
/ Is another. the son of the first who
promises to be as arrant little Round
head as ever marched to the tuck of
drum.
OF Saxon / have heard more than
once. So skillfully did he use his hold
| over the Duke of Beaufort that he was
appointed through his interests to the
command of an expedition which had
| been sent TO chaStlSe the SaVageS of Viz
glnia, who had wrought great cruelties
upon the settlers There he did so out
ambush their ambuSheS, and Out-tTick
/ their most cunning warriors, that he
hath left great name among them. and
is still remembered there by an indian
word which signifieth THE long-legged
willy one with the eye of a rat" Hav-
ing at last driven the tribes far into
/ the wilderness, he was presented with
tract of country for his services,
where he settled down. There he mar
ried. and spent the rest of his days in
rearing tobacco and in teaching the prin-
| clples of war to a long line of gaunt
and slab-sided children. They tell me
! that great nation of exceeding strength
and of wondrouS size promises some day
to rise up on the other side of the wa
ter. If this should indeed come to pass,
! it may perhaps happen that these young
hand in the building of it. God grant
! that they may never let their hearts
! harden to the little isle of the sea which
! is and must ever be the cradle of their
race.
Solomon Sprent married and lived for
many years as happily as his friends
| could wish. / had a letter from him
when | was abroad, in which he said
that though his consort and he had
| started alone on the voyage of wedlock,
| they were now accompanied by a jolly
boat and gig. One winters night
when the snow was on the ground he
sent down for my father, who hurried
up to his house. He found the old man
/ sitting up i'll bed, with his flask of rumbo
/ within reach, his tobacco pouch beside
! him, and a great brown Bible balanced
against his updrawn knees. He was
/ breathing heavily, and was in sore dis
tress. I've strained a plank and have
nine feet in the Wen, said he 1T comes
/ i'll quicker than | can put it out. In
| truth, friend, | have not been seawOrthy
this many day, and it is time that
was condemned and broken up"
My father shook his head sadly as he
marked his dusky face and labored
{ hTaOthJn "a In
asked.
"Ay," said Solomon. that's a cargo
that we carry under our matches. though
we cant see it and had no hand in the
/ slowing of it. I've been overhauling the
sailing orders here, and the ten articles
of war. but | can't find that I've gone
50 far out of my course that | may not
/ hope to come into the channel again"
Trust not in yourself, but in Christ, y
said my father.
He is a pilot. in course" replied the
old seaman. when l had a pilot
aboard o my ship. however, it was
always my way to keep my owyyn
4 DO now. The pilot don't think none the
worse of We for it. SO Ill throw my
own lead line though | hear as how
there are no soundngs in the ocean of
! Gods mercy. Say. friend. dye think
this very body this same hull o mine,
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so we are taught my father an
! Swered.
/ ia know it anywhere from the tat
/ too marks" said solomon They was
done when | was with Sir Christopher
/ in the West Indies. and I'd be sorry to
/ part with them. For myself. dye see,
! I've never borne ill-will to anyone. not
even to the Dutch lubbers, though
/ fought three wars wi them. and they
carried off one Of my spars. and he
hanged 10 them, If I've let daylight into
/ Il few Of them. dye see. it's all in good
/ part and by way Of duty. I've drunk
my share-euough to sweeten my hilge
water-but there are few that have seen
me cranky III the upper rigging or re-
/ fuSing To answer to my helm. / never
j drew pay or prize money that my mate
! in distress was not welcome to the half
! of it, As to the Polls. the less said the
! better. I've been a true c0nSort to my
! Phoebe since she agreed to look 10 me
/ for signals. Those are my papers. all
clear aud aboveboard. If I'm summoned
aft this very night by the great Lord
! High Admiral Of all. ! amt afeard that
! he'll clap me into the bilboes. for though
! I'm only n poor sailorman I've got His
| promise in this here book. and I'm not