The Lamar register., 1902-06-04
Where did you leave your dad thi.

so full of water that the chairs were
fioatin' about like ships. An
dad held me up an kissed me lots.
Then he put me in a bog bath which
hadn't any water in, an told me to
hold on tight, an'-an'-I can't remem-
ber any more, grandad."
With a groan ths outcast hurled his
pistol into the water and drew the boy
close to him.
"Why, you've hurt yourself, gran
dad!" exclaimed the boy, at sight of
the wound ON the breast of his COM
panion. you've hurt yourself badly,
an never spoke bout it,"
There's nothin' to speak about in
scratch like that" growled the Ter
ror.
Ibid you get hurt savin' somebody?'
"'Tain't likely!"
Daddy did. He saved q man from
bein' torn to pieces in the mill. an lost
his own finger"
The outcast started convulsively.
Lost his finger, did hep" he gasped
hoarsely. (which finger was it?"
"The finger that you point with"
Right hand or left?"
"The hand you don't write with
Did you ever see dad7"
"Only once"
"An' did you see his poor hngerr
81 wish to Heaven hadn't"
"Where did you see him?"
The outcast did not answer.
The raft was travelling more evenly
now, but n quarter of mile or SO
ahead lay long reach Of broken
water.
"Our ship'll never git through that
rapid under a double weight" NUT
tered the outcast keeping his face
averted from the searching glance of
the child. zone of us'n have to quit"
Are you sayin' your prayers. gran.
dad?" asked the boy, innocently.
II wasn't exactly prayin', but
reckon I'll try if you'll tell me what to
say"
The child looked up wonderingly. A
great change had come over the rugged
face, which was now bent down eager
ly towards his own.
'"Tell me what to say, quick! There's
no time to lose!" cried the Terror.
with a furtive glance at the rapid
ahead.
"Bless dada and mamma, an make
me a good boy"
That's no good-for me! Say what
you said afore bout Kingdom come"
Thy Kingdom come, Thy viii be
done?"
ayes, that's better. I've said
It. Is there anything eksf Anythin'
about forgiving?"
The boy looked up with an express
sion of real terror on his face. for the
words were spoken with herce earnest
ness, and the arm which had held him
so tightly was roughly withdrawn.
The outcast crouched down beside
him in the attitude Of wild animal
ready to spring.
"Do you know anythin' about forgiv-
in'f" demanded the man, still crouch
ing by the boys side.
"I'm tryin' to think. grandad.
win forgive us our trespassss dor
SAY! that's the best prayer Of oil.
Anything else"
II can't remember no more, gran
dad" said the child with q sob. "Don't
kneel like that any longer cos man
says it's lazy way to say prayers. an
l want you next to me again."
slow do you hnish prayer ?" asked
the Terror raising himself slightly on
his fingers and toes.
"You say: For Christ's sake, Amen.
gr.ndad."
"For Christ's sake, Amenl" mur-
mured the o,,tcast A the waters close
over his head.
Il saw the Terror shoot drowning
man." declared the engineer address
ing the small audience of survivors
which had assembled In the saloon OF
Prospect Hotel.
"He was sittin' on q raft, and he
raised his gun an shot the first man
who drifted alongside"
"Jus' like the beast!" growlsd the
saloon keeper. He'd ha' shot his OWE
mother rather than wet his own ugly
hide!"
"I hear that the body Of Jake Con
roy has bin found with bullet hole in
"His little boy was took OF Of table
top by a party in q boat, an the poor
little chap as bin askin' for grandad
ever since"
Have any others bin recovered
since noon7" asked the engineer IN q
low tone of voice.
"Only the body OF The Terror" re
piled the landlord, carelessly. '"Thsy
say his face looks quite peaceful an
happy, like one who smiles in his sleep
but can't quite swallow that"
"It's not altogether onlikely." sah
Me engineer. thoughtfuliy. "Drown
ing 10 a less painful death than hang
ing. any day of the week. I reckon
that the Terror died laughing just
becos' he'd cheated the hangman."-
pparannsa