The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1904-11-14

vo.4 u tie box behind the kitchen
stove. an tie coiLlers is just a-hunio-
in over X bite IIoss ledge. an the
sprays nyin' halfway UP the light
house,
"Ihe Lcrd-a-massy help any poor
SOIL that goes ashore tonight" re-
SEEMED Il portly, white haired woman
bes.le the stove as Il L-cn5ter wave
nale the ltt1le dwelling trema!e.
Jncic Terry took OF his dripping
s)u 0es,cf eisd L ana. hanging them
over the wood box. went to the sink
ANA began pumping Il basin CT water.
.Eettor haze SOME warrl. Silas." said
tie onlan taking tie stcam.ns kettle
FROM the Stove and following him..
Its mere cemfort.n'."
When he bad washed ana combe1
his sc.nty grey locks ana beard ut Il
s:..all mirror lie stood fer Il Elonlclt
beside TIE stove. Ills weather beaten
&; ce that ey.iiced cEar.eter. SO pro-
nauneed we're its features. wore Il
s.ailc. and Lis Geep set gray eyes emit
ted IL twinkle.
Supper 'L.ost reary. L.issy:" he ask
&C. ey.ng OF on the store tlat gave
out an Grretizing oGor. I'm hungry
'noueh to eat a mule with the harness
Oh"
Twill be in a mint" was the re-
Fly. Better &C into t'otLer room
wi.cre Telly $ scttin. tie table"
Uncle Terry obeyed. and, finding a
bright Gre turning there. stood back
10 it. smiling af-ectienately at Il young
,irl Lgsy leslie the able. She had an
Oval f@ce. !. rather thin and delicate
nosc. small. sweet mouth AMI eyes that
were biz. blue AMI appealing. \ wealth
Of liclt hair Was coiled Oh the back OF
Ter Lead. aaI her form was full aud
rorn-cd.
Its Blowing hard tonight. father.
isn't it, size Observed. II can feel
Ike waves sh.ke the house" Ten.
nat waiting fer IN answer. She step
red to Il closet and. bringing Il short
arsy c2Gt ana felt SLIPPERS. puslel an
armchair to tie fire AMI. placing the
s...prers Leslie it. held tie coat ready
fer LIN TO PIT it on.
'.Yoa might IS well be comfortable"
sic aided. "Tou haven't got to so out
again have ycu:"
The man seated himself and. draw
Ing OF his wet boots and putting OF his
81. pers. cpen>d lis hands toward the
blaze aud observed. You and I..ssy's
bound TO cossct me. so bimeay won't
atir ont 'cept tie sun shines
Siias Terry. or Unc!e Terry, rs every
body on Southport island called him.
was and for thirty years lad been the
kce~cr Of tie Cape light. stuatel OH
tie outermost point of the island. TO
Ills he aGded the daily day of mail
carrier to the head of the island. eight
miles distant. and there connecting
with a small steamer plying between
the Name coast islands and Il shore
port. He also. in common with other
of the Islanders. tiled Il little land and
kept Il few traps set for Holsters. He
WAS an Lonsst. KIND hearted and fairy
well read NAN whose odd sayings and
quaint phrases wee proyer3.al. With
his wife. Won everybody called Aunt
,l.issy. and adopted daughter Telly. he
lived in Il neat white house close to the
Cape light. and. as he put it. his latch
string was alius out"
Uncle Terry Lad a history. and not
the least Interesting episode in it was
the entrance into lis life of this same
fair and blue eyed girl. Perhaps his
own graphic description will best tel!
the tale:
lit was bon. the last O March. more
than ci. hseen year ago an dur.n one
o the worst blows | eve rec-clect since
! KEEP the light. that one mornin' |
spled Il vessel hard an fast on White
Iloss ledge, bout half Il mile off tie
pint. Ii had been snowin' some an
froze on The windows o the light. SO
mebbe she didn't see it fore she fetch
ed UP all standin'. The seas was pound
in her like great guns. an in her rig
gin | coCld see tie poor devils half
hid in snov an ice. Thar want no
hope for en-. for no dory could n livel
a momen in that awful gale. an thar
want no iifeboat here. I.issy mn me
made haste to buill II fire on the pint
to show the poor cr.tturs we had feel.n'
for 'em. an then we just stood an
waited an watched for 'en to 70 down.
1t might n been an Eour-there's no
tcllin'-when | saw n bis bundle tossin'
light an comm ashore. | ran over to
the cove where | keep my boats an
grabbed 2 piece O rope IN boat hook
an made ready, The Lord must n
steered .i,st bundle. for ii kept wortin'
along. ~liel,iin' for Il bit o beach last
by the pint. | had Il rope round my
waist. an I.issy held Oh to the end. an
wien tie bundle struck | made fast
with the host hook. an the next comb
or tuiGblcd me end over. bundle an MI,
Up en- to the SAN. | grabbed ut il an
fore the nest one come had II high an
dry ont o. tic way.
ITS allu been q puzzle to me inst
why | did Il. for ! was wet througii
an rr~st fraZc. an WHIT I'd p-llel on