The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1905-02-18

The money has always been paid reeu.
larly to the day. Once called anon
Mesars. Fogle and Quick; but found
them stih-necked men, OF hard and unre-
generate hearts. Two years ago wrote
to say that as you had passed bezo
the school boy age, wished for further
| instructions. About a week after. / got
q short note, saying that you were still
70 remain with me; but as they desired
that you should not contract idle habits,
was to give you some sort OF useful
employment Why don't you say some
thing Silas?" he cried, striking the ia
BILE sharply with his fist. E@ n.
What-what do you want me to say,
sirP gtammered. #
The truth-what you know"
not" -.
There was a savage look about him, as
though he would have liked to have
squeezed something more out Of my
throat Then he took out of desk be-
side him small gold locket, and passed
1t to me, saying, "This was sewn up
IN your f-cck when you were brought
here. / don't think she who brought
you knew anything about it."
1t contained the portrait Of a very
beautiful young woman foreigner, l
should have imagined; dark hair, olive
tinRed complexion, also lock Of brown
hair; and upon the back was engraved
the initials "F. B." and "E. NJ" Joined
together by q true lovers knot.
The woman who brought you here"
ne went on, was tall; and big-boned;
thin, white lips: nose like a parrots
oeak; light gray eyes, as cold as stone.
She wore a front of dark brown hair,
dressed In small fat curls, and bound
round the forehead by a band of narrow
black velvet: she was dressed in black
silk. and wore a muslin handkerchief
crossed upon her BOSOM"
While he spoke, a veil seemed lifted
from my memory; the woman seemed to
stand before me. had trembled be-
fore those cold, stony eyes. That por-
trait, too-my heart told me 1t was my
mothers, and a shadowy remembrance
came upon me that l had been at some
time fondled by such a face.
The Rev. Obadiah Porter was evident
~ disappointed at the result of his reve-
lations. He gnatohed the locket out of
my hand, and then locked it up in the
desk again.
"Well, well, If you can't remember,
you can't" he said, irritably. But
when you are alone, or in bed, try and
think. Who knows2-you might be the
child Of some great or rich people," he
added, cunningly. "Think what an ad-
vantage 1t would be II you could find
this out! But we won't talk any more
OF this at present. have something
else to speak to you about. Silas, 1t fas
much troubled me, for come time, to zee
youth Of your appearance and proba-
BILE prospects doing mental work. I've
long been thinking whether l couldn't
more probably employ you; and, after a
talk with my daughter, I've come to the
conclusion that you shall, henceforth,
assist her In the care Of the boys"
My duties as tutor were to commence
on the next day. really felt very CRATE
to him for what appeared, to my unso-
phisticated mind, a great kindness; and
so I told Martha when went back to
the kitchen.
"Well, don't know about being CRATE
full, Silas," she cried. depend upon it,
masters serving his own turn. Miss
Judith's getting very tired of the work;
and II she was TO 60 away, what would
he do? 1t wouldn't suit him to have a
stranger in the house. Now don't you
see that he couldn't do without you
that you're the very thing he wants?"
Martha's worldly view Of the matter
somewhat dashed my exalted feelings of
gratitude; vet, for all that, / still felt
very thankful for the change.