Evening star., 1913-11-19
THE EVENING STORY.
A Hidden Treasure.
Copyrisht. 1918. by W. werner.l

Copyright, 1913. by W Werner1
9TH never do to let Sam know that
I am rich,' soliloquized Capt Job Travers,
| as he neared Biddeford on visit TO his
| old shipmate Sam Stubs. Sam would
| either envy me or hate me for my luck
and want to enjoy Sam nat'ral-
Capt. Sam Stubbs had retired from
the sea at the pressing invitation OF va
rious shipowners. who dreaded the con-
| tinued bad luck that followed the unfor-
| tunate mariner, and. a soured, disap-
pointed man. Capt. Stubbs had retired to
a small home near Biddeford. where he
| lived with his daughter and very
| meager income.
| I'm glad l thought about keeping mum
| a bout my luck muttered Capt. Travers,
| as the one-hinger gate groaned pro-
test to being opened, and the rotten
porch step tried to trip him. He's poor
as a rat is Sam. and he'd hate me on
| account of my luck.
| Capt. Travers. after years of voyagins
along the Atlantic coast at small sal
airy. had fallen in with a derelict. and
the salvage had amounted TO $1,000
| The weather-beaten face of Sam Stubbs
| just lightened trife as he shook the
| hand of his old shipmate, and he asked,
| gloomily:
Schooner at Biddeford?
NO. SAM I've no schooner right now
Lose her." asked Stubbs. with CLINT
| of joy in his eyes.
No; Just quit the sea for awhile.
Amt made your forum, have YOU?
and the corners of Sans mouth drew
down as he asked the question.
! Lord. no: poor as ever. Sam, lied
| Capt. Travers.
Capt TraverS was much taken with
| Nicely Stubbs. his friends daughter and
his heart ached as he noted her sha bby
dress.
81 wish Sam wasn't such a crooked old
stick" he muttered TO himself. I'D like
| to give that girl present.
During the talk after supper the bright
| face of the girl and her CHEEKY laugh con-
| trasted so strongly with the croaking
pessimism of her father that Capt. Trav
| ers determined at all hazards to make
| her a substantial present during his stay
as soon as the means of doing so, with
out it being attributed to him. was dis
covered.
Capt. Stubbs showed his guest to the
best room, and remarked that the room
adjoining was occupied by his daughter.
When Capt. Stubbs had retired. and as
Miss Nicely had not come upstairs. Capt.
Travers ventured to take a peep into
] Meely's room. A few cheap pictures
hung on the wall and tawdry vase stood
on the mantelpiece.
Poor girl sigher the captain, but
just then his eyes fell the bureau,
and an inspiration swept over him. He
stepped quickly to the bureau. picked
up Bible that lay thereon. and slipped
a 500 note within it's pages. Then in a
glow of bushes at having been within
the sacred precincts of a young lady S
bedroom, the captain hurried back to
his apartment and went to bed.
She'll open the good book he muir
INJURED. land find the money! and sooth-
ed by the consciousness of good deed he
feel asleep
Evidently Miss Nicely did not consult
the Scriptures that night, for she gave no
indications of a fortunate find the next
morning, but Capt. Travers bided his
time. and after a rather doleful day. ow-
| ing to the lamentations of Capt. Stubbs.
Miss Nicely put on her shawl at night
| fall. preparatory to going out.
Too dark for you to CO." proclaimed
her father. "An my rheumatic is too bad
| for me to go with YOU"
Il must co. said the girl. Il must
see Miss Miffin tonight
I'll go with you, exclaimed Capt.
| Travers. getting eagerly on his feet.
Il am going said Miss Nicely. as
they walked toward the town, Ito return