New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-04-12

listened n,cntly, then stepped back into the
cabin and locked the door He took ou, the
chamolS bag that hung about his neck, and
poured the contents upon the blanket. Blue
stones, rather dull at first: but all, when the
sun awokc the fires in them: blue as thcnoWcr
o the corn, the flame OF burning sulphur,
He gathered them up and slowly tricklcd
them through his fingers. SapphircS, unset,
beautiful as a woman'S eyes, He replaced
them IN the channels bag; and for the rest
of the afternoon went about his affairs pre-
ocCupicdly, grave as a Bishop under his
inter For, all said and done, he had much
TO be grave about.
In one of the panels OF the partition that
separated the cabin from the next there was
a crack. y human eye could see through it
very we'll and did.
MY young poet had signed on" under
iVA the name of Thomas Webb. 1t was
not assumed. For years he had been known
in the habcrdaShery as Webb. There was
more to il. however; there was a tail to the
kite The English have inordinatc fondncSS
for hvphenS. for Mothers family name and
Grandmother's family name and Great
grandmother'S with the immediate pater-
nal Cognomcn as a period. ThomaS's full
name was a rosary, ii YOU like, Of ycomen,
Of soldiers, of farmers, of artists, OF gentle
bloodS. OF dreamcrS.
From his seventh year the boy had faced
life alone. He had never gone with the
stream, but had always found Judgment in
the back-waters. There is no employment
quicter, peaCciuller, than that OF a clerk in
a habcrdaShery From Mondays till Satur-
days. calm, a perfect environment for
poet You would bc surprised to learn Of
the vast army Of poets and novclistS and
dramatiSts who dispense fourin-handS, col
lars. buttons. and hosiery six days in the
week and 60 a picnicking on the seventh,
provided il does not ram.
Thomas had an idea. II was not re-
Election OF his lamented fathers: il was
wholly his own. He wanted 10 be loved.
His fathers Idea had been to love; thus,
humanity had laughed him into the grave.
SO it will be seen that Thomas idea was the
sensiber OF the two.
The voyage was uncvcntful Blue day
followed blue day. When at length the
great port Of New York doomed in the dis
lance Thomas felt thrilling in his spine
Perhaps wonder he might make his fortune.
no matter what else he did, that remained
20 be accomplished for he was a fortune
hunter. of the ancient type. that Is, he cN-
pectcd 70 work for il. Shore leave would
be his. and if during that time he found
nothing why, he was determined 20 nnlSn
the summer as a steward; and by fall he
would have enough to give him start inlife.
Az important tug came busting along
"A side. By the yellow flag he knew that
it carried the quarantine officials, inspectors,
and a few privileged citizens. Among
others who came aboard Thomas noted
sturdy, thick-chested man in derby hat
bowler. Thomas called il. Quietly this man
sought the Captain and handed him what
looked to Thomas ike a cablegram. The
Captain read it and shook his head Thomas
overheard little Of their conversation.
you're welcome to look about, Mr.. Hag
gertv; but don't think you'll find the per-
son YOU seek.
III ,-o,, don't mind III take 2 DrOWI