Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1919-07-17

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Of several old salts, both white and
black, one or two Of whom time and
their neighbors had invested with q
Legendary SAVIOR Of the old "wrecking
days." which. IL rumor speaks. true,
are not entirely vanished from the
remoter corners of the islands. But
either their romantic halos were en-
tirely due to imaginative gossip, or
they themselves we're too shrewd to
be drawn, for got nothing out Of
them to my purpose. E
One afternoon in the course Of these
rather fruitless If interesting investi-
cations among the picturesque ship
yards Of Bay street I had wandered
farther along that historic water front
than is customary with sightseeing pc
destrians, and had come to where the
road begins to be left alone with the
sea, except for a few country houses
here and there among the surrounding
scrub-when my eye was caught by
a little store that seemed to have
strayed away from the others-a small
timber erection painted in blue and
white with a sort of sea-wildness and
loneliness about 1t. and with large,
naive lettering across its Intel an
nouncing itself as an Emporium" Il
think that was the word) "of Marine
Curiosities." ~
pushed open the door. There was
no one there. The little store was
evidently left to take care Of itself.
Inside 1t was like an old curiosity shop
of the sea, every available inch Of
space, rough tables and walls Uttered
and hung with the queer and lovely
bric-a-brac Of the sea. Presently a
tiny girN came in, as it seemed, from
nowhere and said she would fetch her
father. In moment or two he came,
q tall, weathered Englishman Of the
sailor type, brown and lean, with
lonely blue eyes.
''You don't seem afr,id Of thieves"
I remarked.
ut amt jewelry store" he said,
with the curious soft sing-song intona-
ton Of the Nassau ''conch."
That's Just what was thinking It
was" I said.
Il know what you mean," he replied,
his lonely face lighting up as faces do
at unexpected understanding in~
stranger. "Of course there are some
that feel that way, but they're few and
far between
mot enough to make a fortune out
Oft"
"oh! I do pretty WE'LL" he said; II
mustn't complain. Moneys not every
thing, you see, in business like
this. There's going after the things,
you know. Ones got to count that in
too"
F I looked at him in some surprise.
had met something even rarer than
the things he traded in. I had met a
merchant Of dreams. to whom the mere
handling Of his merchandise seemed
sufficient profit: there's going after
the things, you know. Ones got to
count that in too" ~
Naturally we were neck.deep In talk
In moment. wanted to hear all he
cared to tell me about 'going after
the things"L things !"-and he
was nothing leth, as he took up one
strange OF beautiful object after an
other, his face aglow, and he quite
evidently without a thought of doing
business, and told me all about them
how and where he got them, and SO
forth.
But. :" he said presently, encouraged
by my unfeigned interest, II should
like to show you a few rarer things /
have in the house, and which I
wouldn't sell, Of even show to every
onelI II you'd honor me by taking a
cup OF tea we might look them over"
So we left the little store, with its
door, unlocked as had found 1t, and
a few steps brought us to a little house
l had not before noticed, with a neat
garden In front Of It, all the garden
beds symmetrically bordered with
conch shells. Shells were evidently
the simple-hearted fellows mania, his
revelation Of the beauty Of the world.
Here in a neat parlor, also much dec
GRATED with shells, tea was servedsto
US BY the little girl / had first seen
and an elder sister, who. I gathered,
made all the lonely dreamer,s family.
Then. shyly pressing on me a cigar, he
turned to show me the promised treas
ures. he also told me more Of his
manner OF finding them, and Of the
long trips which he had to take in
seeking them, to out-of-the-way cays
and in dangerous waters.
He was showing me the, last and
rarest Of his specimens. He had kept,