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BY BRET HARTE.
PART SECOND.
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Synopsis of First Part.—Old Abner Nott. a
lioosicr farmer, went to California. Crossing the
ttlaiiiB Ills wife died, leaving a daughter. Rose/.
Sir. Nott, reaching San Francisco, bought mi old
f-liip bulk, in which be and hU daughter lived,
xcuUcg 100ms in it to auch odd characters uncalled.
IThe two tenants when the story opens were a
a ucer old Frenchman (De Ferrieres). with whom
ott foolishly believed his daughter to be in love,
and Kenshaw, ft young Californian. There is said
to be a treasure hidden in the old shtn-the Pou*
tlac-and Renshaw, In partnership with Sleight, it
Banker, is trying to find the treasure, and buy the
fthlp at a uominal price before old Nott knows
S bat be is selling. He has written to Sleight that
leold Frenchman has the room in which the
treasure U hidden, but he hopes to turn the old
fellow out. The plot unfolds in the following
Chapters.
CHAPTER III.
If Mr. Kenthaw indulged in any further cu
riosity regarding the interior of the l'ontiac,
Bo did not make his retire researches mani
fest to Rose/. Nor, in spite of her father's
Invitation, did he again approach the galley—
a fact which gave her first vague impression
in bis favor. He seemed also to avoid the vn*
jrious advances which Mr. Nott appeared im
pelled to make, whenever they met in the
passage, but did so without seemingly avoid
ing Ns*, and marked his half contemptuous
indifference to the elder Nott by an increase of
reaps'1 to the young girl. Sire would have
more interesting then that of old Captain
Bower, fo svho.o cabin h« bad a lie: ceded, who
Bad bore told her a ahip was the “devil', hen-
coop.” Sho would have lilted alio to explain
to him Ibat iha was not in the habit of wear-
in, a purple bonnet. But her tnoughts were
jireseuly engrossed by an exporienco whicli
interrupted the even tenor of her young fife.
She had been, aaehe Biter ward remembered,
impressed with a nervous restlessness one af
ternoon, which made it Impossible for her to
perform ber ordinary household duties, or to
oven indulge her favorite recreation at road-
ing or castle, building. Sho wandered 'over
the ahip, and, impelled by the same vague
feeling of unrest, dccended to the lower deck
and the forward bulkhead where she had dis
covered the open hatch. It had not been
again disturbed, nor was there any trace of
Ibrthcr exploration. A little ashamed, she
knew cot tvhy, of revisiting the scene of Mr
Iteusbaw’s researches, sho was turning back,
when she noticed that the door which commit-
rated with PeFerrleros’s loftwaapartly open.
IThe circumstance waa ao unusual that ahe
■topped before it in aurprise. There was no
round from within i it was the hour when it’s
queer occupant waa always abaiut; he must
have forgotten to lock the door, or it had bean
linhstriited by other bands. After a moment,
of Imitation ahe pushed it further open and
(tapped into the room.
By the dim light of two portholea ahe could
ue that the floor waa strewn and piled with
the content*V)f a broken bale of curled hors.
Iiair, of which a lew untouched bales still re
mained against the wall. A heap of morocco
aklns, some already cut in the form of chair
cushion rovers, ana a few enabiona unfinished
(lid unstufled, lay in’tbe light ol the ports and
gave the npaitment the appearance of a cheap
work shop. A rude instrument for combing
tha horse hnir, awls, buttons, and thread
heaped on a small banch showed that active
Work had been but recently interrupted. A
cheap earthernw.ro ewer and basin on tb.
floor, anil * pallet mad. of an open bale of
horse hair, on whieh a ragged quilt and blank
et were flung. Indicated that the aolltsry wor
ker dwelt and ilopt beside hit work.
The truth flashed upon the young girl’, ac
tive bruin, quickened by inclusion and fed by
(olltary kooks. She read with keen eyea the
miserable secret of her rathor’e etrange guest
In the poverty etrieken walle, in the mute ev
idence! of mesial handicraft performed in
lonelineia and privation, in thie piteous (dtp-
tation of an accident to save the runacioua
(htino of premeditated toil. She knew now
why he had stemmtriogly refused to recire
her lather*. oiler to bay back tha goods be bad
given him; ibe knew now how hardly gained
wes the pittance that paid hia rent and tup-
•ported hit childish vanity and grotesque pride,
from a peg in the corner hnng the familiar
masquerade tbet hid hit poverty—the pearl-
K sy trousers the black frock coat, the tall
Ining hat—in bidaone contrast to the penury
of bit surroundings. Bat if they were here,
where wes he, ana in whetnew disguise had
he escaped from hi. poverty, A vtgna unea
siness esuatd her to hesitate aad return to the
otien dear. She bad nearly reached it when
her eye fell on the pallet which it partly illu
minated. A singular retemblauec in tha rag
ged heep’mad# her draw closer. The faded
quilt waa'a dressing gown, and clutching it's
folds ley a white wasted band.
The emigrant childhood et Rosa Nott had
heen more than one* shadowed by aval ping
knives, and she was acquainted with death,
fobe went fcsrleealy to the couch and found
that the dreseing gown waa only an enwrap
ping of tic emaciated end lifeless b»ly of
IteFerriere*. hhe did not retreat or calf for
help. but examined him dotely. He was un-_
COBftfiout but not nulielesi; be bai evident:/
Jjttn atrang eoougn to open the door for air or
Barter, but had nUertrard fallen into a fit on
iheeotir h. fihe slew to her father** locker
Sind the gallftj fire, returned and shut the
door behind her, nnd by the skilfal use of hot
fra ter and |whiaE/, toon had the **tiifacti«m
ri fteoinf ft faint color take the place of the la
ded rouge io the ghaetly check*. She wai
F-till rhaling hia hands when he slow!/ opened
iiia eves. With a atart, be mode a quick at
tempt to push aside her hands and rise. Bat
the gently restrained him.
“Kh—whgtr he lUataeraJ* throwing hn
face back from hera with an effort, and trying
to turn it to the wall.
•‘You have boon Ul/' she aaid quietly.
“Drink this.”
With lua face still fumed awaw he lifted
the cup to hia chattering teeth. When he had
drained it he threw a trembling glance around
the room and at the door.
•‘There’s no one been here but myself,” she
•aid quickly. “I happened to aee the door
open as 1 pasted. I didn't think it worth
while to call any one.”
The searching look he gave her turned ip)o
an expression oi relief, which to her infinite
uneasiness again feebly lightened iuto one of
antixuated gallantry. He drew the dressing
gown around him with an air.
“Ah! it is a goddess, mademoiselle, that has
deigned to enter the cell—where—where—I—
amuse myself.lt la droll—it it not? I came here
to make—what you call—the experiment of
your father's fabric. 1 make rayoeli—ha I hal—
like a workman. Ah, bah! the heat, the dark
ness, the plebeian motion makes my head to
S ) round. I stagger, I faint, I cry out, I fall.
ut what of that! The great God hears my
cry and sends ruo an angel. Voile.
lie attempted an easy gesture of gallautry,
but overbalanced himselfand fell sideways on
the pallet with a gasp. Yet there was so
much genuine feeling mixed with his gro
tesque affectation, so much piteous conscious
ness of tho ineffectiveness oi bis falsehood,
that the young girl, who had tamed aivay,
came back ana laid her hand upon hia arm.
“You must lie still ami try to sleep,” she
said gently. “I will return again. Perhaps,”
ibe added, “thero is some one Ijcan send for?”
lie shook bis head vialently. Then in his
old manner added: “After mademoiselle—no
one.”
‘‘I mean ” sho hesitated; “have you no
friends?”
“Friends, ah! without doubt.” He shrug
ged his shoulders. “But mademoiselle will
comprehend ”
“You are better now,”aaidRosey quickly,“and
“no one need know anything ifyou don’t wish
it. Try to sleep. You need not lock the door
when I go? I will see that no one comes in.”
He flushed faintly and averted hia eyes. “It
is too droll, mademoiselle, is it not?”
“Of course it is,” said Rosey, glancing
round the miserable room.
“And mademoiselle is an angel.”
He carried her hand to his lips humbly—hit
first purely unaffected action. She slipped
through the door and softly closed it bobmd
her.
Reaching the upper deck, she was relieved
to find her father had not returned, and her
nbsenco had b$cn unnoticed. For she had
resolved to keep Do Fcrrieres’s secret to herself
rom tho moment that she had unwittingly
discovered it, and to do this and atill be ablo
to watch over him without her father's knowl
edge required aome caution. Slur was con
scious of his strange aversion to the unfortu
nate man, without understanding tho reason,
but, as she was in the habit of entertaining
his caprices more from affectionate tolerance
of his weakness than reverence of his judg
ment, she saw no disloyalty to him in with
holding a confidence that might be disloyal to
another. “It won't do father any good to
know it,” she said to herself, “and if it did it
oughtn't to,” she added with triumphant
feminine logic. But the impression made
upon her by the spectaclo she. had just wit
nessed wee stronger then any other consider
ation. The revelation of De TOitieree’s secret
poverty seemed a chapter from a romance of
her own weaving: fora mortient it lifted tho
miserable hero out of tho depths of his folly
and selfishness. She forgot the weakness of
the man in tho strength of bis dramatic sur-
rnxrgfPptrp u partlyjyiffiad^^yvyi^ ah*
ship as sho had dreamed it, bat jt was an epi
code in her experience of it that broko its mo
notony. That she should soon learn, perhaps
from De Fefricrcs’s own lips, the true reason
of bis strange seclusion, and that it luvolved
more than appeared to her now, she never for
a moment doubted.
At the end of an hour she again knocked
softly st the door, carrying somelight nourish
ment she had prepared for him. He was
asleep, but she was astounded to find that in
the interval ho had managed to dress himself
completely in his antiquated finery. It was a
momentary shock to tho illusion she had been
fostering, out she forgot it in the pitiable con
trast between his haggard face ami his poma
tumed liair and beard, the jauntiness of his
attire and the collapse of his invalid figure.
When she had satisfied horself that
his sleep was natural, she busied herself softly
in arranging the miserable apartment. With
a few feminine touches she removed the slov
enliness of misery and placed the loose mate
rial and ostentatious evidences of his work on
ono side. Finding that ho still slept, and
knowing the importance of this natural modi-
cation, sho placed the refreshment she had
brought by his side ond noiselessly quitted
the apartment. Hurrying through tho
gathering darkness between decks, she
once or twice thought that the had heard
footsteps, and paused, but, encountering no
one, attributed tho impression to her over-
ronaclousncss. Yet she thought it prudent to
go to the galley firat, where she lingered a low
moment* before returning to the cabin. On
entering she was a little atartled at observing a
figure seated at her father's desk, but was re
lieved at finding it was Mr. Kenshaw.
He rose and put aside the book ho had idly
picked up: “I am afraid I am an intentionul
intruder this time, Miss Nott. But I found no
one here, and I was tempted to look into this
sbip-shape little snuggery. You see the
temptation got the hotter of me.”
His voice and smilo were so frank and pleas
ant. so free from his previous restraint, yet
still respectful, so youthful, yet manly, that
Rose/ was affected by them even in her pre
occupation. Her eyes brightened and then
dropped before his admiring glance. Had she
known that tho excitement of the lost few
hours bad brought a wonderful charm into her
pretty face, bad crouscd the slumbering life of
her half-wakeaed beauty, she would have been
more confused. As it was, she was only glad
that the young man should turn out to be
‘•nice.” Reshape be might tell ber something
about ships; perhaps if shs had only known
him longer she ought, with De Fcrrieres’s
permission, have shared her confidence with
him, and enlisted hie sympathy and assistance.
6he contented herself with snowing this an
ticipatory gratitude io her face as she begged
him, with the timidity of a maiden hostess, to
resume his seat.
But Mr. Renshaw seemed to talk only to
make her talk, and I am forced to admit that
Rosey loundtbis almost as plsawnt. It was
not loaf before be was in possession oi her
simple nistory from the day of her baby emi
gration to California to the transfer of ber
childish life to the old ship, end even of much
of the romantic fancies she had woven into her
existenro there. Whatever ulterior purpose
be had in view, be listened ss attentively at
if her artless chronicle was filled with practi
cal information. Once, when she bad paused
for breath, he said, gravely, “l must ask you
to show me over this wonderiul ship some day
that I may sec it with your eyes.”
“But 1 think you know it already better
than I do,” **Id Rosey, with a smile.
Mr. Renshaw's brow clouded slightly. “Ab,”
he said, with a touch of his former restraint:
“and why?”
“Well, said Rosey, timidly, “I thought
ycu stent round and touched things in a fa
miliar way, as if you hod handled them be
fore.”
The young men raised bis eyes to R >*«/’•
end kept them there long enough to bring
bat k hie gentler expreteioa. Then, because
I found jt u trying on a very queer bonnet the
first day I saw you,” be said, mischievously,
“I ought to beliart you were in the habit of
11 In the first flash of mutual admiration young
people art aetto find a laugh quite as *i*aifi-
cakl M a lififl for u exprtuta of aympuUeU
communion, and this mosterstroko of wit con
vulsed them both. In tho midst of it Mr.
Nott entered the cabin. But the complacency
with whieh he viewed the evident perfect
undemanding of the pair was destined to sufler
Bomo abatement. Rosey, suddenly conscious
that she was in some way participating in
ridicule of her father through his unhappy
gift, became embarrassed. Mr. Renshaw's re-
straight returned with tho presence of tho old
man. In vain, at first, Aimer Nott strove
with profound levity to indicate his arch com
E rehension of the situation, and in vain, later,
rooming alarmed, he endeavored, with
cheerful gravity, to indicate his utter oblivi-
ousaess of any but a business significance iu
their tete-a-tete.
•‘I oughtn't to hev intruded,Rosey,” hesaid,
“when you and the gentleman wera talkin’ ol
contracts mebbcc; but don’t mind me. I'm on
the lly, anyhow, Rosey dear, *hevin’ to see a
man round the corner."
But even the attitude of withdrawing did
not prevent the exit of Renshaw to his apart
ment, and of Rosey to the galley. Left alone
in the cabin, Abner Nott felt in the knots
nnd tangles of his beard for a reason. .Glanc
ing down at bis prodigious boots, which, cov
ered with mud and gravel, strongly omnha-
sired his agricultural origin, and gave him n
g eneral appearance ot standing on
is own broad acre*, ho was struck with au
idea. “It’s them boots,” he whispered to
himself softly, “they somehow don’t seem
'xactly to trump or follow suit in this yer
cabin; they don’t hitch into anythin',
but jilt 'slosh round loose, and, so
to speak, play it alone. And them
young critters nst'rally feels it, nnd gets out o'
the way.” Acting upon this instinct with his
usual precipitate caution, he nt once proceeded
to the nearest second-hand shop, and, pur
chasing a pair of enormous carpet slippers,
originally the property of a gouty sea captain,
reappeared with a stroug suggestion ot newly
upholstering the cabin. The improvement,
however, was fraught with a portentous cir
cumstance. Mr. Nott's footsteps, which usu
ally announced his approach all over the ship,
became stealthy and fnaudible.
Meantime Mias Rosey had taken advantage
of the abcenco of her father to visit her pfttient.
To avoid attracting attention she did not tako
s light, but groped her way to tho lower dosk
and rapped softy at the door. It was instantly
opened by Do I errierrs. He had apparently
appreciated tho low changes sho had already
made in tho room, and had himself cleared
away the pallet from which he had risen to
make two low scats against tho wall. Two bits
of c acdle placed on the floor illuminated tho
beams above, tho dressing gown was artistical
ly draped over the solitary chair, ond a pile of
cushions formed anotherseat. With olaoorute
courtesy ho handed Miss Rosey to the chair.
He looked pale and weak, though the gravity
of the attack had evidently passed. Yot he
1 >«rtisted in remaining standing. “It I sit,”
io explained with a gesture, “I shall again
disgrace mysslf by sleeping in mademoiselle’s
presenco. Yes! I shall sleep-~Ishall dream—
"and wake to find her gone!” i
More embarrassed by his- recovery than
when ho was lying helplessly before her, sho
said hesitatingly,ihst sho was glad he was
better, and that she hoped he liked the broth.
“It was manna fromlieaven, mademoiselle.
See, I have taken it all—every previous drop.
What else could I have done lor mademoiselle's
kindness?”
He showed her the empty bowl. A swift con
viction came upon her that tho man had been
suffering from want of food. The though} re
stored her self-possession even whllo it brought
the tcara to her eyea. “I wish you woufe* let
me speak tejather— or some one,” diosaid i.m-
suspicion lit up his deep eyes. “For what,
mademoiselle I For an accident—that is
nothing—absolutely nothing, fori am strong
•nd well now—seel” he said, tremblingly.
“Or for a whim—for a folly you may aay, that
they will misunderstand. No, mademoiselle
is |ood, is wise. Sho will say to horself, *1
understand, my friend Monsieur Do Fcrrierss
for the moment has a secret. Ho would seem
poor, he would tako tho rolo of artisan, he
would shut himself up in these walls—porlisps
I rosy guess why. but it is his secret. I think
of it no more.' lie caught ber hand in his
with a gesture that he would have made ono
of gallantry, but that in its tremulous in
tensity became a piteous supplication.
“I have said nothing, and will say nothing,
if you wish it,” said Rosey, hastily; “but oth
ers msy find out how you live here. This is not
fit work for you. You seem to be a—a gentle
man. You ought to be a lawyer, or a doctor,
or in a bank,” she continued, timidly, with-a
vogue enumeration of the prevailing degrees of
local gentility.
He dropped her hand. “Ah! docs not mad
emoiselle comprehend that it is bocause I am a
S cntlcmon that thero is nothing botween it ond
tiia? Look!” ho coutiuued, almost fiercely.
“What if I told you it is the lawyer, it is tne
Wfnr. it Is the banker, that brings me, a gen-
tlun.B, ~ •hl»,.hT Ab, bah! Wbtt -To i
I.jt This I. ftp. -t, what I do! But (ho law-
T«r, tb. bunker, tb. *..»», wh.tofo they?”
lie shrugged hia shonldars, . -H pacing
apartment with a fugitive glance k* w. liftjf
anxious, half frightened girt, suddenly
dragged a imnlfportinantesu from behind the
heap of bales and opened it. “Loek, made*
inoitello,” he said, tremulously lifting a hand
ful of worn and soiled letters ana papers.
“Look—these are the tools of y»*ur banker,
your lawyer, your doctor, with this the
banker will make you poor, the lawyer will
prove you a thief, the doctor will swear you
ore crasy, eh? What shall you call the work
of agentlemau—this—” he dragged the pile
of cushions forward—“or this?”
To the young girl’s observant eyes some of
tho papers appeared to be of a legal or official
character and others like bills oflading, with
which she was familiar. Their half-theatrical
exhibition reminded her of some play she had
seen; they might be the clue to some story, or
tho mere worthless hoardings of a diseased
fancy. Whatever they were, De Ferrieres did
not apparently care to explain further; indeed,
the next moment his manner changed to his
old absurd extravagance. “But this is stupid
for mademoiselle to hear. Whst shell we
speak of? Ahf what should we speak of in
mademoiselle’s presence?”
“But are not these papers valuable?” asked
Rosey, pertly to draw her host’s thoughts
back to their former channel.
“Perhaps.” Ue paused and regarded the
young girt fixedly. “Does mademoiselle think
so?”
“I don’t know,” sold Rosey. “How should
I?”
“Ab f if mademoiselle thought eo— if made
moiselle would deign—” he stopped again and
t laced bis band upon his forehead. “It might
i eo,” be muttered.
“I must go now,” said Rosey hurriedly,
rising with sn awkward sense of constraint.
“Father will wonder where 1 am.”
“1 shall txplsie. I will neeompany you,
mademoiselle/'
“No, no,” stid Rosey, quickly; “be must
not know 1 have been here!” She stopped.
The honest blush flew to her cheek, mud tnen
returned again, because she bsd blushed.
De Ferrieres gazed at her, with an exalted
look. Then drawing himself to his full height,
lie raid, with an exaggerated and inde*crioa-
bit gesture: “Go, my child, go. Tell four
father that you have been alone and unpro
tected in the abode of poverty and suffering,
but—that it was in the presence of Armsnd de
Ferrieres.”
He threw open the door with a bow that
nearly swept tbe ground, but did not again of
fer to take her band. At once impretMi and
embarrrssed at this crowning incongruity, her
r retty lip trembled between a smile tad n cry
•t she said. “Good night,” and slipped away
into the darkness.
Erect and grotesque De Ferrieres retained
tha seme attitude until tha sound of bar foot*
steps was lost, when be slowly began to close
the door. But a stronw' arm arrested ft from
witFout, and a large carrO^ f°°* appeared at
tho bottom ot the narrow*. openmg. The
jnd Mr. Abner Nott entered the
CHAPTER IV.
With an exclamation and a hurrieft glauco
around him,De Ferrieres threw himself T>efore
tho intrndsr. But, slowly lifting his L*rge
hand and placing it on his lodger’s breast, he
quietly overbore the sick man’s feeble resist *
anco with an impact of power that seemsdr
almost as moral as it was physical.
He did not appear to tako any notice
of the room or its miserable surround-
ings; Indeed, scarcely of the occupant.
Still pushing him, with abstracted eyes and!
immobile face, to the chair that Rosey had just
quitted; he made him sit down, and then took
up his own position on tho pile of cushions
opposite. His usually underdone complexion
was of watery blueness,but bis dull,abstracted
glance appeared to exercise a certain dumb,
narcotic fascination on his lodger.
“I moot/' said Nott, slowly, “hov laid yo ou
here on sight, without enny warnin' or dropped
yo in yer track* in Montgomery street, wher
ever tner waa room to work a six-shooter in
comf 'alio? Johnson of Petaluny—him, yo
kuow,cz had a game eye—fetched Flynn coin
in' outer mcctin’ one Sunday, and it wss only
on account of his wife, and sho a second-hand
one, so to speak. Thero was Walker of Contra
C'osta plugged that young Sacramento chap,
whose name I disremember. full o' holeijistes
ho was say in' ‘Good by’ to his darter. I mout
hev do'ne all this, if it had settled things to
please me. For while you and F'lynn and f
that Sacramento chap cz all about the same
sort o'men. Rosey'a a different kind from
their sert o' women.”
“Mademoiselle is an angel 1” said De Fer-
ricrcs, suddenly rising, with an cxcesn ol ex
travagance. “A saint! Look! I cram the
lie, ha! down his throat who challenges it.”
“Ef by main’selle ye mean my Rosey,” said
Nott, quistly laying his powerful hands on De
Ferncres's shoulders, and slowly pinning him
down again upon his chair. “yc r re about right,
though she oiu't luamWlo yet. Kz I was
snyin', 1 might hev killed you off-hand if 1
hod thought it would hev been a good thing for
Rosey.”
“For her? Ah,well! Look, I am ready,”
interrupted De Ferrieres, again springing
to his leet, nnd throwing open his coat with
both hands. “See! hero nt iny hoart—fire!”
“Es 1 was nayin',” continued Nott. onco
more pruning the excited man down in his
chair, “1 might hev wiped ye out—and mobbo
yo wouldn’t hev keered—or you might hev
wiped mo out, and 1 mout hov said, “Thnnk
’ee,” but I reckon this ain't a caso tor what's
comf’&hlo for you and mo. It's what’s good
for Rosey. Ami the thing to kalkilate is,
what's to bo done.”.
HU until round eyes for tbe first time rested
on D^ i'crriercs’b face, and were quickly with
drawn. It was evident that this abstracted
looiCT * hlch had fascinated his lodger, was
merely a resolute avoidance of Do Ferricros’*
gfftner. and it became apparent later that this
avoidfluce waa due to ludicrous appreciation
of Do Ferrieres'* attractions.
“A,. I after we’ve done that wo must kulki-
late t) Dat Rosey is, nnd what Rosey wants.
P'raj , yo allow, you know what Rosoy is. I
P'rap. you’ve seen her pranpe round in velvet
boon* i and whito satin rflippera and sich.
P'ra* you’ve seen her readin’tracks and
v J yox'’j without waitin’ to spell a word or
catch ’ver breath. But that ain't the Rosey cz
I k*A; . It’s a little child *x ustor crawl iu
und*». ,1 ho tailboard of a Mizzourl wagon on
cVUencrt plains, where tliore wasn’t
’ of G j'I'h tv.c ri v ,*n yearth tpjbo
sect Tn n.lka and i > a Iktte gc.l wo
ustcr hunger and thirst cz quiet
and mannerly cz sho now oats
and drinks in plenty; whoso voice was ez
steady with Injins yellin' round hor nest iu
the leaves on Bweetwnter ez in her party
cabin un yonder. That’s the gal oz 1 know!
That’s tno Rosey as my olo woman puts into
my arms one night artcr wo left Laramie
when the fever was high, and sex. •Abner,'
sc/ she, ‘tho chariot is swingin’ low for me to
night, bat thsr ain’t room in it for her or you
to git in or hitch on. Tako her and rare her,
so we kin all jino *»u the other ahore/ses she.
And I'd knowed the other'shore wasn’t .na
Kaliforny. And that night, p’raps, thechacifo
swung lower than ever before, aud a - ft„ je y
W0UI.I1 .t«pj«d into it, u.l l.lijv If, thorn
And yet Itorey
fid tlm fl Q o,ht«r—llkl m«-D. Forri.rei- fUTMITK* 4.L GRANT DYING.
what I will take,” continued De Ferriores, but* eJi-x1-E* J\« _____________
cz tho best
mj^tuoUflre ofh[i rcl!l oul „ f hli
II. h»a lllffiM \ ,iui, m i,o re,rlii'd down
c.Imljr: "And
t to bo dnno."
ixpros.iim which
. ,i,ur«d 1)0 K«rri.rc»'« (»co »t lhi« an-
‘ r *icinent wm unobierrod bjr Nott’. overtoil
nor did ho perceive that hi. li,tenor the
at un-meut itralglitenod hi. erect figure and
adjmled lit. cravat. . ,
"Ef Bosov,” ho continued, "hc» rood in
vv’gc. and track. In Iijot.li.n nnd French
conutrie. of such chap. c» you nnd kalkilate.
J ou're the right kind to tie to, mebbea it mout
ev done, if Tout'd boon livin’ ovor tbar in a
pallii, but .uuichow it don’t jibe in ovor hero
.nd agree with n .hip-and that .hip lying
comrnulo ashore in Ban I r '*d"
ciico. You don’t .cent to tuit
the climate, ,ou .eo, and your
general gait la likely to atnnipcdo the other
cattle. Agin,” .aid Nott, with an ostenta
tion of looking at hi. companion, but really
gulng on vacancy, "thl. flxod up, antique
style of youri go*, better with (bent ivy-
Itiv.rcd ruin, in Rome and 1'alinyry that
Ilot.y'. mia.d you up with, than it would yore.
I ain’t •ayln’.” b. added, as Bo F.rrlore. was
about to .peak, "I ain’t oayln' e. that child
ain’t tuiitlcn with yo. It ain't no uie toll,
aad >ay »bo doh'inrefer you to her ala father,
or young chaps ot her own ago and kind. I've
seed it afore now, I inspicioncd it afor I wed
her slip out o’ tbi. plan, to night. Tharl keep
your hair on. inch «it III” nt added a. Bo
Fcrri.re. attempted a quick deprecatory ges
ture. “I ain’t aakin’ y«r bow olten .ho come,
here, nor what lb* «oi to you nor you to Iter.
1 ain't asked ber, and 1 don't a<k you. III
allow ra you’v. ..tiled .11 tb. prefiroinarl..
•nd bought her tb. ring and (icb; I’m only
.ikin’ you now, kalkll.tln’ you’v. got .11 tbe
keerd. in your own band, wbat you’ll tako to
iti p out and tea., tbe boerdt”
The dazed look of D. Ferrieree might hav.
forced iteeil even upon Xotl’a one (dead tatuity
had It not been a partol that g.nU.men'.
.1 item to delicately look another way at that
moment eo aa not to .mbarran bit adversary’,
calculation. . _ „ .
"Pardon,’’ stammered D. Femora., "but I
do not comprehend 1’’ lie raieed hie baud to
bu beml. "I am not well—I am stupid. Ab,
mou Dka'»\.
“I ain't isyluV added Nott msro gently,
“fz you don’t feel bad. It's nat’ral. But ft
ain't business. I'm askin' you,” ba contin
ued, taking from 1st* breast-pocket» large
wallet, “how much you'll take in cash now,
sod tbe rest next stonier day, to give op Ro
se/ and leave the ship.” , . , ’
I*o Ferrieree staggered to hi* feet despite
Noll’s restraining band. “To foavo made-
moUelle and leave tbe ship?” he said huskily,
“isitnaft?”
“In course. Yer can leave things yer Jin
ez y«>u found ’em when you come, you know,”
continued Nott, for the first time looking
oround tha miserable apartment, “it • * foul
ness job. I'll take the bales back agin, and
you kin reckon up what you're out, countin'
Rose/ and foes ©* time.''
“lie wishes me to go-he hs% Mud,” repeated
Da Ferrieree to bi maelf thickly.
“Ef you mean me when you s*y him, an t
ez tbar aiat any other man around, 1 reckon
} '”At!r£i asked ate—he-this ms&of tha feet
toning his coat. “No! it is a dream!” Ho
walked fttifllj to tho corner whore his port
manteau lay, lifted it, and gollig to the outer
doer, a cut through the ship's side that com
municated with the alley, unlocked it aud
flung it open to the night. A thick mist liko
the breath of the ocean flowed into the room.
“ You ask me whst I shall take to go,” ho
eeid aa he stood on the threshold. “I shall
take what you cannot give, monsieur, but whst
1 would uot keep if 1 stood here another mo
ment. I take my Honor, monsieur, and—I
fake my leave!”
For a moment his grotesque figure was out
line/ in the epeniug, and then disappeared as
if ho bad dropped into an invisible ocean bo-
low. Stupefied and disconcerted [at this com
plete success of bis overtures,'Abner Nott
remained speechless, gazing at tho vacant
.'■.pace until n cold influx of the mist recalled
him. Then ho rose and shuffled quickly to the
door.
“lii! Ferrers I Look yer—say! Wot'ayour
hurry, parduor?”
Put there was no response. The think mist,
which hid the surrounding objects, scorned to
deaden all sound also. After a moment's
pause he closed the door, but did not lock; it,
nnd, retreating to the center of tho room,
remained blinking at the two candles and
K lucking some perplexing problem from his
card. Suddenly an idea seised him. Rosey!
Where was she? Perhaps It had been a pre
concerted plan, and she had fled with him.
Putting out the lights, he stumbled hurriedly
through the jiassago to tho gaugway above.
The cabin door was open j there was tho aouffd
of voices—Renshaw’s and Roaey'l. Mr. Nojt
felt relieved, but not unembarrassed. He
would have avoided his daugh
ter's prcieuco that evening* But even wmle
making this resolution with characteristic in
felicity he blundered into the room. Rose/ •
looked up with a slight atart; Renshaw's ani
mated face was changed to his former expres
sion of inward discontent.
“You came in so like a ghost, father,” astd
Rosey, with a slight peevishness that was new
to her. “And 1 thought you were in town.
Don’t go, Mr. Renshaw.”
But Mr. Renshaw intimated that he had
already trespassed upon Miss Nott's time, and
that no doubt her father wanted to talk with
her. To his surprise and annoyance, however,
Mr. Nott insisted on accompanying him to his
room, and, without heeding Renshaw's cold
“Good-night,” entered anti closed tho door
behind him.
“P’raps/' aaid Mr. Nott, with a troubled
air, “you disremember that when you first kern
here you asked mo'ifyou could uev that 'ur
loft that the Frenchman had down stairs.”
“Nd, 1 don’t remember it,” said Renthaw,
nlmcHt rudely. “But,” ho added,after a pauso,
THE DOCTOK
S PRONOUNCE HIM
beyond.recovery.
HisDsaKereas"0xmptomfl Sf*.
i. ’Waott
«vu|(i VU ( h,(i|<ivb( «»*. «rw« rt.freite
Makes tbe Wd Appear Cartas*'“Vj* J™ 1
and Yrcjrreiaof Hie Dleeaee-i. *
the Weirs to Hlm-Tbt L*kk ’
and unpleasant memory, 11
it?”
-what about
'Nulhin', only that you kin hev it to-mor
row,cz that Vro Frcuclimnn is movin’ «ut,”re-
apnndcd Nott. “I thought you was sorter keen
about it when you firstlreiu.”
“Umph! we’ll talk about it to morrow.”
Something in tho look*of wearied perplexity
with which Mr. Nott was beginning to regard
his own mnl apropos presouco, arrested tho
young man’s attention. “What's tho reason
you didn’t sell this old ship long ago, tako a
decent house In tho town, ami bring up your
daughter like njady?” ho asked, with a sad
den blunt gooa.tumor. But even this implied
blasphemy against tho habitation Ho wor
shipped did uot prevent Mr. Nott irom ills
usual misconstruction of the question.
•I reckon now Kosey’s got high-flown .ideas
livin'in s cnstlc with ruins, cUV'^he uald
••BavJai I'M-dlirrsn>Anw
abruptly. “Good night.”
Firmly convinced that Rosey had boon
unable to conceal from Mr Renshaw the
influenco of her dreams of s cnfltollstcd future
with Do Ferrieres, ho regained tho cabin.
r’lVr'/j!”* .oighi bl/otn ^ '‘.not l»—*
.Iran. Tho figure of Bo F.rrlere^.1# outer " “ *-| Ute " r
in tho .hi]’ .id. nnd molting iiiVcomnoIlofl
<lo|knts>, li.untril fi.o *nd follow
him In dw .Boy. nnd byway, of tha
him tlircDivJf' Again, it wo) « qiart of hi.
frfprtrfmpieion tliat ho now Invootod tho
-Ctont man with . potential .ignifteanco and
an unknown power. What deep-laid plan.
Nzw Your, February SS.—[Speeitf.J—C*- n '
er.l Grant’, condition waa so critical «t ted
o’clock to-night, that the attending phy.fcfA')*
could not glvo even an amrance that ht'
would lire until morning. On the other hand,
they say bi. condition I. ouch, taking into
consideration hi. wonderfully rugged consti
tution, that he may lira nreral weeks. Police
•re .Utioned at the itrcete leading Into Sixty-
•ixth street, whe e the general lire., to (top
vehiclei from piailng hi. houie, and on tho
•Idw.lk oppoiite hi. houu group, of report
er, era,tending awaiting the moment when tho
word shall come that the general is no more.
tux caosk or rmt dakoxi.
Tho di,exio he ix xuflering from is a malig
nant epithelial growth, and U incurable. Tho
general knows the condition ho li In, and lies
•bown great weakness, ft i.wlth great diffi
culty that he converse, with his family. To
day ho gave .onto final directions to hi. .on,
C'oiozel Fred Orant, concerning hi.'atrtfhing-
rapby of the war. Several weok. ago, through
a mi.apprrhcnilon, an article waa published
in a medical Journal, purporting to be an in
terview with one of hie phyilelana, giving
a rose-colored diagnosis of hi.
disease, end .eying that hia condition was
•o favorable tliat ha would shortly bo a wall '
man. Thin so elated tho general that lio '
went nt hi. literary work eight hours a stay
and broke himself down. III. family phyat-
rials, Dr. Douglas, itid to-night:
the fatal aeLAras.
"A little moro than a week ego i relapse
cine, on Monday, and Tuesday ol
last week ho ato more then
bed beets hie habit, and of impropar
food. Tuesday night he slept well- Ou
Wrdueaday night he wee taken with a
violent earache, not neuralgia, which canto
front the reflex from tho throat.
That night ha alept very poorly. Iti. rest wa.
not Improved on Thursday night. Ily Friday
ho we. somewhat better, hut ainco then lie has
grown worao, Thero Is no hope that lie will
recover. Ul.dl.ease w«» cnu.od by exclusive
smoking, and every time be eats or epaitk. it
pain, him. Ho cannot Uko .olid nourishment,
all his food, heiagliquids. Ue lias uot atooth
In hi. head, all ol them having heen extracted
on nceount of neuralgia, and to ease hit pain
hi. head la kept wrapped in hot Hanuola."
THE I1AX11KB 01- DEATH.
"Have you told tho general that ha will
die?’’
"Not Do I tell a consumptive palieat lint ho
will dlo? I say, ’Well, I hope you are better
to-day,* and’how do you fool,’ ([cheerfully),
ioslcod of him,11/telliug biiu.be is going
die., I did not have tha hoart to tell
oral to txpect tit. worst: u.variiieie^^
discovered this ter hlmigjgfuremi the gener
ate most disgefV'.srrtictiontlnl Ifhisautobl-
n 1 ',_e&ylY'l'b ho finished tho work must bo
might 1 io not lorin to poisoos himi.lf of R'osay
or which he, Abner Nott. would bo ignoraniT
Unchecked by tho restraint of a fother’s roof,
he would now glvo full llconse to his power.
"Bald he'd take hia Honor with him,’' mut
tered Abner to lilmsolf in tho dim watches ol
tbe night; "lookin’ at that soyln’ In Its right
light, it looks bail."
[To HE l OXCl.ODSn.J
■ MARCHING THROUGH OEOROIA,’’
The Closing Grand Army Been.. In Chatta
nooga.
CiiATTAaoooA, February 06.—[Hpcclal.l—The
Hist encampment ot the department ot the Grand
Army of tho Republic, consisting ol Georgia, Ten
nessee and Alabama, met here today. There
was II Splendid aUendame. Resolution*
were adopted favotlog the retirement
ol Genual Grant, giving ex nnlon soldiers, who
were conscripted Into the confederate service
leave to Join the posts, and urglog Iha passage ot
the Meilcan pension bill. Colonel K. B June, of
Nashville, was elected deputy comiuinder. The
next encampment will bo held In Atlsn ta.
floure. La., February G. 0. GUI, general
merchant, has lllcd a petition for respite from Iris
creditors. Asteta estimated at 111 V000; IlibiMlIes,
ISPiOCO.
t liAlTAXOOOA,Tcoii., February 27.—ISpeclabl—
The encampment ot tho Grand Army ot tho
Republic for Iho mates ot Tennessee, Alaabma end
Georgia closed Its session to-day by adopting rew
lutloue endorsing the onranlsation ot tbe mas ol
veteran, and urging the organisation ot a
women's relief corps. To night tlsue nt a
I,tan banquet, to which cx-contederate
■nd Grand Army of the Republic veterans
sat side by side. The feature ol the evening waa
the tout. "Tbe Blue end Use Gray.’’ reiponded to
by Dr. T. C. Warner, ol tnbelty, late chaplalo ot
then. A. R. ot Ohio, and Colonel Garnett An
drew,, ot Chattanooga, formerly ot Yosoo city,
Slls,., In behelt of lliegray The|two exsoldlen
Clasped bands on the stage,while tbeaiultence ro»c
toaman and sang ’’Marching T hrough Georgia”
and "Blafe.” Tbe next mealing of the encamp
ment will be held at Atlanta.
In Hi. Gold FI a Id*.
ViilaRica, February as.—f(pecla!.)The Glen
gold miningeomimny started their mill yatefday
at 0 p.m., end will aotk two lets ot bends, one
celled the day shut and tbe other the night abut.
The shaft Is situated U0 J.rd. Irom lb. mill ou a
little hill, and the ore te mined and loaded on a
car aud run lute Iha mill on Ibe juice and dumped
up IIS the stand. TbeearUrun by a small boy
and takes about two tons each trip.
The men In the shaft very often ue gold la tbe
reels they era taking oat, and U pronounced by
experienced miner, to l«e "Jost xood enough.’’
Another company, “The Fell River sud
Georgia,'' have received two car loads of lum!»er
for building their mill, end ere now taking out
ore lor the Mine.
CTK.VEi.Axn, Oe., Fthruery 25.—{dpeclal.l—Mr.
George W. hi.ton ha» taken In from Id. customer,
et tbe "hark .lore” about one thousand penny
weight. ot hold In Use U*t twelve months-old-
fashioned mining Just around In the neighbor
hood.
Mnets. Child, d Nickerson «re having o twenty-
stamp pounding mill pul ap on (beta dealer
dining property.
enough with It to forestall tho noceiiUy of
actual co in position, the present weakness of
hie condition would prevent him from eve
seeing It In complete shape.
The bare effort to articulate is accompsnled
at limes by acule pains, and always with
great inconvenience, on account of his teeth
Jiavlug been extracted. Both Jesae Grant and
Colonel Fred Gront expressed tho grayed
hare to-night concerning their lather's con
dition. He says that his father’s tongue is
abnormeliy swollen and that hls indy has
several large bed aorci on It.
ns is a vnar lies xax.
Narr Yoait, February TH,—[By Aisoclalo-l
I’reaa.] -In regard to the condition of General
Grant, Colonel Fred Grant lays bis tether is
a very sick me ut Ho has had llltlo rest for
the pest tew nights,and la eulToring constant
pain in hls ear and head. Dr. Douglas said
be had n talk with Br. Hands at General
Grant's house, and tho result ot tb«
consultation was that both doeten decided
that the eaceeyous growth at tlio root of hi.
longue waa hardening and steadily growing
worse. Microacoplc examination, made by
an expert, proved beyond doubt that it was
a caso of mallguant epithelial growth. Grant
Is a very tick man, anil I think there Is little
or no hope that ho will recovor."
New York, Mercb 1.—At midnight Gener
al Grout’s rendition was reported to be un
changed.
The general was up during Iho day as usual,
but bis physicians and frlsuda have given up
ell hope of hit recovery. Ills doctors lay he
il greduelly linking.
There were many callers at the house tc- lay.
Tbe Man l’rom Cherokee.
Flora the Chicego Herald.
Anlowameuwlthalonteoateail e for ooltar
enlvcd In town yeeterdey and announced In a
board ol trade olllca which he colored the tint
tblogtbethebad come te Chicago for tbe pur
pose of soliciting money for ChrldisaUlug the
“‘Tbe need i, greet," he observed, "u remaned
couim ewere. The oopevo float tell bell the
truth about Ibe kouifi. I know that men are
lynched, shot and whipped down there tor on
caoi« r
wopl.
Yezoo
dear*
I think
t'lutaiin Your
iMknkitxmwoM ib*a »ny l kapw of Is tha
rauutb. How loot l» R J'>u WpMAji Whofo
family orer there *wl drove • court into the next
county.’ Get ou \ ^
all?
below
{h!dS5riirairar’|Rtmnmss5i.- 55
u,e end I’ll chop ye wide opa, von Interns
I teibtn. Don't yen know Uut there U a heap at
difference between the ipontansoua wrath of a
righteous man and the -teep, dark and traitorous
(iTmi.ot the ungodly r Coat at me.you btl.t-
beaded scalper oT the Isthertltekna endorphin!
Move on me, yon thto-legged c merer ol the font
nnd the unjust. Don’t ynulknow that the mod
uonle of loan sometime* tako tho law Iu their
ow if hands merely to save expense and deler, yon
watery ejed son of a oorn-ffffbT n the simp.-i
■nd homely, but unerring Justice ot the law-
abidlnc people ol Iowa te l« confounded with tha
hellish bstberbm Ol iha tebeleouthj' Not much.
MarrAnn. Not ranch, you margined Idiot Not
mncY 'Carter SJonteon nnd hU whale town.
K Just then tour policemen bora him down, tug
roJity^rAna!ri*hir' o’
this tharu m (imdi fo foil [aim, rvit uswm
KUJ9U.". -