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Subscribe at Once. •The Romance or Owl Hollow,” by Betsey Ham* “A SHIP OF ’49” A Bintaoe of Califvroia—Io Throe Parts. BY BRET HARTE. PART SECOND. (Copyright, 1SS5. by Bret Harte. All Rights Re* served.] 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.". -