6 DUTY. Thank Ood once more for Duty! when we lie With some hot anguish on our brow. Or walk In weakness 'neath some heavy load. Or fall by the wayside, while the world Goes on with all its merry whirl of noise, And never heeds that one is left behind: And when our longing eyes scan spaces far. And see through clouds the red sun moving down The western slopes of sky: or when we hear The voices of the loiterers wandering by, Who bear away the last faint hope of cheer- Then, then thank God for Duty! bending near, l~*lke dear, old-fashioned, half-forgotten friend. Who stopped at home while joy was of our guests. But who. when youth and strength and courage fair Have fled and left us shadowed by despair. Comes softly In and by the bedside bends, With a touch so tender and a voice so true That healing drops upon us as her gift. Full simple clad is she—no gorgeous robe Rustles and shines obtrusive on sick sight. But softest gray and white, like garb of nun. And nun-like, too, she keeps in sight her cross: Her hands untrembllngiy hold the bitter cup That, hard to drink, yet quickens the tired pulse. And lifts us up togo our way again. Aye. more than this! soft-stepped along the road Hour after hour she Journeys by our side, Faithful with cup. with staff, with warning word. And though no traveler cheer the way. She makes the westward Journey all aglow With light, such as shall beat eventide. On pa ths where shadows of her sweet cross fall. —Mary Lowe Dickinson, in Washington Home Magazine. fSOCEBT tours STEVEnSOrf> 1 ' PART VI. CHAPTER XXX lll. —Continued. When the doctor had wormed his se cret from him on the afternoon of the attack, and when, next morniing, he saw the anchorage deserted, he bad gone to Silver, given him the chart, which was now useless—given him the stores, for Ben Gunn's cave was well supplied with goats' meat salted by himself—given anything and every thing to get a chance of moving in safety from the stockade to the two pointed hill, there to be clear of ma laria and keep a guard upon llhf money. "As for you. Jim," he said, "it went against my heart, but I did what I thought best for those who had stood by their duty; and if you were not one of these, whose fault was it?" That morning, finding that I was to be involved in the horrid disappoint- I inemt he had prepared for the mu tineers.'he had run all the way to the cave, and, leaving Squire to guard the captain, had taken Gray and the ma roon and started, making the diagonal across the island, to be at hand be fiide the pine. Soon, however, he saw that our party had the start of him; ond Ben Gunn. being fleet of foot, had been dispatched in front to do his bast alone. Then it had occurred to lliim to work upon the superstitions of his for mer shipmates, and he was so far suc cessful that Gray and the doctor had come up and were already ambushed before the arrival of the treasure hunt ers. "Ah," said Silver, "it was fortunate for me that 1 had Hawkins here. Von would have let old John be cut to bits and never given it a thought, doctor." "Not a thought," replied Dr. Livesey, cheerily. And by this time we had reached the .■gigs. The doctor, with the pick ax, de molished one of them, and then we all got aboard the other, and set out togo round by the sea for North Inlet. This was a run of eight or nine miles. Silver, though he was almost killed already with fatigue, was set to an oar, like the rest of us, and we were soon skimming swiftly over a smooth sea. Soon we passed out of the straits and doufaled the southeast corner of the island, round which, four days ago, we had towed the "Hispaniola." As we passed the two-pointed hill, we could see the black mouth of Ben Gunn's cave, and a figure standing by it, lean ing on a musket. It was the squire; and we waved a handkerchief and gave him three cheers, in which the voice of Sil er joined as heartily as any. Three miles further, just inside the mouth of North inlet, what should we meet but the "Hispaniola," cruising by herself. The last flood had lifted her; and had there been much wind, or a strong tide current, as in the southern anchorage, we should never have found her more, or found herstranded beyond help. As it was, there was little amiss, beyond the wreck of the mainsail. An other anchor was got ready, and dropped in a fathom andla half of water. We all pulled round again to Bum cove, the nearest point for Ben Gunn's treas ure house; and then Gray, single-hand ed, returned with the gig to the "His paniola," where he was to pass the night on guard. A gentle slope ran up from the beach to the entrance of the cave. At the top the squire met us. To me he was cor dial, saying nothing of my escapade, either in the way of blame or praise. At Silver's polite salute he somewhat Hushed. "John Silver," he said, "you're a prodigious villain and iinposter—a mon strous impostor, sir, I am told I am not to prosecute you. Well, then, 1 will not. Hut the oead men, sir, hang abovit 3 our Beck like millstones." "Thank you kindly, sir," replied Long John, again saluting. "How dare you to thank me!" cried the squire. "It is a gross dereliction of my duty. Stand back!" And thereupon we all entered the cave. It was a large, airy place, with a little spring and 1 pool of clear water, overhung with feius. lhe floor was sand. Before a big fire lay Capt. Bmol let; and in a far corner, only duskily flickered over by tie blaze, 1 beheld great heaps of coin and quadrilaterals built of bars of gold. That was Flint's treasure that we had come bo far to seek, and that had cost already the lives ol' 17 men from the "Hispaniola." How many it had cost in the amassing, what blood and sorrow, what good ships scut tled on the deep, what'brave men walk ing the plank blindfold, what shot of cannon, what shame and lies and cruel ty, perhaps no man alive could tell. Yet there were still three upon that island—Silver, and old Morgan, and Ben Uunn—who had each taken his share in these crimes, as each had hoped in vain to share in the reward. "Come in, Jim," said the captain. "You're a good boy in your line, Jim; but 1 don't think you and me'U goto sea again. You're too much of the born favorite for me. Js that you, John Silver? What brings you here, man?" "Come back to do my dooty, sir," re turned Silver. "Ab!" said the captain; and that was all he said. What a supper I had of it that night, with all my friends around me; and what a meal it was, with Ben Dunn's salted goat, and some delicacies and a bottle of old wine from the "Hisjwi niola." Never. I am sure, were people gayer or happier. And there was Silver, sitting back almost out of the firelight, but eating heartily, prompt to spring forward when anything was wanted, even joining quietly in our laughter— the same bland, polite, obsequious sea man of the voyage out. CHAPTER XXXIV. AND LAST. The next morning we fell early to work, for the transportation of this great mass of gold near a mile by land to the beach, and thence three miles by boattothe"llispaniola," was a consider able task for so small a number of workmen. The three fellows still abroad upon the island did not greatly trouble us; a single sentry on the shoul der of the hill was sufficient to insure us against any sudden onslaught, and we thought, besides, they had had more than enough of fighting. Therefore the work was pushed on briskly. Gray and Ben Ounn came and went with the boat, while the rest dur ing their absence piled treasure on the beach. Two of the bars, slung in a rope's end, made a good load for a grown man—one that he was glad to walk slowly with. For my part, as 1 was not much use at carrying. I was kept busy all day in the cave, packing the minted money into bread bags. It was a strange collection, like Billy Bones' hoard for the diversity of coin age, but so much larger and so much more varied that I think I never had more pleasure than in sorting them. English, French, Spanish. Portuguese, Georges and Louises, doubloons and double guineas and rooidores and sequins, the pictures of all the kings of Europe for the last hundred years, strange oriental pieces stamped with what looked like wisps of string or bits of spider's web, round pieces and square recces, and pieces bored through the middle, as if to wear them round your neck—nearly every variety of money in the world must. I think, have found a place in that collection; and for num ber, I am sure they were like autumn leaves, so that my back ached with stooping and my fingers with sorting them out. Day after day this work went on; by every evening a fortune had been stowed aboard, but there was another fortune waiting for the morrow; and all this time we heard nothing of the three surviving mutineers. At last —I think it was on the third night—the doctor and I were strolling on the shoulder of the hill where it overlooks the lowlands of the isle, when, from out the thick darkness be low, the wind brought us a noise be tween shrieking and singing. It was only a snatch that reached our ears, followed by the former silence. "Heaven forgive them," said the doc tor; " 'tis the mutineers!" "All drunk, sir," struck in the voice of Silver from behind us. Silver, I should say, was allowed his entire liberty, and. fn spite of daily re buffs, seemed to regard himself once more as quite a privileged and friendly dependent. Indeed, it was remarkable how well he bore these slights, and with what unwearying politeness he kept at trying to ingratiate himself with all. Yet. I think, none treated him better than a dog; unless it was Ben Gunn, who was still terribly afraid of his old quartermaster, or myself, who had real ly something to thank him for; al though for that matter, I suppose, I had reason to think even worse of him than anybody else, for I had seen him meditating a fresh treachery upon the plateau. Accordingly, it was pretty gruffly that the doctor answered him. "Drunk or raving!" said he. "Bight you were, sir," replied Silver; "and precious little odds which, to you and me." "I suppose you would hardly ask me to call you a humane man." returned the doctor, with a sneer, "and so my feelings may surprise you, Master Sil ver. But if I were sure they were rav ing—as I am morally certain one, at least, of them is down with lever —I should leave this camp, and, at what ever risk to my own carcass, take them the assistance of my skill." "Ask your pardon, sir, you would be very wrong," quoth Silver. "You would lose your precious life, and you may lay to that. I'm on your side now, hand and glove; and 1 shouldn't wish for to see the party weakened, let alone your self, seeing as I know what I owes you. But these men down there, they couldn't keep their word—no, not sup posing they wished to; and what's more, they couldn't believe as you could." "No." said the doctor. "You're the man to keep your word, we know that." Well, that was about the last news we had of the three pirates. Only once we CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 17, 1898. heard a gunshot a great way off, and ' supposed them to be hunting. A coun cil was held, r.nd it was decided that we must desert them on the island—to the huge glee, I must say, of Hen Gunn, and with the strong approval of Gray. We left a good stock of powder and shot, the bulk of the salt goat, a few medicines and some other necessaries, tools, clothing, a spare sail, a fathom or two of rope, and, by the particular de sire of the doctor, a handsome present of tobacco. That was about our last doing on the island. Before that we had got the treasure stowed, and had shipped enough water and the remainder of the goat meat, in case of any distress; and at last, one fine morning, we weighed anchor, which was about all that we could manage, and stood out of North inlet, the same colors flying that the captain had flown and fought uuder at the palisade. The three fellows must have been watching us closer than we thought for, as we soon had proved. For, coming through the narrows, we had to lie very near the southern point, and there we saw all three of them kneeling together on a spit of sand, with their arms raised in supplication. It went to all our hearts, 1 think, to leave them in that wretched state; but we could not risk another mutiny; and to take them home for the gibbet would have been a cruel sort of kindness. The doctor hailed them and told them of the stores we had left, and where they were to find them, but they continued to call us by name and appeal to us, for God's sake, to be merciful, and not leave them to die in such a place. At last, seeing the ship still bore on her course, and was now swiftly draw ing out of earshot, one of them—l know not which it was—leaped to his feet with a hoarse cry, whipped his musket to his shoulder and sent a shot whis tling over Silver's head and through the mainsail. After that we kept under cover of the bulwarks, and when next I looked out they disappeared from the spit, and the spit itself had almost melted out of sight in the glowing distance. That was, at least, the end of that; and before noon, to my inexpressible joy, the highest rock of Treasure Island had sunk into the blue round of sea. We were so short of men that everj'- one on board had to bear a hand—only the captain lying on a mattress in the stern and giving his orders; for, though greatly recovered, be was still in want of quiet. We laid her head for the nearest port in Spanish America, for we could not risk the voyage home without fresh hands; and, as it was, what with baffling winds and a couple of fresh gales, we were all worn out before we reached it. It was just at sundown when we cast anchor in a most beautiful land-locked gulf, and were immediately surround ed by shore boats full of negroes, and Mexican Indians, and half-bloods, sell ing fruit and vegetables, and offering to dive for bits of money. The sight of >;~4 Twaf'-v.'fe *- I was kept busy all '"ay packing the money Into bread bags. so many good-humored faces (especial ly the blacks), the taste of the tropical fruits, and above all, the lights that be gan to shine in the town, made a most charming contrast to our dark and bloody sojourn on the island; and the doctor and the squire, taking me along with them, went ashore to pass the early part of the night. Here they met the captain of an English man-of-war, fell in talk with him, went on board his ship, and, in short, had so agreeable a time that day was breaking when we came alongside the "Ilispaniola." Ben Gunn was on deck alone, and, as soon as we eaine on board, he began, with wonderful contortions, to make us a confession. Silver was gone. The maroon and connived at his escape in a shore boat some hours ago, and he now assured us he had only done so to pre serve our lives, which would certainly have been forfeited if "that man with the one leg had stayed aboard." But this was not all. The sea cook had not gone empty-handed. lie had cut through a bulkhead unobserved, and had removed one of the sacks of coin, worth, per haps, three or four hundred guineas, to help him on his further wanderings. I think we were all pleased to be so cheaply quit of him. Well, to make a long story short, we got a few hands on board, made a good cruise home, and the "Ilispaniola" reached Bristol just as Mr. Blandly was beginning to think of fitting out her consort. Five men only of those who had sailed returned with her. "Drink and the devil had done for the rest" with a vengeance; although, to be sure, we were not quite in so bad a case as that other ship they sung about: "With one man of the crew alive, What put to sea with sevonty-tlve." All of us had an ample share of the treasure, and used it wisely or foolish ly, according to our natures. Capt. Smollet is now retired from the sea. Gray not only saved his money, but, being suddenly smit with the Jesire to rise, also studied his profession; and he is now mate and part owner of a fine full-rigged ship; married besides, and the father of a family. As for Ben Gunn, he got £ 1,000, which he spent or lost in three weeks, or. to be more exact, in 19 days, for he was back beggingon the twentieth. Then he was given a lodge to keep, exactly as he had fared upon the island; and he still lives, a great favorite, though something of a butt, with the country boys, and a nota ble singer in church on Sundays and saints' days. Of Silver we have heard no more. That formidable seafaring man with one leg has at last gone clean out of my life; but I dare say he met his old negresis, and perhaps still lives in com fort with her and Capt. Flint. It is to be hoped bo, 1 suppose, for his chances of comfort in another world are very small. The bar silver and the arms still lie. for all that 1 know, where Flint buried them; and certainly they shall lie there for me. Oxe-n and wain-ropes would not bring me back again to that ac cursed island; and the worst dreams that ever 1 h*ve are when I hear th-i surf booming about its coasts or start upright in bed, with the sharp voice of Capt. Flint still ringing in my ears: "Pieces of eight! pieces of eight!" THE END. GREATLY FRIGHTENED. A Young I.hilj'h Experience In a Hall way Car. A young lady who lately journeyed from Wimbledon to London had a very uncomfortable adventure. She reached the station just as the train was start ing, and had only time to jump into the first compartment, where she dropped upon a seat. Not until the train was in motion did she notice that she had a single fellow-passenger, a man. young, well-dressed, but of a somewhat for bidding aspect. The young lady unfolrHed a newspa per and began to read, but as the first station was passed she chanced to glance again toward the other end of the carriage. The man was there, but his face was no longer serene. He ap peared to be greatly agitated, and was gazing intently in the direction of the young lady. A sudden, overwhelming fear took possession of her. All the wild stories of railway murders to which she had ever listened'rushed through her mind. She felt herself doomed. She thought of shrieking for help, but her tongue refused to move. The monster —for so he seemed to her —looked anxiously about him, appar ently to assure himself that the time was ripe for his murderous design. Then he advanced to the other end of the carriage, came quite close to his panic-stricken fellow-passenger, and put his right hand in hie overcoat pocket. Was he feeling for a knife, or a revolver? Springing to her feet, the frightened traveler faced him in de spair. "What do you mean?" she cried, half fainting with fear. ITe bent towardi her, smiled grimly, and said: "Excuse me, madu. I offer you ten thousand apologies if I have alarmed you. Such a thing was farthest from my thoughts, but the iact is, I have to alight at the next station, and since you entered the train you have been sitting on my hat." The revulsion of feeling o.i the lady's part can be better imagined than de scribed. Blushes took the place of panic. Fortunately the hat was a soft one.—Youth's Companion. Tell* Wo Flattering Tale. No doubt the human race would con sider it little short of a universal trag edy if there were no looking Yet, in spite of their widespread use, it is an astonishing fact that none of us have ever seen ourselves as others see us. In the first place, the reflection in the mirror does not portray our like ness with any attempt at accuracy. The hair is wrong in tone; the eyes are not worrect in color, and our com plexions are hopelessly libeled by this specious household deceiver. It is certain that if the looking glasses spoke the truth the sale of various complexion washes would decrease to half, for any fair skiu looks gray and pallid in the glass, and numbers of women who have splendid complexions ruin them by trying to improve them because they look bad in the mirror. You may be certain that, however plain your face seems, it is by no means so plain as it appears in the telltale mirror. Secondly, you cannot assume your natural expression while peering in the looking glass. The eye must be in a certain position before you can see at all, and the eye, so far as expression is concerned, governs the face. The consequence is that you can see only one of your expressions in the glass, and that expression is one of attentive examination. All the other expres sions by which your friends know you. favorable or unfavorable, j-ou have never seen, and never will see.—Lon don Answers. The Servant IVa* 'Wllllnjj. Ax a dinner party the coachman had come into help wait on the table. Among the guests was a very deaf old lady. Coachman, in handing vegetables, comes to the deaf party. "Peas, mum?" cays Jehu. No answer. "Peas, mum?" (louder). Still no answer from the D. I'.. but her ear trumpet to her ear she lifts it interrogatively to the man. who, glancinsr down and seeing the tube, ejaculates: "Well, it's a rum wa," of taking them, but I suppose she like; it. Here goes! "and-down went thepea> into the ear trumpet. —San Francisco Wave. The Ho tort. Here is a retort which a "dull" student once made: Professor—You seem to be very dull When Alexa - tier the Great was your age he had already conquered the world. Student —Well, you see, he had Aris totle for a teacher.—Chambers' Journal. 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