Argosy, Vol. 1 (December 9, 1882) — page 158: what you’re looking at

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THE HERMIY’S SECRET. RSS “That is what I shail give you as your share; and this is. the way I fig- ure it out; and if you are not satisfied with the division, I want yow to say so, and not make any bones about it.’” Satisfied with the drnsion? It ts. ten times as much as I had any right to look for; and I did not expect a single cent for anything I did. It was you that handled the boat, and every cent of the money ought to stay in your pocket, where it belongs,” protested Bashy, who sincerely felt all that he sasd.- “ You did your part as well as I did mine; but I think the Hebe did more than either of us, and I put her down for four humdred dollars of the reward,’ continued Pml. “If the money goes into my pocket, it is only to pay me back a part of what the boat cost me.” ‘“That’s perfectly fair ; and if the Hebe could eat grtb, I would take her up to the hotel to breakfast with me tomorrow morning®”’ remarked Bashy. “| think it’s a fair thing; I went on a fishing trip once, and m dividing the proceeds of the catch the vessel took the lion’s share, as it was just that she should; and I have gone on that principle in this case. The remaining Six ondred dollars f have halved with you.” “You are too liberal, Captain Greenway ; one hundred is enough for me," said Bashy. ‘“ An equal division is what I shall insist on having; and I have no more time to talk about it. Put the money in your pocket, and perhaps you will soon be able to buy a steamer for yourself, especially if we should have another hurricane, and some other craft ts not well handled.” Bashy was sincere and he made same further objection, to which the cap- tain would not listen, and at last he put the bills in his pocket, though not till Phil had left him; and then very likely he dreamed of being some time the owner of such a steanter ag the Hebe, winich he belreved was the finest craft of her size on the. lake. Phil Greenway walked: through the streets to the station, and: on kis way he passed the bank, which he believed was the next objective point of the gen- tlemer in possession of the Hermitage, though they had not said so in so Imany words. ‘“ Minneapolis or St. Pasl?’” asked. the station agent, when he called far his ticket. “ Does this train go to St. Paul?” be asked. “ Single or return?” asked the agent, wher he had. mentioned St. Paul as the destination. “ Return,” replied Phil, as he handed out his money. He was not posted in regard to the trains, and had not nottced on. the table that the trams on this road went through to the farther of the twin cities, and he was decidedly pleased to find that he should reach his old home, or the city that contamed it, without any delay, and before midmght. He had plenty to think about on the way, and he considered whether or not to pay a midnight visit to his benefactor and make a confident of him; bet he was usable to dectde this question before his. arrival, and he was willing to leave his. action to be controlled by circumstances. On the arrival of the train at its destination he hastened with all the speed COMiiCcoOokSs COLNT