Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1839-09-26
CHAPTER THE FIRST.

! CHAPTER THE FIRST.
"a light boat and a northwest breeze
for me, and you're welcome to wood-ram.
bles. Come, you'd better jump aboard
Ned. That's right, now-cast off, If you
please-the breeze freshens, and the tide
runs out fast. Jib sheet here!"
cay, ay, sir, all fast and Delayed" ans
wered Ike party addressed with a labored
attempt at the nau,icel.
And as the light boats Prov swing
round to the tide, she shot swiftly out from
the little rocky cove, -and gaining the
mid current of the river, went steadily on
beneath the fresh strong wind, bending To
the element like graceful skater.
1t was sailing party of FIVE. They
were schoolmales all, and in the prime of
merry boyhood, that pleasant age, when
the free limbs are unrestrained by the cum
brous dignity Of manhood, and the feelings
are little acquainted with the curb of expe-
rience. Two ofthem were brothers, and
leaving the craft to bowl along gaily sea-
ward will discourse for moment, SO
please you, concerning them.
They were twin brothers, and as differ
ent in character as they were near in rela-
tionshp. Edward Patterson, the eldest,
was one Of your clever, steady characters,
quietly ilnob,rusive. but possessing mar
vellons fund Of old fashioned good nature g.
perseverance, pretty sure tokens, by the
way, of ultimate success III life. Guy, The
younger, was the pride of his schoolmates,
their leader in all enterprises for good or
for evil, and the terror of al the cats and
orchar. owners in the II eighborhood Fiery,
restless and energetic, he seldom consider
ed twice, acting from impulse, rather than
reflection. lmpetuous, daring, and reck-
less, difficulty and danger only spurred his
ambition. His elder brothers quiet and
retiring disposition sometimes excited a
snecr, and sometimes vexed him, but his
cheerful readiness to oblige, soon put him
in good hunnor again. They we're the on
~ sons of substantial farmer, originally
an emigrant from "merry England" dwell
ing on the banks of the noble and roman
tic Kenhpbec, near where 1t receives the
iribute-waters of the Androscoggin.
! 1t is a beautiful river to sail upon-the
Kennebec, and, as they went pleasantly
down the swiftly apsing tide, the boat-par-
ty were moved with the admiration that
gushes so freely from the heart of boyhood
as they gazed upon its varied and delightful
bank-scenery, They stopped 10 finger
awhile around the old fort on what is now
called "Hunnewell's Point" and wonder
where might be that long-lost and long
sought burying ground of the red men, con.
corning which faint tradition still existed
Outward bound craft in considerable num-
beers were coming down. When they were
again on board; and as they stood sea-
ward, they found themselves in the midst
OF small fleet of vessels, mostly coasters,
/ their crews musical with the merry "Heave
yo!" and exhiferated by the resained and
grateful sea-breeze.
Our Adventures had stood off and on
the mouth Of the river for several hours
fishing little, but idling more-tlll as the
sun began to go down the west, the sky
showed evident signs of an approaching
squat. Dark, portentous clouds wen
across the heavens in driving masses, Civ
ing for an instunt quick glmpses of the
clear sky beyond, and then wrapping al
in their ragged and stormy shrouds. The
rising wind came ferceIy, though ftfulIy
from the northwest, now leaving the face
of the heavy ground swell smooth and calm