Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1845-12-02

OF IEokct was Nkely 20 encounter. Yet
must nsi be ungrateful. | Yves net quit.
without money; for round my neck hun,
. a small silver coin, Of no great value, bu
Q sufficient TO have helped me in my necessi
: ,y. 1t had been placed there by my Mar
j garet, and not for worlds would | have
: parted with it. 1t hangs there now
: Again he paused overcome by some secre,
5 emotion, or interrupted by the noiso of a
/; violent storm, which had commenced since
, his arrival The rain and slee, beat furi
, ousiy against the windows, and the wino
blew in gusts that shook the little ienernen
10 IFS foundation, then died in hows ano
means that sounded like voices Of complain.
ing spirits.
at is fearful night" said heat length:
sand ought to be doubly thankful tina,
am with you, my good friends"
Eric paid little attention to what was
|. said; for avarice, passion till then an.
f known to him, had taken possession of his
mind. Seeing that while recountng his
history his guest discontinued dropping the
pearls, he said
''Surely you have not given me ali your
: :reasures!'
"You have the last, my FRIEND" said
the traveller. "This, indeed, have STILL"
added he, opening small rcd case, and
showing string OF the same costly mate
ria.s; but it is Il necklace for M betroth
ed.
4 The old peasant seemed each momen,
TO become more uneasy. alt is hardly
safe" he mu,tered, "ts travel with such
valuable properly; but Of course you are
ermed?"
"Noi l." returned the other. "Agains,
whom should Iarm myscli,-againsl our
good Norwegian Peasants?"
Sand yet those pearls" said the Q!
man.
sThose pearls" returned the other.
"are the least part Of my riches; the con-
tents Of my pocket book are a hundred
times more valuable.n
"a hundred times" said Eric, looking
round, and he unconscously grasped his
long knife. He approached the easement,
and in trying to open it, broke one of the
small panes of glass. The wind rushed
through the apertuse with shrill noise
that startled the traveller and Margaretfrom
their seats.
at is the voice of the demon Of the
Storm" said Eric, staring wildly about
hin.
1T is the wind rushing through the bro
ken glass;" replied the stranger, smiling.
''Be composed, my good friend; why do
you handle yeur knife? Had i, been the
demon you feared It was, your weapon
would no more have awaited than agaias;
The wind ITSELF" He hung his cloak be-
! fore the broken window, and resumed his
story.
Sometimes working, sometimes beg
| ging, il was many weeks before arrived
at Stockholm. The capital once reached,
| fancied my difficulties over. Alas! they
we've but beginning 1t was there, father
Eric, that on many long night, when
lay sleep!ess from hunger, such q supper
as yours would indeed have been precious
to me. At length my fortune changed
/ A learned man of the name of Linnmus,
employed me TO execute some commissions
for him. My diligence pleased him, and
he took me into his service. found, that
like myself he had passion for flowers,
and was then employed in CHASING those
Of the northern regions. Seeing the at
teniion with which observed him, he ask
ed me some questions, and emboldened by
his condescension. showed collection OF
dried plants, had brought with me from
| Norway. There we're some among them
that he had not been able TO procure, and
the circumstance gave him so much satis-
faction, that he interested himself in my
story told him nv love for Margaret,
and the hopes with which bad left home;
and my kind master, forever honored be
his name! from that moment became my
friend. By his desire remained for two
years in his house, pursuing my studies.
AT The end that time he recommended
| me 10 the captain of vessel bound 10 the
island Of Ceylon We arrived no the very
day that the pearl fishery commenced. II
was beautiful morning in the month Of
February, and the waters OF Conda,chy
Bay spark!ed in the sun as though millions
Of precious stones were floating on their
surface. The shore was covered with huts
crowded with inmates Of every land and
of every region. Goldsmiths, jewellers.
and merchants. were driving their bargains
at the very edge of the sea. The wives
and daughters Of the pearl fishers greeted
| win songs Inc return OF the successful
barks, which were gaily Gecked out with
flags, aud crowds press round The fortunate
divers to barter for their precious freight
The dew of Heaven as they Term them.
Among The crowd an old Indian woman
particularly attracted my attention. She
was poorly clad, aud saw her weeping
as she gazed on the animated scene a
round her. My interpreter informed me
that 4 few months previously. she had lost
both husband and son; who il was supposed
had been devoured by some OF the mons
tfous fish that are SO often fatal to divers.
Since that time The poor woman was thought
TO have become deranged, for she wandered
about, repeating contnually-'Had they
but returned that day they would have been
rich for life.
GAS my interpreter concluded his tale,
The subject of il approached US, and ad
ressed him.
she is quite mad he continued, and
insists tina, her husband had discovered a
secret by which he could cause pearls to
grow in the common OYSTER
"My Imagination had been greatly excl
ted by the novelty of the scene,and all that
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