New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1847-08-21

steel beads and be could hardly maintain himself
sslant against the stiff Nor WEBSTER that came
pressing against him, importunate To toppe him
over the parapet, and throw him on the pavement
below. Ii there were any Hope alive that even
ing the Captain thought, as be held bis bat Oh, It
certainly kept house, and wasn't out Of doors SO
the Captain, shaking his head in Respondent man
ner. went in 70 look for it.
Captain Cutie descended slowly 10 the little
back parlOr and, seated in his accustomed chair,
looked for il ia the fire; but it was not there,
though the FIRE was bright. He took out bis tobac-
co box and pipe, and composing himself 10 smoke
lo ked for it IN the red glow from the bowl and IN
the wreaths OF vapor that curled upward from ms
lips but there was not so much as an atom OF the
rust Of Hopes anchor In either. He tried a glass
of grog bat melancholy truth was at the bottom Of
that well and he couldn't heish il. He made a
tnrn or two in the shop and looked Tor Hope among
the instruments; but they obstnately worked out
reckoniDgs for the missing ship IN spite OF any oP
position he could offer that ended at the bottom OF
the lone sea.
The wind still rushing and the rain still patter-
ing against the closed shutters the Captain brought
to before the wooden Midshipman upon the coun-
ter and thought, he dried the little officers uni
form with bis sleeve, how many years the Midship-
man bad seen, during which few changes-haTdly
any-had TRANSFERRED among bis ships company
how the changes had come all together one day. as
il might be; and of what sweeping kind they
were Here was the little society OF the back par
lor broken up, and scattered far and wide. Here
was no audience for Lovely Peg, even II there mad
been any body TO sing it, which there was not Tor
the Captain was as morally certain that nobody but
be could execute that ballad, as be was that he
had not the spirit under existing circumstances, 10
attempt il. There no bright face OF 'W aLr
10 the house here the Captain transferred bis
sleeve for moment from the Mldshipmans uni
form 10 his own cheek the familiar wig and but
tons OF Sol ellis were vision Of the past Richard
Wilmington was Knocked on the head snd every
plan and project IN connexion with the Mldsnip
man, lay drifting. without mast or rudder, on the
waste OF waters.
As the Captain, with a detected face, stood re-
volving these thoughts and polishing the Midship-
man. partly in the tenderness OF old acqualnt-
ance and partly in the absence OF bis mind knock
ing at the shop door communicated trlghtiui start
TO the frame Of Rob the Grinder, seated on the
counter whose large eyes had been intenty fixed
on the Captains face and who had been debating
within himse elf for the five hundredth time, whether
the Captain could have done a murder, that he had
such an evil conscience, and was always running
away.
What thatr said Captain Cutie, softly.
Somebody sknuckles, Captain, answered Rob
the Grinder
The Captain, with an abashed and guilty air, i'm
mediately sneaked on tip toe to the little parlor
and locked himself in. Rob, opening the door,
would have parleyed with the visiter on the TIRES
hold if the visitor had come in female gnise; but
the figure being Of the male sex, and Hobs orders
only applying to women, Rob held the door open
add allowed Il ~ enter which !. didyery quickly,
glad to get out Of the driving rain.
"a lob for Burgess a. Co. at any rate" said the
visiter looking over his shoulder compasslenateiy
at his own legs, which were very wet and covered
with splashes. "Oh, bow de do, Mr. ellis
The salutation was addressed to the Captain,
now emerging from the back parlor with most
transparent and utterly futile afiectaton OF coming
out by accident
Thankee,' the gentleman went on TO say in
the same breath g m very well indeed, myself,
| m much obliged TO you. My name is Toots-
Mister ToOts."
The Captain remembered TO have seen this
young gentleman at the wedding, and made him
bow. Mr. TOots replied with chucklei and be
ing embarrassed, as he generally was, breathed
hard shook hands with the Captain for long time,
and then falling on Rob the Grinder in the absence
of any other resource shook hands with him in
most atfectionate and cordial manner.
"Issyl should like TO speak word to you, Mr.
ellis if you please" said Toots at length, with
surprising presence of mind. "Isay Miss ID. o.
NJ you knowW
The Captain, with responsive gravity and mys-
tery. Immediately waved bis hook toward the little
parlor whittier Mr.. Toots followed him.
"Oh | beg your pardon though said Mr..
Toots, looking up in the Captains face as he sat
down in chair by the fire which the Captain
placed for him "you don happen to know the
Chicken at all; do you, Mr.. ellis
THE ChickenT said the Captain.
The Game Chicken, said Mr. Toots.
The Captain shaking his head, MIR. Toots ex-
planned that the man alluded TO was the celebrated
public character who had covered himself and his
country with glory in his contest with the Nobby
Shropshire One but this piece OF information did
not appear to enghten the Captain very much.
because he's outside that's all, said Mr.
Toots but it's of no consequence; he won't get
very wet, perhaps"
81 can pass the word for him in moment" said
the Captain.
We'll, if you rould have the goodness to let
him sit in the shop with yonr young man, chuck
led Mr. Toots II should be glad because, you
know he S easily offended, and the damp rather
bad for his stamina. 4 III call him in, MIR. ellis"
With that, Mr.. Toots repairing TO the shop door,
sent peculiar whistle into the night, which pro-
duced stoical gentleman In shaggy white great
coat aud fat brimmed hat, with very short hair,
broken nose and a considerable tract of bare and
and sterile country behind each ear.
Sit down. Chicken" said MIR. Toots.
The compliant Chicken spat out some small
pieces OF straw on which he was regaling himself
and took in fresh supply from reserve he carried
in his hand.
There an t DO drain of nothing short handy is
there ?" said the Chicken, generally. This here
sucing night is hard lines to man as lives on his
condition
Captain Cutie preferred glass of rum. which
the Chicken, throwing back his head emptied into
himself as into a cask, after proposing the brief
sentiment Towards u.s." Mr. Toots and the Cap
tain returning then TO the parlor and taking their
seats before the fire, Mr.. Toots began
Mr. ellis"
eAwastw said the Captain. MY name s Cut
tie"
Mr. Toots looked greatly disconnected while the
Captain proceeded gravely
"Cap'en Cutie is my name, and England Is my
nation this here is my dwelling place and blessed
be creation--Job" said the Captain as an index
to bis authority.
oh | could mt see Mr., ellis, could = said Mr..
Toots; because
"lf you could see Sol ellis, young genlm'n,
said the Captain, impressively, and laying his
heavy hand on Mr.. Tootss knee. "old Sol, mind
you-with your own eyes-as you sit there-you d
be welcomer 10 me thsna wind astarn to ship be-
Gained But you can Z see Sol ellis And why
can you see Sol ellis T. said the Captain. appris
ed by the face OF Mr.. roots that he was making q
profound impression that gentlemsns mind
because he 8 invisible.
Mr. Toots in his agitation was going to reply that
II was of no consequence at all. But be corrected
/ h;no.er and said " Lor bless me y