Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1851-10-23


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From Graham's Magaz ne.
The Consul's Daughter---A Sea Sketch.
BY GEORGE II. THRooP.
"LAxD DOr'
"Where away"
Right ahead, SIR"
every well! Lay down!'
"That is Cape Blanco, l take it, Mr..
Muller" said Captain John Wilson to his
mate.
"Yes, sir; from yesterdays observation,
we must be well to windward. The Belle
has not done much since the mid-watch.-
Wen be late in getting into port, I'm
afraid"
sit will take us until nightfall with this
breeze, Mr.. Muller, and the land-breeze
will then be blowing perfect hurricane
Get up the chains, if you please, and have
the anchors on the bows"
Gay, ay, sir!"
And the mate went forward. Such was
the dialogue between Captain Wilson and
the mate, on board tie good ship "The
Belle" tlen bound to Payta (Peru) with
merchandise.
We were sailing pleasantly along, at The
rate, ossbly, of SIX miles in the hour
The ship rose and pitched very lazi'y wi h
the low swell; and as my hammock swurg
with every mo.ion q Rad been confined to
it for weeks,) could see the peculiar
golden hazincss" which always hangs cv-
or The land when you are making an ar-
proach from the west in the earlier hours OF
the morning. There is a very expressive
word for the appearance, ;mong sailors; but
an elderly gentl,man's memory M be Ior-
given some small Shortcomings.
Captain Wilson had been in the habit for
soyerai day,-wl.i;e ! YVES s,cw'y recover
ing fr,rl v.a.cl' ,,vor--ot hav.rg ~ HAM
mock slung upon the poop deck. On the
+ morning OF the day which commences my
5 story, the decas We're not yet dly from III
morning scrubbirg, when climbed wcari'y y
on deck, with the assistance Of the second
mate, ana Ben, the steward, and lay down
in my hammock. The cry at masthead
t gave me new life. had been waiting, wi.
a starving mans longing, for the sight O.
the green earth. There was a fcrccness
a even, in the morning, in the glare OF tLt
tropical sun, that almost drove me mad
But that loul long cry OF " L-a-n-d .io =
stirred my pu'se ike the noe of trumpet
As we stood in for land, cou'd catch occa
sional glimpses OF its outlines; and when W,
2 lad passed Payta Head, there came deli
ciou>ly 10 me an odor OF the land. rcmem
Der that, in the gir.-.ike weakness Of IN,
" exhausted energies, the no. tears rollet
down my cheeks as murmured.
Thank God / shall live to set foot oil
- land
. As we approached P,y:a, tie fresh land
= breeze increased our speed 10 about tel
,, knots; and, just at night-lall, as Captain
al Wilson had anticipated, we came 10 anchor
q q During the last few tacks that we made il
!. beating up nearer the town, the lond-breez
n had frcshcncd to Almost t gale. We wer
only showing Whole top-sails, jib, and main
top-gallant-sai!; and, even with that Gmoun
Of canvas, there was c!attcr of ropes an
!. blocks, and Stating of sails, as the TOP
> sails were c'cwed up, that rendered it almo'
Of impossible TO hear the lcudest order. III
i'd ho!ding-ground at Payta is excellent; an
rs our scope of seventy fathoms on the smallc
r. cable, held The Belle 10 her moorirgs.
. We were to remain but four days; all
in Captain Wilson urged me TO remain for III
next two months, under the care of the ply
= sician to the Consulate. Accordingly,
was carried ashore the next morning, an
M placed under the protection of old Pillar, WI
Of digniiied his doggery of house with II
" title Of hotel. He was Frenchman. II
r. had married Spanish American lady, son
ed ed years before; well-looking woman, vii
ng large, liquid eyes, that | had wonderf
fancy for gazing into; 10 whose care FRO
- ably owe it that | was not gathered, yea
non ;ntn the sheoyes of the Erim Reoner