Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1853-12-22

stories oil savage l1nds OF wild adventure;
to his thrilling description of the mighty
tempests that career over the face of the
great deep. heaving the ponderous bill
lows to the sky. and tossing The huge shir =
to and fro. as if it were the plsything of
a Child. till her admira ,ion Of the bold
aud daring spiri. by which these scenes
had been braved had passed into a deep
and intense love.
The knowledge that their inmate was
or had been seaman gave an additional
interest in the eyes of both Margaret Evan
dale and her mother. for they had had a
near and dear relative, a son TO the one
and brother to the other, who had follow
ed the Same profession. but who had been
lost at sea. it had never been ascerteined d
exactly how. He had been captain and
principal owner of the vessel he sailed in
the Minerva oe Fairha which new
er returned from the voyage on which
she last proceeded. Nor had anything
ever since been heard either Of the vessel
herself, or of any Of her unfortunate crew.
Little wonder was il, then, that the wild
ow'S heart should warm to Capt. Stanley.
who so strongly reminded her of her long
lost and most beloved son. Little won
der that Margaret Evandale should asso-
ciste with this person. the tenderest re-
collections of an adored brother. end
should thus rivet the attachment she had
70: med for him on other grounds.
In as far too as his bold and boisterous
nature would admit. did Capt. Stanley.
in turn, become attached TO Margaret
| Evandale. Yetit was odd that such an
attachment should have sprung up be-
! tween them. for they were of the most
opposite :empers and disposition imagin
able Margaret being gentle and timid,
Stanley fierce and impetuous. Such ap-
parently incongruous associations. how
ever. are far from being uncommon. and
may serve a wise purpose i'll the correct
ing and improving of each other.
In :he meanwhile time passed on. The
patient was now convalescent, and could
walk without the aid of crutch or stick.
Still he continued an inmate Of Mrs. Ev
andole's cottage. and exhibited no signs
OF an intention to leave il.
A short time longer and the mystery
such as II was. at any rate, was explain
ed. Captain Stanley formally proposed
for the hand Of Margaret Evandale. An
/ old friend Of the family was consulted on
the occasion He saw no reason to doubt
lie said. the Captains responsibility. and
still less to question the independence ol
his circumstances. and the consequence
Of these opinions was the favorable re-
ccption Of SANKEY'S suit.
4 day was fixed for the celeb ration ol
The wedding. Three days previously the
bridegroom presented the bride elect with
a massive gold locket. set round viii.
bfilliants, and ofa singlar exquisite work
manship; one side containing his owy
portrait done IN miniature on a small
! ivory plate. the other containing loci
of his own and Margaret Evandale's hair
neatly interviewer into small diamond
shaped plaits.
Proud Of the love token, Margaret has
tened TO show it TO her friend M-ry Wal
tiers, who was to be her bridesmaid. Ma
ry was tall. gentle. pensive- iookins
young woman of about eight or nihe ant
twenty. Her countenance was beautiful
though pale and sad, and she always wore
deep mourning. She had done so for lht
last eight or ten years-ever since il be
came certain that the Minerva must have
been lost. and that her commander an(
his unfortunate crew must all have per
ishsd along with her. Mary had beer
beirothed to Capt Evandale. Margaret.
brother. and they were to have been mar
ried on his return from the fatal voyag,
which he had been destined never tt
complete,
On the locket being put into Mar,
Walters hand. she started, grew pale al
corpse. and, sinking into chair, askeC
her friend, in a faint and almost inaudi
Bile voice. il she knew where Captain
Stanley had fallen in with it. Margare
Evandale in great surprise at her friend.
emotion. replied that she did not; bu
supposed he must have bought it.
mo. no. Margaret. he could not; a
least. think he could not" said Mar,
Walters. HE who owned it, would not
have parted with it for money-ro. no,
for all the worlds wealth; and how i,
should have been rescued from the depths
of the ocean, l cannot CONCEIVE"
Mary, dear. what do you mean?" in.
quired Margaret fearfullv, thinking her
| friend had lost her reason.
"Ill tell you what mean," Margaret
said Mary Walters. with that semblance
OF composure often induced by intense
feeling; THAT Iocket was my last gift tc
your brother. | gave it to him on the
day he left this to proceed on his last
fatal voyage. know it we'll. although
the original portrait has been removed
and another put in it's place. 1t was
brought from India by my father, who
bought it of soldier. who had been at
the taking of Scringapatam. where he