Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1853-06-10


steal disease that was killing the young mer
chant whom we loved as brother.
There was a story known to few abou
his love and be:rothal to beautiful bright
eyed Spanish maiden. daughter of Bueno
Ayres' merchant king; of the old Don's OPP
position, and of his sending Dona Isabelit:
home to Spain, and great deal more unin
portant to the reader; but the event thus ia
was, that George was going home to die o
what people said was consumption; while thu
probability was, that Dona Isabella woulc
ere long wed some superanuated old hidalg(
and die of broken heart.
81 will 60 in the boat, captain if but sin
gle one of these men viii 90 with me-" repea
ted our p4.e, handsome passenger, and ht
stepped toward the quarter-boat.
No, no, Mr. Berrer, you shall not 90 ir
the boat unless these men all refuse, and ther
You and | will man the oars, while my wife
will take the helm; for, by Heavefsi | viii
not pass yonder wreck without doing all tha
man can do to save the miserable wretches
upon her deck"
Three right hearty cheers from the five
stout fellows composing the crew, headed by
the young second mate, drowned the last
words Of my husbands speech, and told in
most emphatic that the coward mate was the
only craven spirit upon our decks.
Twenty minutes later the Madonna la,
hove to, a few hundred yards to leeward 0
the ship, and then for a whole long half hou1
my heart almost stood still, as | watched the
superhuman efforts of those six red-shirteG
heroes; and our captain standing erect there
bare headed, with his long hair streaming
out on the gale, as the brave fellows sent thu
little craft up to windward by inches gain
ing every foot by the outlay of all their uni
ted strength. ..
Oh, how my heart leaped again as | saw
the successful boat range up on the ships lie,
quarter, and heard the almost exuIting hui
rahs which came from her victorious crew.
A few moments more, and the captain wa
seen on the ships deck, passing the exhaust
ed sufferers down into his boat. One ate
another, to the number of eight, were safel,
deposited in the little craft, and then bacl
toward the barque, like an arrows flight, sh
came before the quick, heaving sea, and screa
ming gale
Passing under the stern, the boat ranged
up to the barque's lee gangway, and almos
before you could count ten, the captain wa
passing in over the side the ships passen
gers.
The ladies were passed up first, and twC
of them our young friend George had takel
from the captain and placed on deck; when
as he extended his arms to receive the thr(
one, sweet, angelic, and most familiar fac,
was upturned towards his. George. dea
George!" and "Merciful God Isabella
were the two quick uttered exclamations o
the long separated and chance-united lovers
as George Benner folded to his heart the beau
tiful Isabelita Noraza.
After another desperate struggle with tn,
wind and waves, our captain and his six no
bic fellows succeeded in rescuing the othe
seven sufferers; and within fifteen minute.
! after the Madonna squared away before tn,
gale again, the doomed wreck went down
so that another hours delay would have beer
fatal.
We learned from Donna Isabella, that ha
wing escaped from the strict guardianship Of
her uncle in Spain, she mad found her wa,
to Gbralter, where she had embarked in the
English ship which had just foundered, witt
the intention of returning to Buenos Ayers
and joining her lover at all risks.
They had been dismasted at the com
mencement of the gale which had carried Us
so far out of our course and but for our time
ly appearance, and my husbands daring res
.olution, they would all have persisted.
By the time we reached Boston, sixty day,
after the incident above narrated, there wa
not healthier, heartier looking man in tn,
barque than George Benner; and by the time
we had been week in Boston there was no
a happier man in the world, or happier wo
man either, than Mrs. Isabella Benner.
Parlor Aunual.