Butte record., 1855-10-27

other man on board, still caught the eve
of my handspil;e companion. The rest
of the crew, myself included, me- ely
stood up to our spikes in heaving; where
as, wontedly 'xhlcrated at every tarn
Of the ponderous windlass, my bel,ei
comrade leaped atop of it, with might
and main giving downward, thewev,
perpendicular heave, his raised eve be d.
IN CHEEKY animation upon the slowly re-
ceding shore. Being high lifted above
all others was the reason he perez we'd
the object, otherwise unpreceiyable: and
this elevation of his eve was owing to
the elevation of his spirits; and this again
for truth must out-to q dram Of Pc
ruVlan pisco, in gaordon for some kind
ness done, secretly admin tered to him
that morning by our mula steward. =
Now, certainly, pi>co does deal Of mis-
chef IN the world; yet seeing that in
the present case, it was the means, ito
indirect, Of rescu;ng human being from
the most dreadful fate, must We i also
needs admit that sometimes piscc does a
de4l of good?
Glancing across the water in the di
recton pointed out, saw some white
thing hanging from an inland rock
p,rhaPs half a mile from the a.
1T is bird, white winged bird;
perhaps a--no; it is-it is a han /
kerchief!'
"Aye, handIs rchief!" echoed my
comrade, and with Louder Stout ap-
prised the captain.
Quickly now-like the running out
ana training Of great gun-the lo e
cabin spy-glass was thrust through tie
mzzen ligging from the high platform
the poop; whereupon human figure was
plainly seen upon the inland rock, eagerly
waving toward US whit seem d to be
the handkerchief.
Our cartlin was a prompt, good fel-
low. Dropping the glass, he Justify ran
forward, ordering the anchor to be
d opped again; hands to stand by boat
and lower away,
In a / alf hours tine the swift boat
returned. 1t went with six and returned
with seven; and the seventh was a wo-
man.
1t is not artistic hearllessness, bat I
wish could but draw in crayons; for
this woman was most touching sight;
and crayons, tracing softly melancholy
lines, would best depict the mournlul
image of the dal k-damasked Chola wid>
ow.
IIer story was soon told, and though
given in her own strange language was
as quickly understood, FIR our captain
from long trading on the Gillian coast
was well verscd in the Spanish \
Cholo, or half-breed Indian woman of
Payta in Peru, three years gone by, with
her young new-wcdded husband Felipe,
Of pure Castilion blood, and her one only
Indian brother, Truxill Hunilla I'D
taken passage on the main in French
wha'e 'er, commanded by joyous man;
which vessel, bound to the cruising
grounds beyond the Enchanted Isles,
proposed passing close by their vicinity.
Thr object Of the little pa 'ty WAS to pro-
cure tortoise oil, full which for its
great parity and delicacy is held in high
estimation wherever known; and it is
well known all along this part of the Pa
cGc coast. With a chest of clothes.
tools, cooking utensils, rude apparatus
for trying out the oil, some casks of bis
cut, and other things, not emitting two
favorite dogs, of which faithful animal
all the Cholos are very fond, Hunilla
and her comparions were safely landed
at their chosen pace; the Frenchman,
according TO the contract made ere sail
ing. engaged to take them off upon re.
turning from four months cruise in the
westward seas; which the three adven-
turers deemed quite sufficient for their
purposes.
On the isles lone beach they paid him
N silver ior their passage out, the stran.
grr ha.ius q, clined to carry them at all
except upon that condition; though viii
lne to take every means tu insure the
due iulGlment OF bis promise. Felipe
u siriven hard to have this payment
put of to the period Of the ships return.
But IN vain. Still, they thought they
hed, il another way, ample pledge of