Southern sentinel. [volume] (Plaquemine, Parish of Iberville [La.]) 1848-1858, 1857-05-30
THE YOUNG vOYAGERs.
PiIOted by Providence.
M GEO. s. RAYMOND.


Come Anne, come, Jenny-sisters.--
Come aboard my ship, and We'll have a
Jolly nice sail this afternoon. I'll be sea
captain, like my father, aud show you
how he sails that great packt ship across
the ocean. Come, gals, get in-Anne,
you shall be my mate, and little Jenny
shall be cook and steward
The speaker was a handsome, fair
haired, rosy>cheeked boy, with bright,
laughing, blue eyes, about ten years old,
who, during his address, was busily en-
gagged in rigging the mast and sail to a
ships launch, which was made fast to
the beach in one Of those secluded, pic
,uresque little coyes, or inlets, with which
the south shore of Long Island between
Fire Island and Rockaway is SO plenti-
fully indented.
The boys companions were two little
girls of eight and six years, beautiful as
angels, and SO axactIy like their brother
in every feature, that they seemed as per-
feet coEies-all but the long, sunny ring
lets-of his exquisite face.
Anne, the elder girl, bounded lightly in.
TO the boat at her brothers first invitation,
and began assisting him about the sail.
But little Jenny-who was tugglng along
great basket filled with pies, sweet cakes
and fruits, which they had brought from
beautiful cottage not far off, for little
picnic dinner-hesitated and held back in
silence, till her brother urged her again to
get into the boat, when she began to ar
que with him thus:
o, Willie, don't let us 60 in the boat TO-
day There is SO much wind, and we
might be-.
you arc little coward, Jenny, 10 be
afraid interrupted the young captain, inns
patiently. tits the pIcasantest day we've
lida in a month; and it's 50 late III the
fall, that if we don't go to>day, I'm sure
we shall not get a another chance this
year. Come, Jenny, don't be frightened
jump in =
20, Pm not at all afraid, brother And,
child as she was, little Jenny's cheeks
gIowed, for few moments, with deeper
vermilion tint, at the implied question OF
her courage by her brother. Il am not in
the least afraid, Willie. But you know,
mother has often told US that We must not
90 in the boat when it blows hard; all I'm
afraid offs disobeying her.
Then you may come into the boat
without fear, sister; for mother told me |
might sail this afternoon, not five minutes
before we left the house.
yes, know that, Willie; but that was
two hours ago, when it was almost calm.
1t blows a great deal harder now, and |
am sure, mother would not like US to GO
away from the shore in the boat when
here is such high wind
%, nonsense, Jenny; have been all
about the cove when it blew great deal
harder than this. Mother, you know,
says am the best sailor along the coast,
and Just as well able to Judge when the
weather il fit to go on cruise as she is.
Come, sister, we can't get drowned, for
the water is so shallow now at ebb tide,
and with this west wind, that we could
wade anywhere about the cove.
Thus persuaded, Jenny passed her
basket to her brother, and then chamber
ing into the boat herself, she took a seat
beside Anne, in the stern sheets and soon
the launch was underway.
She was great, heavy, clumsy boat
as all of her class usually are-with a
single lug sail Of heavy canvass; altoge>
ther lily calculated for pleasure craft
But little Willie Walton managed her
with consunimate skill for SO young a
commander, and they had made several
stretches across the cove, when, as they