Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1857-10-02

lOInl, uUu " we nOlu OH Wtlls We '
soon be iu Stacker water
Gould the boy have reached this
think you 2" .lsn -
The man shook his head mourn
fully, without speaking nae
"How far are we from t;lencorer
"About eighteen miles, sir; bu
more BY land w
=" You can put me ashore, then
somewhere hercabouts.'' .aseH
/" Yes, sir, in the next bay there
u creek we can easily run into .ia
t." You are quito sure he coaldn'
have been blown out 10 sea"
I" How could he, sir? There's onl,
one way, the wind could dhrive him
If he isn't in the Clough Bay, he'sir
glory te ~.
All the anxiety Of that, droar,
night was nothing to what Harcour
now suffered, in his eagerncss I,
round the Rocks Point, and lool
into the bay beyond It. Controlling
il as he would, still would it brcal
out in words Of impatience, and ever
anger.
81" Don't curse the boat yer honor,
said Peter respectfully, but calmly
"shc's behaved we'll TO us this night
or we'd not be here now"
-"But are we to beat about her,
foreverY" " asked the other, angrily.
"She's done we'll and we ought tt
be thankful, said the man; and hi
tone, even more than his words
served TO rcprove the others impa
tience. "I'll try aud set tho main.
sail on her with the remains of th,
spirit. s
Harcourt watched him, as he labor
cd away 10 repair the damaged
rigging; but though he looked ut him
his thoughts were far away Will
poor Glencore upon his ck-bed, il
sorrow and in suffering, and perhaps
soon to hear that he was childless
From those he went on to Other
thoughts. What could have occurred
TO have driven the boy TO such ar
act of desperation? Harcourt in,
vented u hundred imaginary causes
to reject them Us rapidly again
The affection the boy bore 10 his
father seemed the strongest principl,
Of his nature, There appeared to be
no event possible in which that feel
ing would not sway and control them
As he thus ruminated he was aroused
by the sudden cry Of the boatman.
"Thero's ~ boat, sir, dismastcd
ahead Of us, and drifting out to say
81 sec herl 1 see hcr!" cried lIar
court out with the oars, and let's
pull for her"
Heavily as tho sea was rolling, they
pow began TO pull through the i'm
menso waves, lIarcourt turning his
head at every instant TO watch th,
boat, which now was scarcely mile
ahead OF them.
"She's empty | there's no one Ia
herl said Peter, mournfully, as
steadying himself by the mast, h,
east u look seaward.
"sRow on let us ret beside her,
said Harcourt
ashes the yawll lknowher now,
cried tho man. .f
/ And omptyYp b.la
Washed out of hor with say
belike,' said Peter rcsuming his oar
and tugging with oil his strength
A quarter of nm hours hard rowing
brought them close 10 tho dismasied
boat, which drifting broadside on the
sea, seemed at every instant ready u
capsizc
There's something IN tho bottom
In tho stern shcotsl" screamed Petor
/" It's himsclfl q blessed Virgin, It.,
himselfl" And, with u bound, h,
sprung from his own boat into th,
othor.
The next instant he had lifted the
helpless body of the boy from th,
bottom OF the boat, and, will, q shout
OF Joy, screamed out, bs.a.
"lles alive ! he's well! lfs only
fatigue
Harcourt pressed bis hands 10 hi'
face, and sank ukon his knees IN
prayer, ffHs