Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1858-04-29


case stood as it did, got aioatagain, by
great exertion, after the loss of four
more tides, and returned to the Island
where they found the sloop. scuttled and
the treasure gone. He stood telling
how my officer, Lieutenant Underwood
was left upon the Island, with as strong
aforce as could be got together h,r-
rledly from the mainland, and the three
boats we saw before us were named
and armed and had come away, explo-
ring the coast and inlets, in search OF
us. Hestood telling all this, with his
face to the river; and, as he stood tel
ling it, the little srbour Of flowers float
ed in the sunshine before all the faces
there esq fss e
Leaning on Captain Cartons shout
der, between him and Miss Maryon, WAS
Mrs. Fisher, her head dropping on her
arm. She aske him, without raising
it, when he had told so much, whether.
he had found her mother? ia ,saF5s j..
1 s'Be comforted. She les" said the
Captain, gently, "under the cocoa,nut
trees on the beach.n u
t'And my child, Captain Corton, did
you find my child, toe? Does my dar-
ling rest with .mymother?p .@ev..
e mo. Your pretty child sleeps"
said the Captain, "under shade Of
hwers. - sHa faa5 sg... es8stasaa 8.
Hisv dice shook; but, there was some
thing in it that struck all the hearers
At that momement, there sprung from
the arbor in his boat, little creature,
eiapping her hands and stretching cut
her arms, and crying Dear papa! Dear
mamma! | am not killed. | am saw
ed. | am coming to kiss You. Take
me to them, take me to them, good,
kindsailorsn oaassf asfI sa rag !
Nobody who saw that scene has ever
forgotten it, l. am sure, or ever will for
get it. The child had kept quite still,
where her brave grandmama had put
her first whispering in her, Whatever
happens to me, do not stir, nay dearr'
and had remained quiet until the fort
was deserted; she had then crept out of
tho trench, and gone into her mothers
house; and there alone on the solitary
Island, in her mothers room, and asleep
on her mothers bed, the Captain had
found her. Nothing could induce her
TO be parted from him after he took her
up in his arms, and he had brought her
away with him, and the men had made
the bower for her. To see those men
now, was sight. The Joy of the wo-
amen was beautiful; the Joy OF. those wo-
men who had lost their own children.
was quite sacred and divine; but, the
ecstasies Of Captain Corton's boats
crew, when their pet was restored to her
parents, We're wonderful for the tender
ness they showed in the midst rough
ness. As the Captain stood with the
child in his arms, and the child S own lit
tie arms now clinging round her fathers,
now round her mothers, now round
some one who pressed up to kiss her,
the boats's crew shook hands with one
another, waved their hats over their
heads laughed, sang, cried, danced
and all among themselves, without
wanting to interfere with anybody-in
a manner never to be represented. AT
last, | saw the coXswain and another,
two very hard-faced men with grizzled
heads who had been the heartiest of
the hearty all along, close with one an
other, get each of them the others head.
under his arm and pummel away at it
with his fist as hard as he could, in his
excess of 10y. ..- p. f.-....... ...
When we had well rested and re-
freshed ourselves-and very glad we
were to have some of the heartening
things to eat and drink that had come
up in the boats-we recommended cur
voyage down the river: rats, boats,
and all. | said to myself, it was very
different kind of voyage now, from
what it had been; and / fell into my
proper place and station among my fel-
low soldiers.
But, when we halted for the night, I
found that Miss Maryon had spoken to
Captain Carton concerning me. For,
the Captain came straight up to me, and
says he, "My brave fellow, you have
been Miss Maryon's body-guard all
along, and you shall remain SO. No
body shall supersede yeu in the distirc-
ton and pleasure of protecting that
young lady, / thanked ais honor in
,he fttest words could find, and that
night | was placed ON nay old post of
the place where she slept
More than once i'll the night, | saw
Captain Carton come out into the air
md stroll about there, to see that all was
we'll. / have now this other singular
confession to make, that saw him with
4 heavy heart. Yes; saw him with q
heavy, heavy heart. g,
In the daytime, / had the like post
n Captain Cartons boat. HAD spec |
al station of my own, behind Miss |
Msryon, and no hands but hers ever
my wound. lit has been heal |
I'd these many long years; but no hands |
nave ever touched it, MIR. Pordage |
vas kept tolerably quiet now, with pen
md ink, and began to pick up his sen
,es little Seated in the second boat, |
le made documents with AIr. Kitten, |
pretty well=al day; and he generally |
handed in a Protest about something
whenever we stopped. The Captain
aowever, made so very light. of these
papers that it grew into saying among
he men, when one OF them wanted a
match for his pipe, Hand Us over a
Protest, jack As to Mrs. Pordage, |
The still wore the nightcap, and she now
lad cut all the ladies on account of her !
lot having been formally and separately /
rescued by Captain Carton before any |
body else. The end of Mr.. Pordage, |
% bring to an end all know about him, /
vas, that he got great compliments at
nome for his conduct on these trying
and that he died of Yellow |
aundice, Governor and a Il. G. Il.
SERGEANT Drooce had fallen from a
nigh fever into low one, Tom Packer |
the only man who could have pulled |
he Car;aen+ thrauub - La1t boer,i+al 4