Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1858-04-29

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THE YoJ N.G
' D Y A c I R 5
A THRILLING STORY

THRILLING STORY.
.@s Come Annie, come Jenny-sister,
come aboard my ship. and we'll have
jolly sail this afternoon. I'll be a sef
captain like my father, ana show YOU how
he sails that great packet ship across tr,
ocean. Gene, girls get m-sfnnie. yor
shall be my mate, and little Jenny shall
be our cook and steward.
The speaker was a~1Asandgome, fair hair
ed, rosy checked boy, Mo bright laugh
ing blue eyes about ten years old, who
during bis address, was basily engaged
in rigging the mast and sail to a ship;
launch which was made irst to beach ir
one of those secluded, picturesque little
covers, or inlets. with which the south
shore Of Long Island, between Fire Is
land and Rockaway, $50 beautifully in
dented.
The boys companions were two little
girls of six and eight years beautiful. as
angels, and so exactly like their brother
in every feature, that they seemed as per
feet copies-all but the long sunny ring
lets-of his exquisite face
Annie, the elder girl. bounded LIGHTLY
into the boat at her brothers. first invita-.
ton, and began assisting him about the
sail. But little ~Jenny-who was Juggling
along a great basket filled with pies.
sweet cakes and fruits, which they had
brought from a beaatife af~ not far
off. tor a little pic mic Eter-hesitated
in silence till her brl h6er urged her
again to get in the boat, when she began
to argue with him thus:
20, Willie, don't let us go in the boat
to day There is so much wind and we
might be
You are a little coward, Jenny, to be
afraid" interrupted the young captain
impatiently. 1T is the pleasantest dav
we have had in a motnh and it's SO late
in the fall, that if we don't go to day,
am sure we will not get another chance
this year. Come Jenny, don't be frighten-
ed-jump In"
20, I'm not all afraid, brother" and
child as.she was, little J%enny's cheeks
glowed for a few moments with a deeper
vermillion tint. at the implied question OF
courage by her brother. "I'm not in the
least afraid, Willie, but you know mother
has often told us we must not go in the
boat when it blows hAsagI'm afraid
Of is disobeying her"
"Then you may come in the boat with.
out fear, sister, for mother told me
Knight sail this afternoon, MOTIVE minutes
before we left the house."
Eyes I know that, Willie, bnt that was
Two hours ago, when it was calm. 1t
blows a great deal harder now, and Tn
sure mother would not like us to go away
from the shore in th@boat when there is
such a high wind"
30, nonsense, Jenny I have been all
around the cove when it blows a great
deal harder than this. Mother, you
know, says l an the best sailor along the
coast, and just as well able to Judge when
to go on a cruise assShe is. Come, sister
we can't get drowned for the water is so
shallow at ehb tide, and with this west
wind, that we could wade anywhere
about the cove"
Thus persuaded Jenl% passed her bas-
ket to her brother, andMen clambering
into the haar pasNra7ssat be-
ISluC AHulS, III bH6 stcIfffnurSLS, anu S0OH
the launch was under weigh.
She was a great heavy clumsy boat
as all of her class usually are, with a sin
gle lug sail Of heavy canvas, altogether
lilly calculated for a pleasure craft.
But little Willie Walton managed
with consumate skill for so young a com
mander, and they had made several strech.
es across the cove, when, as they were
passing the inlet that opened u seaward
Annie's eyes rested upon the bright blue
waves Of the Atlantic, far out beyond
the discolered water along the coast, aud
clapping her hands with a sudden ecstacy
Of infantile JOY, exclaimed !:
20, Willie, Willie! Let us go out
there and sail on that beautiful blue
%oceanl Won't it be grand? So much
prettier than this little dirty cove, with
the bare sand banks about u.s."
Willie sprang to his feet, gazing to the
offing. his brighkREasJp with. enthu
siasm from his sisters words and replied;
Well go out there and have q glorious
sail-just like the great ships and steam
boats that we see go by"
20, don't go out there, brother p in
terposed little Jenny, her cheek growing
pale as the delicate lilly. Don't go,
Willie ; mother will be angry with u.s."
Mother will do no such thing, Jenny.
She will be proud of US to think that we
have been outon the ocean all alone. |
can easily come back with food tide that
will be soon setting in" And without
further argument the reckless boy put
his helm up, eased off the sheet. and
away out through the inlet. towards the