Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1858-07-02
Mistetlanrons.
rHE YOUTHFUL vOYAGERs,
THRILLING STORY.

"Come Annie, come Jenny--sisters come
aboard my ship, and we'll have jolly sail
this afternoon. III be sea-captain like
my father, and show you how he sails that
great packet ship across the ocean. Come
girls get in-Annie, you shall be my mate,
and little Jenny shall be our cook and stew
ard"
The speaker was handsome fair.haired,
rosy-cheeked boy, with bright laughing blue
eyes about tcnycars old, who during his ad-
dress was busiy engaged in rigging the
mast and sail to a ships launch which was
made fast to beach in one Of those seclu-
ded, picturesque little covers, or inlets, with
which the south shore of Long Island, be-
tween Fire Island and Rocaway, is so plen.
tifully indented.
The boys companions were two little
girls Of six and eight years, beautiful as an
gels, and so exactly like their brother in ev-
cry feature, that they seemed as perfect
eopies-all but tho long sunny ringlcts--of
his exquisite face.
Annie, the elder girl, bounded lightly in
to the boat Mt her brothers first invitation,
and began assisting him about the sail. But
little Jenny, who was tugging along great
basket filed with pies, sweet cakes and
fruits, which they had brought from beau
tiful cottage not far off, for little picnic
dinner, hesitated in silence, till her brother
urged her again to get into the boat, when
she began to argue with him thus:
20, Willie don't let lis 90 into the toat
to-day! there is SO much wind and we
might be-
"You are little coward, Jenny, to be
afraid" interrupted The young captain i'm.
patiently. at is the pleasantest day we
have bad in month; and it is so late in
the fall, that if We don't 90 to-day, l am
sure We will not get another chance this
year. Come, Jenny, don't be frightened
jump in"
30, am not at all afraid brother" and
child as she was, little Jenny's cheeks
glowed for a few moments with deeper
vermilion tint, at the implied question ol
courage by her brother. ..-t
"I'm not in the least afraid, Willie, but
you know that mother has often told us we
must not go in the boat when il blows
hard; all am afraid of, is disobeying her.
"Then you may como in the boat with
out fear, sister, for mother told me l might
sail this afternoon, not five minutes before
we left the house." ..r.i,f
ayes, know that, Willie, but that was
two hours ago when it was calm. 1t blows
a great deal harder now, and I'm sure moth
er would not like us to go away from the
shore in the boat when there is such high
wind"
20, nonsense. Jenny, l have been ali
around the cove when it blows great deal
harder than this. Mother, you know, says
] am the best sailor along the coast, nnd
just as well able to judge when TO 60 on n
cruise, as she is. Come, sister, we can't
get drowned, for the water is so shallow al
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 clambering into
the boat herself, she took her seat beside
Annie in the stern sheets, and soon the
launch was under weigh. h .s.oo9 ,.s.r
She was a great heavy, clumsy boat---a.
all of her class usually are, with a single
lug sail, of heavy canvass, altogether lily
calculated for pleasure craft.
But little Willie Walton managed with
consummate skill for SO young a commsn-
der, and they had made several stretches
across the cove, when, as they were pass
ing the inlet that opened ont scaward, An,
MES eyes rested upon the bright blue waves
of tho Atlantic far out beyond the discol.
ored water along the coast, and clapping heI
hands in sudden ecstacy Of infantile joy,
exclaimed: rf.--
10, Willie! Let us 60 out there and sail
on that beautiful blue ocean, Won't it be
grand So much prettier than this little
dirty cove, with the bare sand banks around
u.s.
Willie sprang to his feet, gazing to the
ofting, his bright eyes lit up with enthusi-
asm from his sisters words, and replied:
"We'll 60 out there and have a glorious
sail-just like the great ships and steam
boats that we SEQ 60 by"
80, don't go out there, brotherw inter
posed little Jenny, her cheek growing pale