Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1859-02-08

en- We bad been to sea about five days when
Dreadful storm riz. tell you Master. that
looked like the wrath of God. 1 hugged the
oaoy to my breast, and went TO praying as hard
as ever could pray.
Presently heard an awful shock, rs if
heaven and earth had come together, and then
| eyeryb body screaming, She's struck She
struck felt the vessel trembling like live
| ereetur, and the water a pouring in every-
where. l hugged the babe and scrambled up
the complimentary to the deck. 1t was pitch
dark, and heard every man rushing toward
| one side of the vessel
g flash of lightning that made everything
as bright as day again, showed me that thew
were all taking to the boat. / rushed after,
calling on them TO save me and the baby. But
no one seemed to hear me; they were all too
busy trying to save themselves and keep others
out OF the boat, and cursing and swearing aud
nohering that there was no more room tnat
tne BOAT would be swamped, and so on. The
emu was that all who could crowd into tho boat
did SO; And me and the baby and the poor
sailor lad and the black cook were left behind
to perish.
=" But, marster, az it turned out, we as was
iefs To die, were the only ones saved. We
watched after that boat with longing ewes,
though We could only see it when the lightning
nasnea: ana every time We saw it, it ~ far
tner ON AT last, marster, fash of lightning
showed US tie boat as far off as ever we could
sac her, capsized and beaten hither and thither
oy the Wild Waves-its crew had perished
Marster, as soon as the sea had swallowed
up that wicked captain and crew, the wind
Gled away, the waves fell, and the storm lulled
just as IL 1t bad done what il was sent to do
and was satisfied. The wreck-where we poor
forlorn ones stood-the wreck that had sbiv.
cred and trembied with every wave that struck
lt-untll We had feared il would break nm every
minute, became still and firm ON its sandbar.
as house On dry land
Daylight came at last And little after
sunrise We saw a sail bearing down upon us
Mecould not signal the SAIL but by the mercy
OF fTovldenoe she saw us and lay to, and sent
of boat and picked US up and took MS on
ooard-me and the baby, and the cook and the
sailor lad. VIZ
1t was foreign vessel, and we could not
understand a word they said, nor theyus. All
we could do was by signs. But they were very
good to US, dried our clothes and gave us break.
last, and made US lie down and rest And then
put about and continued their course The
sailor lad-Herbsrt Greyson-soon found out
ana told me they were bound for New York.
And, In fact, marster, in about ten days we
made that port. w
Well, marster, amt a gwine 10 bother
you with telling you of how toiled and strup-
gied along In that great city-frst living out
as a servant, and afterwards renting q room
l toiled and struggled-for-ten- -long-years,
hoping the time to come when L should be
able to return to this neighborhood, where |
was known, and expose the evil deeds of them
williams, and for this cause lived ON toiliua
and struggling, and laying up money penny
by penny.
mo one ever helped me but the lad Herbert
Greyson. Whenever be clme from sea, he
sought me out, and made little present to me
or Cap.
Gap, marster, was Capitols, tho child. The
reason 1 gave her that name was because ON
that ring had drawn from the masked moth
itola f
"Well, marster, the last time Herbert Grew
son came home, he gave me five dollars, and
that, with what had saved, was enough to paw
my passage to Norfolk.
q" left my little Cap in the care of the peo-
pie Of the house-she was big enough to nav
for her keep in work-and 1 took passage tor
Norfolk When L got there fell ill, spent all
my money, and was at last taken to the poor
house. Six months passed away before L was
discharged, and then six more before | had
earned and saved money enough to pay my
way on here.
- reached here three days ago, and found |
wheat field growing where my cottage fire used |
to burn, and all my cid cronies dead, all ex-
cept old Hat, who has received and given lne
shelter. Sir, my story is done-make what |
you can OF IT. said the invalid, sinking down |
in her bed as if utterly exhausted
Old Hurricane, whose countenance had ex-
pressed emotions as powerful as they were va |
rious while listening to this tale, now arose,
stepped cautiously to the door, drew the bolt.
and coming back, bent his head and asked
What mere Of the child?''
cap, sir have not heard a word of Can |
since left her to try and hunt out her friends.
Rnt nrn infa SfaI Il - 49,
for her at Mrs. Simmons, laundress, No. |
Rag Alley"
@ You say the names upon that ring we're
Eugene-CapitOla?
g. Yes, sir, they were.''
Have you that ring about you?''
:" No, master, thought it was best, in case |
Of accidents, TO leave il with the child -
= Have you told her any part of this strange |
history"
"No, master, nor limited it; she was too
young for such confidence.
" You were right. Had she any mark about /
her person by which she could be identified ?" |
:" Yes, master, very strange one. In the |
middle OF her left palm was the perfect image |
OF crimson hand, about halt an inch in
length. There was also another Herbert |
Grey son. TO please me. marked upon her fore |
arm in India ink her name and birthday
Capitola, Oct. 3lst, 1922
Right Now tell me, my good soul, do you
know, from what you were enabled to observe,
what house that was where Cspitola was born ?'' |
"l am on my oath. No, sir, do not kno +;
but -"
"You suspect"
The woman nodded.
1T was =" said old Hurricane, stopping
and whispering a name that was heard by no
ane bat the sick woman.
She nodded again, with look Of intense
meaning.
docs your old hostess here, Hat, know or
suspect anything of this story ?" inquired Ma
jor War6eld.
"Not word! No soul but yourself has
heard itn'
"rhat is right! Still be discreet, If YOU
would have the wicked punished and the inno-
cent protected. be silent and wary. Have no
anxiety about the girl. What man can do for
her will do and quickly. And now, good
creature, day is actually dawning. You must
seek repose. And / must call the parson in
ard return home. will send Mrs. Condiment
over with food, medicine, wine, clothing, and
every comfort that your condition requires"
said old Hurricane, rising, and calling in the