The Kenosha telegraph and tribune. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1859-1860, 1860-03-22
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IN THE SMUGGLER'S CAVE.
IcoNcLUDED FROM LAST WEEK 1

| CONCLUDED FROM LAST WEEK
"Look alive, you pickle>herring lubbers p
reared /, "and don't stand goggling at me as il
you had each swallowed behaving pin And
do you, Mynheer Vanderdu nderboom, bestir
yourself like man, or by George ~ and sig
nihcantly shook ropes end over his head -
The idea of their corpuent old skipper being
threatened with ropes ending so tickled the
fancies of the Dutcbman, that they grinned, and
hee-hawed, and waved like a parcel of donkeys
over bed Of thistles. EDo You hear, Mynheer2
I.reiterated, giving the ffe-rail smart rap with
the rope.qt b9inSssay sGd Gil 9aoG 81 ',raac
Gag yawtuI spik Ehgelis mooch-all saam
Xix koomes van Engeland-mooch Engelish
| fne-agi myn vrou /" aJH Roo $3.50 egEe-. d1u
{" You old dunderheaded idiot 90 below to
your berth. You are neither boy, man, sailor,
nor soger You are no more use on board than
an empty pickleja r!" e sasg.gs
We got the sail under the bows and manned
| the pumps. The result was most satisfactory.
The chief, if not only leaks-for the craft was
Exceedingly stout and well bult-were about the
bows, and the sail drew in 50 well that half an
hours vigorous pumping lightened the vessel a
foot, and convinced US that provided no fresh
! leak occurred there was no immediate danger of
laundering. Hardly had we come to this con-
clusion ere gun was fired from the "Terma-
gent as reminder My resolution was formed
on the instant would stay by the schooner
| clash three oars on: the end to the taffrail,
quartermaster!"
SAY, ay, sir !"
The signal was promptly acknowledged by
our ship firing another gun and keeping away
on her own proper course.
| next had our cutter hauled up, and the two
men clamo'ed on board. In their place j put
Dutch cabin-boy with bucket to ibale out any
water, the boat might ship, and then veered her
astern to the length of half-a-dczen fathoms.
As turned round from experimenting this
duty, the sweetest of all sweet voices saluted me
with the eager words:
"Oh, sir, how thankful am that you are here
to save US"
"My daughter, Lucy, Mr. Derwent," said Mr..
Blackburne. "Lieut Deiwent my child.'
We exchanged bows-mine in voluntary deep
one, and on raising my head gazed at the young
lady so hxedly that rosy blush reminded me OF
my want of manners, and then ! stammered and
stood like simpleton. The truth was felt as
much astonIshed as Aynheer Vanderdunderboom
would have DONE had a vertible mermaid skip
lped on deck and Topped down at his High Might
lness's feet with deep-sea curtsey. For did /
not behold fine, handsome girl standing in the
graceful attitude of an accomplished lady, with
such frank, charming expression, such bonny
blue, sparkling eyes, such smiling lips, such
I've said enough-you'll imagine the rest.
| eyes" said her father gravely, with the bless
ing of Providence on the exertions of yourself
and your gallant men, Mr.. Derwent, we may now
reasonably hope to reach home once more.
"Oh,' exclaimed Lucy, with considerable vi
vacity, "from the moment saw your boat low
cred, felt that my fears were at an end, and
and" she stopped short and blushed anew.
"God grant your confident anticipations may
be realized" said l, .We will do all that Brit
ish seamen can do. I promise no more. But
pardon me, sir, l must now take steps to insure
our mutual safety"
Mr.. Backburne bowed, and went below with
his daughter and the servant
! 1t would not be generally interesting were to
detail all that did to render the schooner sea-
worthy. Suffice it that my grim old quartermas-
ter kept the poor Dutchmen so hard at work at
the pumps, that the vessel was as dry as an empty
bucket, by eight bells and meanwhile my own
seamen had cleared the decks of the wreck Orig
| ging, &c, bent foresail in ship-shape man.
ner, and erected a jury mast in place fthe main,
and Jiggermast abaft, temporary sails being
hoisted on each.
| was just wondering what sort of "a supper /
and the men could obtain, (tor beef-fed Britons
don't cordially relish the fair of Dutch seamen),
when Mr.. Blackburne came on deck and inform
ed me that good, substantial supper would be
sent on deck for my men in few minutes, and
that his daughter requested my company at her
own table in the cabin 3--s1 a5 a
| = was oSlCCdply ipDlSeu W lhu d IOOuly,
| handsomel y-ftted cabin 1.-THE whole of which had
been engaged by Mr.. Blackburne), and table
supplied with most appetizing hot supper
Norswas my appetite diminished by incidentally
learning that the supper had been prepared by
the fair, industrioussbands of Miss Lucy Black
burne, assisted by her maid. And very hap
Ply supper it was in that Dutchman's eabin-a-
belt we could hear the occasional grunts and
groans, and dolorous CALCULATIONS of Mynheer
Vanderdunderboom, as he rolled about in his
berth in the adjoining Storage.
l learnt something during that supper. /
learnt that Mr.. Blackburne was a gentle
man of fortune and landed estate in Yorkshire
that Lucy was his only child, and that the moth
er was dead that they had been to the Azores
in consequence of the death of Mr.. Blackburnes
only brother,who had long been settled there as
merchant, and had recently died, leaving the
Yorkshire squire his sole heir, which obliged the
latter to sail to the Azores, to take possession
and realize the large property bequeathed to him;
and Lucy accompanied her father: that when
they had settled their business at the Azores,
they waited some time for a vessel to convey
them home, and were obliged, at last, to embark
in the Dutch schooner "Den Letter."
learnt, moreover, that 1 was-in love. Ten
thousand times no How could be in love
with this Yorkshire girl, at first sight? "Shiver
my topsails Gas sailors say in sea-novels, but
of a bedlamite. In love? What On board a
half foundered. dismasted Dutch schooner with
her skipper pumped to jelly lying in the neigh
boring Storage, groaning and maundering worse
than an old wife with the toothache
Three days have elapsed.
On the morning of the third day Mynheer
Vanderdunderboom came crawling on deck He
had changed for the better. His bewilderment
had given place to a sort of uncalculated conf
dence, now that he at length understood that q
British naval officer was in charge of his vessel
and he smoked his dirty old pipe and quaffed
his Hollands" with gusto on deck, and saIuted
me with Dutch complimentary phrase which ]
am far too modest to translate. So exhilarateG
did Myheer Vanderdunderboom's spirits become
after smoking couple of ounces of negro-head
and imbibing something like pint Of juniper
smelling Hollands, that he addressed me in wha
he fondly believed to be pure English.
you speak English remarkable well, Captai
Vanderdunderboom, l gravely remarked. "On,
would fancy you must have learned our languag,
when very young" aEE IoT.
"Yaw, mynheer," complacently replied thu
innocent Dutchman, highly gratifed by the com
pliment, 81 dees spik Engelish saam we'll eer
Highlander. English CUTE my Faderlant
tongue betterrer."
"Ah b; Dutch must be lovely language, in
Mynheer Vandunderboom rolled his eyes ant