Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1864-03-01

tried to console them. ! don't think we
succeeded very wen. for our voices trembled
q great deal; and the tears would come to
our eyes, though We kept Wiping them
away with the cuffs of our jackets No one
Of as but bad loved little Lillian almost as
well as the parents themselves. She was
but seven years OF age; yet the Garnet
glance of her large blue eyes would go
straight to our hearts and make us feel
kind and good towards each other. To ut
ter an oath when she was near would have
seemed like sacrilege. Like lily she had
bloomed N our midst. shedding heaven
~ influence about her.
-Strong-ohl strong is the power Of in.
nocent childhood over sinful heart!
1t was while We stood thus, clustered
near the pinnacle, offering what little con
ISOLATION We could Co the captain and his
wife. that one Of the ships orew--an old
tar, by the name of Bill Butler-came
towards us holding feW little torn shreds
Of cloth in bis hand.
Il found these ere hanging on a hook on
the outside of the bulwark,' said Bill in a
mourDful voice.
'It is q part Of Lilian's dress T. shrieked
the captains voice.
The captain Furied bis face In his hands
with grOan and We looked at one and an.
other in silence. There could no longer
be any doubt about the matter. Lillian had
raIlan overheard.
The few remaining hours of the night
wore away. The gales subsidized. Miracu.
lously, as it seemed TO MS, the ship escaped
being stove; and as the sea bad gone down
with the gale. there was now DO more dsn-
ger. OVerwSelmued with grief, yet feel.
ing It his duty TO try and console his wife
the captain descended into the cabin. lesv
ing the management of the ships affairs in
the hanes of the mate. Presently the stew
ard came on deck. He wished to know it
any Of the hands had seen Blusco that
morning. THIS was the name of a large
Newfoundland dog, which had been a great
favorite with Lillian, and she bad especial
delight in feeding him. The dog had
grown extremely fond of bis young ME
treRs, and would show his attachment 10
many ways peculiar to bis kind. Now that
their darling was lost. the captain had or
dered the steward TO bring Blusco to them
thinking that the sight Of bim might sf-
ford melancholy conclusion 20 his wife.
Having searched the cabin through With
out being able to find the animal, the
steward came on deck. as we have said, to
inquire IT he had been noticed by any of
the hands. We all answered in the mega
tive. None of Us had seen the dog since
the previous night Thereupon the ship
was ransaCked fore and aft, for the missing
animal; and although we searched in
every nook and corner, be was not to be
fornd
While we we're all wondering what had
become oil him. tie man at the mast sung
ont that there were whales astirn The
mate ins'antly ordered the buats to be low
cred, and before we bad scarcely time to
divPst ourselves of the idea that we were
still looking for the dog, We were padding
swiftly it, the wake Of great fat buw-head.
The whole made straight for field of Toe
IN the distance. aud went down when be
had got 10 the miGst Of it. We follow ed
him almost to the spot where he bad dis
spsred aud then lay mOtionIess and silent
waiting Tor the next rising. Large mas
ses Of ice, flashing slOriOuSly in the early
rays 0f the sBn and moulded into thou
sand different shapes, sarrpunded our LITTLE
craft on every hand, foatiOg by with ma
Jsstic slawness. and now and then crushing
against each other with force that caused
some of them to be rent sssunde. Strange,
beautiful monuments are these fashioned
by the hand OF nature-uonumeuts of
the frozen mariners that sleep below.
There it goes again. said Uld Bill Bu:A
Ter, IN q whisper.
'WbatP asked the mate.
That barking nnise,' replied Bill 'I'v
been hearin' it ever sines We left the shin.
sir
The mate leaned upon the steering oar
and listened.
'It's SEAL he said.
Beg your pardon, sir,' replied Bill;
never heard q seal bark like
that
GOOD heavens? exclaimed Portuguese,
so loud that the mate was obliged to rap
him on the head with his knuekles Good
heavens? be added. in lower tone, me
think that one toy
Good heavens, Mikael, me tenk'e same.'
remarked an ther POrtugnese-a little
fas fellow by the name, Of Pat PUNK
ct
'Pokee lsuppOse it, doge, mikip tgoOd)
saic KsnahR.
1t does sound might like dog said the
mnte, as the barking became more dis
tInct Perhaps it is BIusco, on the ice
cahe.'
Turning the boat round With his steer
ing oar, until her bow pointed in the direc-
ton Of the noise, the mate now ordered ns
t. paddle ahead. We obeyed, and the boat
went forward with an easy speed. The
barking sounded nearer every moment. I'M
Gil at last We were quite convinced By it's
popularity that it emausted from no other
thrn 1t than that of Blusco.
But where wac her
This was the question that now rose TO
our lips. We could hear BIN plainly. but
could see nothing, of him. By the sound
OF bis bark We should have judged that he
should On the summit of an iceberg we
were then approaching, and was but few
inches distant. YET notwithstanding this,
no Blusco was there visible What c6uld
II mean? Had some mermaid charmed the
dog into iDvisibllity?
We continued to APPROACH. The barking
became much louder, and was now full Of
frantic joy. The iceberg--a rather large
one-tremGled as though under the inHu-
ence of an epiIeptic fit SuII there was no
Blusco in sight.
Our boat struck against the iceberg. A
pair of bright eyes cleaned st US through
chick - the crystal wall-they we're the
eyes Of Blusco the mystery was explain.
ed. This monument Of ice was hollow,
forming rude little chamber, in which
the dog was snugly euscon sed.
Ny God! oh, heaven be praised, just
look there, exclaimed the mate, turning to
Bill. and mOtioning him to look through
the creVice. from which be had just drawn
bis own eyes.
Bill did as requested, and beheld sight
which Tiled him with as much joy as it did
with amszemsnt. Reclining in one corner
Of the ice bound apartment-her long gol
den hsir falling about her pale face, and
the siIkeu lashee yelling her beautiful eyes,
he saw the uDmIstakable figure Of little
Lillian.
With few blows of our batchets we
soon ancoeedod in affact;o1 IN ac.n;n,. =;