Cleveland daily leader. [volume] ([Cleveland, Ohio]) 1865-1873, 1865-12-23

Mt conscience and grief both at work witt
ost her a few minutes before, opened the doc
IN with a half-scared look, pushing Jacobu
I before him, whose sleeve she caught eager
al Iy, bidding him good-morning with
laugh.
God bless us allp' said Lufin. "The
n ways of women Z"
n. Jaeobus had a fsherman's cordu,
30 roy trousers and red shirt hung on him, as
to one might say. He made a formal apol-
n, ogy to Madame for sitting down to break
te fast in them.
"But 1 like to clothe myself according
Of to my occupation" he said to Lufin,
Is gravely. "Ihave begun at dawn to make
my holiday, the time is SO short; 1 feel
myself quite of the sea Already
The clothes being to small for him, his
gaunt legs and bony neck p~rotruding
/, above and below, capped bya brown, hon
n est homely face, over which thin, iron
d gray hairs struggled.
o "a younger man than 1 expected to
see" thought the Captain; "but that's one
e OF the faces that never grow old"
4 M. Jacobs munched his breakfast in
/, silence, and then, clearing a space on the
table, dragged out of his pocket one or two
crabs, a sea horse fnger-ieheth. and a gen.
va oAhiJ AO6o dhu bdilos
; "Cdncer pagurns! Cirripedes r. trium-
phantly spreading them on the table
cloth. The fruits of my mornings labor,
except HiPpocanlpas breUirostris, vulgarly
called Sea-Horse, which stood to me in the
sum of forty cents; it shall be saved in
other modes of expenditure,-say shoes"
with a deprecating glance at his wife.
"Yes, jerome, her eyes fixed, hungrily,
on the childish delight in his face.
Luttin began to perceive now for what
she had worked; he chafed his whiskers,
and entered into the spirit of the thing
with zest.
YOU'D call me a happy man, now,
Mounchere, to be the owner of this bit of
ground, eh?"
Il can conceive" said the Professor.
grayely, catching his squirming prey, and
tying them up in a handkerchief-I can
conceive no better abode than this for a
man of esprit-of what you call stamina
IN mind. His wants are little; he rests,
he works, he studies books, Nature. She
is greatly good to him in this place; she
opens her most delicate secrets; she
gives to him grandeur, beauty, from full
hands,
'She fills his stomach, too" said the
Captain, hastily. mo better fishing on |
the coast, not to mention clans and oys-
tiers. Yes, MOunchere," after a pause. as
they rose from the table, Natures grand 7
here, as you say,-or God, which is the 7
same thing. Ifa man don't come nearer c
to Him by a days outlook on yon sea than
by years of town life, it's because his ewes a
are MT worth the having" /.
M. Jacobus stretched his long neck to =
look out at the dull, creeping, moaning /
waste without, his warm Gallo blood shiv- !,
erIng with a vagne idea that the relent !
less, memorable Thing was no bad symbol q
of the Puritsn's God. :
"Ah, L bon dieu F' he muttered. aAU !"
that is best in mems nature has been given q
to make up that image,-end all that is =
most cruel.h
"Eh? yes" said the Captain, not un- u
Outstanding, but wagging his bald head !,
&c
81 will go now and preserve my speci- !
mems" said the Professor, Hand then Join =
our friend George below,-with your per- Z,
Madame2 He is but a fisher for u
the oyster, but 1 find in him a man of .
many facts" ia
When he had mounted to his cham 2.
Der and secured his prey in a Jar, how %
ever, he did not return to George Cath
cart, but stood irresOlute, his hands clasped ~
behind his back, the shiny boatman's hat -
ne wore pulled over his eyes. =
Twelve years ago the poor Frenchman
md his son had planned this coming to tb
he sea; the boy used to get into his faith :
RS bed by dawn to talk it over snugly.
It came to be their grand scheme and IN
lope for the future; for neither the father re
Tor little Tom had intellects of q higb ID,
order. Jacobus had never, 1 Nh
oppose, considered whether his son had in,
,enius or not, or what he was to do in he
he world; to get the boy out of the pois- an
nous city, to see his first look at the
+cean, to watch the sturdy little rogue stc
ight the breakers, fish, swim, net for crabs, on
vas about the highest pleasure which the Sc,
old man had ever pictured for sio
hem. Now the holiday had come for we
i'm; and Tom in
He walked about the room, glanciug I'M an
from side to side, as if in search n
f something lost. The sick, intolerable
oneliness of those first days after Tom Bile
led came back to him. Fb,
/" Mon flsI mon fLsI" he muttered tro
nee, holding his hand to his side. in
1t gave him actual pain to breathe Just Jat
hen but his eyes were dry. He never he
ad cried for Tom as his mother did, Go
ever named him to her; she thought he me
ad forgotten. The fancy seized him, s
now that he was here, if Tom cared Ma
n him, and for coming there, as he did ing
ice, he was not far off at that moment. few
sallow jaws colored at the boyish no wa
on, and then he laughed at tin a the
saturnine fashion. 1t was as if the
lother man than the simple Professor toll
ddenly looked out through his eyes,-a in
an older, more untrustworthy, weak life
rough a lifelong doubt,-not his natu- q
j self, in a word, but the man which it's
of life in dirty ways, and the creed pre-
hich his father gave him, had made of WI
m. He looked out of his window, his and
lgers knitted behind him. hon
f" There is the sea, and 1 am here, gre
Tom is not here; he's dust and ashes, }
nder in Salem graveyard,-a heap of mig
How dust, nothing more,"-a laugh, pas
hich the foulest of French skeptics would wal
envied, crossing his face atthis fancy the
the child's being yet alive and-@~~t TO tLa
o
D~stne creed having asserted itself thus, up
3 simple face grew suddenly blank, and DIN!
E gray eyes1ooked out of their dark hol- sous
VS. as if the world were empty and he ing
me lived to tell the tale. foo
M. Jacobus had a watchful keeper; she carl
IS never far off; she put her ha don his was
oulder now with ligh
What do you look for at sea, Jerome?n wen
speaking cheerfully and in his own nur'
lgue. 1t
He did not turn his head until he agai
,ught he had put all his trouble out of she
hit. hers
i pursue your CAPTAINS fancy" then orle
said. ~ find in the sea but muddy dit
ter, with power to bring rage and de- Ton
uction for no cause. 1 find great treas ther
IS lying useless below, starving men cam
ling above,-great pain,-death every said
baby washed from its mothers men
the husband from the wife. The in t
ID Captain sees a loving God behind to Il
these: nv ewes are not so clear" heal
She pushed the lattice farther open.
1T is a strong sea for December" was -
she said. 'The tides run higher laier,