Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1865-12-27

kettles floating ashore, and stores to last
a year, aud complete carpenter shop at
hand, look for 'em in other yarns-sich
as travels.
| couldn't tell you much about how VIC
lived--sometimes burning sometimes
soaked to the skin. half the time hungry
We found berries and roots and a bread
fruit tree, and caught parrot and roast
ed IL. stuck to the cappen. A month
went so, and he could jest move little
and then | began helping him on by
easy stages, hoping to come to some place
where We should see human faces. We
didn't only to woods we were afraid to 20
through for the wild beasts, and then we
wished nc had staid near the shore, where
we night have seen a sail.
We learned how to say. Civ us to-day
our doily bread" then, and the Lord sent
it, But one burning day We could find
neither water nor food We were starving
and both as weak SO children, though the
cappen was the weakest.
And the cappcn said to me over and over
again, Go, Blaize, you can escape per-
haps. Leave me. I'm only an old, dy-
ing man.
An my answer had been, mo one ever
shall say Dick Blaizc desarted his cappen. u
But we knew We were both doomed nei-
ther flesh nor fruit nor water could We
find. And at last we both sat down i,
despair.
1.-The Lord must help US now," saiG
[. "And perhaps out here, where hal
the folks is uncUnvarted, he's lost sigh
of us
There again | was wrong; for what il
the 'varsal world should | hear but SOM
Que whistling Yankee Doodle, and the mex
minute / saw under the bushes face;
nose in pert;c' ler--that couldn't hail from
anywhere but old Connecticut where Va
born and brought up; and then face
black aud white and yallcr--a hull ship
complement Of explorers, as they turnc'
out to be. ! tried to hurrah. "Cappen,
says |. the Lord has heard US An,
! then keeled over and took rest Did
mt know much for bit. only / feel sur
that Connecticut phiz was close to min
over and over again; and that whateve
yarn the boss explorer puts III his boob
he'll tell no lie if he says he pusscd IN
like my mother might, God bless him
So before long. being among friends, W
found ourselves pilotcd to Il port and pu
aboard Yankee vessel homcward bound
Well, to cut u long story short, mess
mates, we came ashore at Marbiehcad Il
last, and / was well aud hearty, but tn
poor cappen laid low Ia thought we
bury him at sea, but it didn't come t
that, aud they took him home on lite
to die there but before he went he he
out his hand to Inc.
"God bless you y he said. "No SO
could be kinder than You have hcen,"
went away piping my eye
/ had got to love him out there on tn
Gold Coast.
Well, l was uneasy, and / walked tn
deck Of my room the best part of tn
night and at daybrcak some one say
"Ahoy, Mr.. Blaize y aud | opened III
door A boy was there. Says he, "cai
) pen Jersey has sent for you; he is dy
ing
Iknew it must come; but my bea,
; s1uk like the lead in deep water. / s,
5 sail for the house, leaving the lad qul
out Of sight, and got there in few mil
utcs. The Niger took nc in, aud ther
was cappen i'll bed aud chaplain alongsic
aud Eva crying us If her blessed hea
would break. Aud cappen says TO me ::
"Blaize, time is very sho"t for me.
| must speak fast. Do you love my gi
still ?"
Says l. II havn't words to tell no
dear she is to me-"
1 1heu the cappcn took her little har
and put it in mine, and says to the GOO
| chal lain: .....
"Let me sec it done before I die"
c And before knew what had happonC
4 was called on to answer would tai
: this woman to be my welded wife al
had said: ...r
viii I? Why, if you'll give her to m
4 cappen, you give me my bit Of heavc
afvre my time At which chapla
t took me up sharp.
: And then we were married, and Il
dream came true, for l kissed her.
The best of the yarn is, the cappc
didD die. I think when VIC we're spllc'
he felt load off his conscience and Toe
q turn tor the better and we have hi
living with us, hale and hearty as ma
can be at eighty four.
l And now l teach the young folks to
e to church regular for, as I tell the cha
: lain, no knowing what good may come
it. / found my wife at church, and bic
! you she does not think me wicked for 50.
s ing so, though she prctends to--to plea
a the chaplain.