The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1865-09-21
WHAT DICK BLAZE FOUND IN
CHURCH.

a reg'lar, for | didn't; but when lad h:
been on a three years cruise, and throug
no end O gales, and come home safe an
sound at last, it's only right he should rt
e port himself at headquarters Some didn
but L had good old mother once, an
she taught me a great deal that I've fo1
gotten now (more shame for me, } beside
some things L remember. SO, feelin,
that the Lords hand had been in nv com
ing home alive, | went to where they sa,
he comes oftenest, and that's to church.
1t was grand sort of place but | hac
my longshore togs on, and my new silve
watch, and a collar as white as cid sail
and in l walked, bold as brass. 1t wa.
evening, about seven bells, and the gim.
were all alight Chaplain, he was there
in the wheel house, and all the passen
gers aboard. | sailed up the straits, look
ing for seat, but, Lord love ye they all
had state rooms, with the doors shut, and
though said, once or twice, "Shove up
shipmate," nary lad of 'em budged an
inch.
"l.ook -a-here, my man. says I to a fel-
low acting as convoy to lot of ladies
jest come in, ''my opinion is you need a
missionary. I've been among the benign
ted heather, in parts where they're nigh
as black as your coat, and though they
eat each other now and then, them that's
convarted never tries to keep the others
out in the cold when there's meetin' =
. Chaplain wouldn't hear ont if they did !"
We'll, the chap turned up his nose at
me, and said something about ''being un-
der no obligation to find seats for stran-
gers, and ! set sail for the door, when
lie pints, aud looks, and, bless her pret-
ty heart! there was a lady holding her
door open, and kind o bowin', as much
as to say, Cast anchor here, and vel
come
So | made my best bow, AMI went in
There warn't another soul but us two
there, and felt shecpish, ! can tell you.
| warn't two-and- twenty then, and was a
fore the mast yet. And she was beau
ty like little yacht with streamers fly
ing. and holiday sailing ahead. If she'd
turned up her nose at me I'd not have
wondered. But she didn't; she gave ME
book, with blue velvet on the binding.
to sing out of, and smiled when she did
it. And bless ye, forgot that the chap
lain was saying, looking at her. [ don't
know where she got her eyes, unless bit
of summer sky was used to make 'em, for |
they were jest as blue. Well, when it
was all over, such time as | had tread
ing on the women's long petticoats, and
being scowled at, coming out, was ma
king headway down the street, when | |
saw fellow half-seas over make up to a
lass aud pat his arm about her waist ard
try to kiss her. She screamed, but be-
fore she could scream twice | was along
side of her. "IIands off, you lubber p
said /, and | laid him sprawling
And thea [ saw the lass was the very
one Ia been looking at all The evening
the only Christian according to my reck-
oning) in church.
Says she, "Im very much obliged to
you sir.
Says l, ''You ain't-not at all, miss
and now, if you've far to 90, I'll walk a
longsidc and pilot you, if you'll permit"
Says she, Il have a very little way to
go that's fathers house but thank you
Il thousand times"
Well, she pointed to reg lar first class !
sort OF place, all white marble, that | .
knew to be Cappen Jerseys. And Cap i.
ren Jersey was my cappen. I'd sailed =
with him four years-'prentice at first,
hand arterwari And, Lord love yel .
felt almost frightend to think of sitting
aud walking alongside his daughter.
made my best scrape and bow, and some
how stammered out about giving best res /!
poets to the cappeu, and the honor Of hay
lag sarved her.
Then says she, "Papa must thank you
himself" And there, true as the sea-
was Cappen Jersey at the parlor
port hole She told him what had hap
pened, and he said, "My man, you've done
your Duty" and made me come in and
have glass of wine. He called it wine,
look ye, I've my doubts of it, for it was as
sour as swipes, and fixed like soda-water
when the cork came out. should have !
took it for spilled cider However, cap
pens wine isn't to be sneezed at by fore
mast hands, and took it.
Well, took myself home arter that,
but | took her along o me. / could sec I!
her eyes and her mouth and her hair
'twarn't gold nor brown, nor yet faxen- /
sort o like moonlight with shadow in it
as we'll as if I'd been in one O them
daguerreotype machines and had her pic
ter took off on my heart, and at night /
dreamed of her.
Look here, shipmate, if you'll keep
dark I'll tell you what dreamed: That
Dick Blaize-kissed Cappen Jerseys
daughter! | don't believe in man step
ping out of his place Nobody under
first mate had a right to dream that, and
[ own up / was to blame.
That wasn't the worst--I vow it wasn't
| thought of her arter / was awake jest
the same; and l did think if could be
cappen, and have her for my wife-Eva
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