Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1866-03-02
III isfell auepMs.
The Voyage Home-Lost and
Saved.

saved.
They were almost home. the passengers
Of the charming little ship Blue Wave
For months had the ship been urging its
way hOineward from the land of gold. .glid-
ing down the peaceful Pacific coast. past
bays, capes, and islands named after IA. the
patron saints that early navigators feared
or loved, coaxing with its prettiest wiles
the battling of Cape Horn. passing in safe
ty Atlantic storms and Atlantic billows,
until the gateway of the old main land lay
just before them.
On the calm floor of the Blue Wave sat
little girl, whose years may hayp been
ten She was so intcntly occupied with u
hook that she had scarcely moved for an
hour Her name was Daisy Willard.
Mamma said Daisy. ,'afe you all ready
to 90 on shore | shall he so glad, and
will not papa be there 10 meet us -
Il hope so, my darling. Listen, is not
that sound the wind rising1"
That long, low rushing Of the wind and
waters, that .uretclls the coming rm.had
re clrd the ears of Mrs. Willard in the
ships little cabin, AMI she went on deck
More than one wcather-b Drowned face was
turned toward the distant horizon. where
the coast OF New Jersey could Just he
seen. Mrs Willard usht the captain
not to question him. hut tn watch his face
If pcrchanec .i,c might read there what he
thought and felt; hut Daisy quickly caught
the stern sigus in sea and sky, and accost
cd her authority thus:
Tell me, please, captain, shall We get
there y
"Whcre is there, my child -
Home to he sure, New imk."
Not if YOU keep your captain here
talking to you, and fearing every moment
that YOU may fall overheard. DO You
think could sail my ship into port vi h
out my little rosebud on it.! Indeed |
could not. | must nut it out Of the roio:
of frost this momcut, and Capt. Clear
without further ceremony, put Daisy Will
lard ont uf sight and hearing of the waves
ana the few words he wished to say tn her
mother.
IL would speak with you one moment.
Mrs. Willard" said Capt. Clear, as he
met the lady following Daisy to the cabin.
Night is coming on, and the sea looks
ugly. We are near the rocky coast. May
ask YOU To do what you can to keep the
passengers helow hopeful and quiet, all
INV time must be given here if peril
comes, be patient and cool. Providence
blcsscs patience and hope to the saving Of
many u ship. will report to you from
time to time. If danger comes. you know
shall do my utmost. trust you. The
sky looks II ,ly. Give me your hand aud
your courage, Mrs. Willard. Every Blue
Wave that sails out of port ought to carry
such passenger
Time wore on, and the ship plunged
more and vet more, and the flying cloud
pickcts of the storm came into sight, show
ing to experienced eyes that the gran
army lay just to the rear. Bravcly til, lit
tie ship prepared to mecti 9 foe Sails that
ling had sought the home hearing winds
were fured away tina. the ship might keep
off the shore, that the sea might roll its
broad waves between it and the gateway Of
the land.
The passengers below there were not
many.) heard the sound Of the orders
given on deck. and an ominOus silence and
dread took possession of them. A heav-
ing roll of the sea caused the cabin furni-
ture to sway to and fro, and with this
movement came the voice OF panic that
seized women and children, who ran to
and tro in the vain effort to flee from the
storm. Cries of 1--WE shall be lost We
shall be drowned The ship will 60 down."
were heard on every side, and for time
Mrs. Willard felt herself unable to stem
the torrent of terror around her.
In the midst Of the uproar the captain 5
voice was heard in the cabin =
IL want silence, wish to be heard one
moment. Let no one h0 terrified at the
storm. Our good ship has outlived many
gales. and by the good leave Of our God
we shall this one. II danger comes,
everything has been put in order to meet
lit. If you would he saved. you must obey
orders. Haye faith and patieuce and"
The sentence was never finished. One
despairing cry of "A man Overboard;" the
rush of many feet on the deck, and the
captain was gone. The full moon looked
ont from a crevice in the dark mass of
clouds overhead. There was an eager
rushing to the ships side, an effort to stay
its career. Orderafte order rang through
the trumpet. To turn the Blue Wave in
such tempest seemed madness, but Carl
Finley must be saved. He was the favor
ite of every man on the ship. Far in the
rear" mid surging waves, Carl Finley hat
tie ior life The sea caps covered his
head: they strove to drown him, dashing
straight in his face, and yet 70. the ship
the brave man battled on.
"It is of no use, the poor fellow is gone"
and the sailor who had spoken wiped the
salt of the sea out of his eyes. aud Peered
into the blackness.
Ouce more the moon let fall her light
on the sea, on Carl Finley, and on the
four souls in the life-boat that had just
been launched in the deep. "A new prey
roared the winds. 1T is ours" dashed