The Vermont transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1864-1870, 1866-05-25

heard pin fall upon the moonlit
deck. When they ceased every one
drew a long, deep breath, then came
a ringing cheer of thanks, cordial
good-nights were exchanged, and the
evenings pleasure and the first day
out We're at an end.
The captain and his companion
strolled toward the place where we
still stood.
Il must go down to the cabin now"
said the widow. lit would he a sin
not to sleep well after that exquisite
song. Tomorrow | will endeavor to
make YOU retract all the heresies you
have been talking tonight
About love"
"Nes.
"What should. rough sailor like
me know
Nay, that is sheer nonsense. Do
you mean to say that yon have never
loyedY'
"Never' was the low reply. "Un-
less what feel now is It's hrst dawn
Jug, | 10 not kpow s.om experience
Nuut True love really Is.
Don't ask me 60 teach You. said
the widow, laughing Two such
hcartless creatures as you and l
would never make much progress in
The science. Good night, and pleas
amt dreams.
She gave him her hand, he bent
above 1T fol an ms ant; then she
tnpptd down the STAIRS lumming the
last lines OF the song they had Just
heard, and be, lookng across the
deck, suddenly esped my neishbor
without seeing me. Ia an instant he
Was rs her size.
You ought to go below nc said,
in low but harsh voice For heay-
en- sake, don't behave IN tins strange
manner, unless you wish ali to be
known to the whole ship
She turned ana looked at him. Ain,
that look must often haunt HIM now.
Her face was pale as death, her blue
eyes shone like Stars.
James, she SAID "all WILL be
known now / heard What You sand
10 t4l"A NtilNA tH"t NNN htFNi iD'N'"
God forgive you And uie, too, she
&dued wildly, for | can bear no
more
Before he could speak or stay her
before even lie OF had the leas. idea
OF her Intention She sprung suddenly
forward, there was Il heavy splash III
tie water below, taIut cry, and ali
was over.
For one instant ] stood perfectly
holrol-stuck and motionless. Not
s.! my cOmpunion
"a woman overheard Stop the
engines he cned, hoarseiy, and the
heat instant he Was over the side after
her.
Sailors and passengers came run
ning ait IN the widest confusion; tie
snip was. stopped, a boat wps lowered.
ana ia "a few minutes We SAM tile cap
tam summing Slowly towards as, al
most exhausted, WIN the tOlln oil the
young gn lying heavily across las
arm. 1ney dragged him and hi1 bur
den on deck with ungnp cheers
which died INTO % sudden silence as
they gazed at the white, set lace ol
tue woman he had saved. saved
Her cueek was pale, her DlIe eyes
hAed, yet round her parted lips an an
gene smile was playing, as II she lad
met even that ioallul death without 1
lear, happy III the Thought that the
sudden revival OF his long silent love
had prompted INN to FISK life for h l
OWN.
They laid her carefully down upon
the deck, and the doctor came nor
waru ana kneit at her side A mo-
ments examination suihced. lie rose
To his ieet, and looking, not ut us, bui
straight ut the captains lace, sac
colby:
Nothing viii revive her-all my
remedies are useless hele. She Is
dead -
As he spoke he sprong forward and
caught the captain IN his arms, Tor he
was failing 10y ms victims side. The
sudden shock had been too much ioi
hun and before the hour OF midnight
tolled from the ships bells, the strong
man vino had embarked that day, IL
ali the pride of health and strength
lay tossing to and fro upon his mar
row bed, delirious and scarcely eX
pected, even by the sangune physl
clau, to survive the blow.
Few would have recognized the gay
and gallant captain IN the bent ah1
feeb4e Invalid who landed two week'
later ut the New York pier HIS BE
cret, whatever 1t might have been
sleeps sateiy Ill the SEA, with The
corpse OF That far young glrl, an1
where his home at present may be,
cannot say.
No doubt the tragedy, dreadful al
, it was, has faded entirely from The
, memories Of many who witnessed 1t
/ but it is as fresh as ever IN mine, anC
. when gaze at the little volume o
} poems, which will have always place
IN my library, and read those lines;
| "But the tender grace Of = day that is dead
: wilneyer come back to me-
; that moonlight night, that quiet sea
that sad and lovely face, rise up be
tore me, and thank Heaven that N.
conscience, stained though 1T may b.
. with u,nuN nn ..rY.tr can never be llk