Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1867-06-15

care she gets what her poor old moth
err may leave / put her life,
her honor in your hands. She is, T"
land how fondly low his voice became,)
"a delicate little creature, her chest is
often Affected; she must keep it warm;
and il she could keep the two diamond
rings her mother gave her, L should be
glad; but, of course, If money is need
ed, they must go. My poor Laurette,
how pretty she looks"
IL was getting too much for me, and
/ began to knit my brows.
'tOne word is as good as a thousand,
said. eve understand each other
Go to her"
1 squeezed his hand; he looked visit
fully at me, and added: "Stay mo-
ment; let me give You word at adj
vice. Don't say word TO her; be easy;
that is my business. It shall be man
aged I'm the best manner"
"Ahl" said he. 81 did not undel-
stand; yes, much better. Besides, this
leaye-takinP! this -taking"
EYES, " said /, 'don't behave like a
child-much better. No eaye-taking,
if yon can help it, or you are lost. .
/ kept my seat. L saw them walking
arm -in-arm upon the deck for about
half an honr.
/ called the mate to me, and when he
had read the letter, L said:
Charley, this il bad business-ba
business. put it in your hands. l
obey the orders, bat remain in the cab
in till it is over" ...
''How do you wish the thing done?"
he asked in a nOnchalent manner.
"Take him out in boat-Out of
sight; do IL as quick as possible; don't
say anything of this till the time
comes"
Garley sat five minutes looking at
me without saying a word. He was a
strange fellow. L don't know what to
make of him. He then went out of
the cabin without saying word.
Night came at last. "Man n boat;
go a quarter of a mile; be quick"
To obey slip of paperl for it was
but a slip of paper after all. Some
thing in the very air must have urged
me on. l saw the young man kneel
down before his Lanrette; kiss her
kneesl her feetl her gOwnl | cried out
like mailman:
"Part theml part them this Instant
Part them-cuTse the Republic-curse
the Directory--the DmectOrsl l quit
the service! curse the lawyers! You
may tell them if You willp'
She was dragged into her berth, and
the boat rOWed away III the darkness.
Some time after a dull volley came
over the sea to the vessel. 1t was all
over.
Fool, mailman; how | paced the
deck and cursed myself. All night
long 1 paced back aud forth, and all
night long heard the moaning of the
poor stricken bird.
Often halted, and was tempted to
throw myself into the sea, aud SO end
this horrid torture of brain and heart.
Days passed. | saw nothing of Lau-
rette. 1 would not see her. She
avoided me, aud was glad of it. 1
could not bear the sight of that woe
stricken face.
The mate, Garley. how hated him
He was AS cool and as unconcerned as
though he had no remembrance of
shooting the poor wretch.
At Cayenne / resigned my ship. Go
ing to the city, | made all my arrange
ments, aud took the steamer for New
York. l placed ample funds in the
hands of n trusty friend, and tod him
to send Laurctte to me Mt the end of
six months. / could not see her until
her grief had lost ats edge.
Weary, sick, and careless of my life,
/ wandered off INTO York State, and
hoped 4 should lay down and die.
A 4
must see her. l could wait no longer.
One summer night sat IN the porch
of my house, smoking my pipe, and
gazing down the road Soon the rum
bic of wheels was heard, and the stage
halted.
The next moment pair of soft arms
were around my neck, and the head of
my sObbing Laurette was on my bosom.
ooh / you dear excellent captain
Heavens ! who is that behind you?"
There stood the fine manly form of
Antoine Hindsclear, the convict.
what does this mean ?" L demand
ed, hardly knowing whether L was
dreaming or not.
care you glad to see me p
''Thank God Thank God - was all
that / could calculate.
1 understood it all. The mate Gar
ley had read my heart better than did
myself. After leaving the brig in the
boat, he arranged the whole affair."
The vOlley was fired. but no bullet
touched Antoine Hindsclear. He was
smnggled into his berth again, and
took care to avoid my sight. The
whole crew were in the plot, and, thank
God, / was duped.
l sent Garley thousand dollars as a
reward.
am now an old man; but L am hap
py. My children and my grandchild-
rem Il call them nothing else) seem to
think old Captain Fontainbleau is not