Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1867-01-23
HYDE PARK, yERMoNI, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY % 1861

US (little thinking of the eVilsin store for
u.s. in opposite directions, to stalk a lot
Of curlews which we had marked down
on mud bank, quarter Of mile away.
When we got back again the sun was sink
ing, sullen and red, behind forests and
mountains Of dark purple cloud away over
the harbor, and we had not made any of
our arrangements for tho night. The
yacht was undecked The ingenious shell
ter which we had planned of sails stretch
ed over the boom and lashed down to the
5ulwarks, existed as yet only in our own
imaginations, and few ominous splashes
of rain did not add to the pleasantness of
the prospect of night in the open air.
The first thing to be done was to look af-
ter our supper, and almost before our po-
tatoes were boiled it was pitch dark,
drenching wfsI rain, and blowing gale.
No lights were allowed on the point after
dark under heavy penalties, SO we ate a
miserable meal Of cold mutton and bread,
damp. sulky and silent, in the lea Of the
life boat house, shivering despondent and
wretched. There was something wrong
with Nick too. Generally he was the
most lively, good natured fellow in the
| world, ready to make the best of every
thing. but ell to-day he had been irrita-
bic and unpleasant. He run us aground
like great lubter three times on the way
down, by hauling on the jib sheet, when
he should have let draw missed an easy
shot at the curlews, and swore at me for
it; and as shivered in the bitter north
cast wind, which grtw wilder aud louder
every moment, could not forget that il
he had put the helm up instead of down,
once in race just outside the point,
should not have big wave down the back
of my neck. Moreover he had SOU
wester," and an oily coat right down to
his heels, and had only stupid wide
awake ard pea jacket. My mind was
made up that be might look out for an
other travelling companion for the trip to
Switzerland next week. ! would go to
Normandy alone. .t s,,. .r...
Oh, the luxury Of those dry Aannels
and the charming warmth and comfort Of
that exquisite pilothouse Harry, our
boatlnan, had found the key and lit the
FIRE. We had boiled the kettle, had got
up dry things from the yacht, and now,
as | said before, we lay on our rugs in the
perfection of comfort, What a pleasure
it YVES to listen to the shrek and rattle Of
the storm outside, and then to put ones
4 hand down and end real warm, dry legs,
and to take sip of the luscious coffee. d
Ny heart was full, and yearnd toward
Nick as he smoked away. gloomy and 81
lent, emptyipg his tumbler and filing il
up again terribly stiff. We had none Of
US spoken for some little time, when Har-
\ rye got up stretched himself, aud threw
! on lump of coal. Nick's face was to-
\ wards me, and he turned it away sharply.
He was crying. ssi Ga sgeg n
i 81 doubt Id better just go down to the
yacht, sir, and see she rides all right
That's a unkind night. Lawk there's q
rare bobbery out o tho Channel The
\ lights O. that vessel out o the middle's
jumping about, most as though she was
out o. the open / never seed q bigger
sight O. sea. That make a mortal yell
ling. .ishb1o .aNHg gt. lyasi!3h !
! The door opened and few back with a
bang like cannon. The rain drove up
\ the hut. and the fro poured out stream
Of smoke which eddied round and round.
and ended by trying to make it's escape
I upimy nose. yj baui n8. igag9il
"Nick,P / said, as soon as the sneezing
, ct was over and we were alone. "Nick,
! old fellow, tell me what's therow? There,
have ] been thinking you sulky and all
sorts Of things tell me"--and ] got up
and put my hand on his shoulder. "Poor
old boy ! what is it p
!. "Ohl leave me alone. There's moth
ing the matter only I'm q fool. Well,
if you must know, read that I shall be
all right soon !; only got that this NOR
ining--rsad IT! It's-my own fault" Z
sItdok the letter he held out, and he
twisted up his mouth and tried to whis-
It'll" ""I'm afloat;" but it was failure,
and he added, in lower tone, y n ~
\ "One can't pull up a ten years fancy
Of that sort. Jack, without shaking the
soil bit Thank you for making me let
the cat out Tn all the better for it,
Good night" !. ,.,e a..,' $1,000 .'a,
| Twas sorry--moro sorry than 1 could
say, for him. He was the Oldest friend
Ihad got. We had slept in the same
chamber at Winchester, and rowcd The
same boats at Oxford, and I could not
bear to have him so cut up. could
have doue almost anything for him,---