The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-09-06
G TELEGRAPH PHILADELPHIA MONDAY SEPTEMBER g. 1869

ooh. God Am forsaken ?" he cried, in
an awful anguish, seized with fear that the
wind would take the ship from him. 'Must
/ perish hereP
AT that moment, when hope was dying he
beheld a sight that turned all his wild woe
into yet wilder ecstasy.
There. to the northward, was the ship,
standing directly towards him, with all sails
set to catch the rising breeze, and not half
mile away.
eyes. there she is, he shouted. "She is
coming this way. L am saved-saved!" J"
He raised his arms TO heaven in mute
thanksgiving and sobbed aloud, the glad tears
streaming down his worn and haggard cheeks.
The ship came nearer and nearer.
He redoubled his wild shouts, his heart and
soul in his voice.
sbip's deck. and she drew steadily nearer,
sveryed from her course slightly, and rope
was thrown from her deck, falling into his
canoe.
He seized the rope in desperate eagerness,
and a group of sailors leaning over the ships
side drew him aboard
In an instant more the ship had resumed
her course, and was moving in stately fashion
before the breeze.
safe at last :" mur1nured Lester, leaning
against the bulwarlls, weak and nerveless as
an infant ''Oh, the gladness of this hour"
Poor man! He did not dream at that mo-
ment that his adverse fate was even then re-
lentlessly closing around him; that he was on
one of his own ships-the CycJ0Re; that that
ship was commanded by a bitter foe in league
with Colonel Nichols, who, on recognizing
| him. would without remorse consigu him
apain to the mercies of the Pacific in his In
| dian canoe.
On inquiry Lester learned that the vessel
was the Cyci0Re and in the light Of the cabin
| lamp recognized her captain. Tearing off his
priestly robe, and wiping the stain from his
face with its coarse folds, he exclaimed
Captain Sales, don't you know me?'
''David Lester" cried the Captain, turning
ashy pale, and grasping his stationary seat as
though he had received a shock.
Lester wiped his brows and sat down, the
Captain taking seat opposite him.
He had so much to ask that his emotions
choked his utterance, and prevented him from
observing the look of deadly hatred with
which the Captain regarded him. But he
finally piled his questions fast, and learned
that his wife yet lived, that his daughter Amy
had grown into lovely girl, and that both
wife and daughter had long mourned him as
dead. He also learned of his wifes poserty.
Colonel Nichols settledup the firm affairs,
said the Captain reservedly, land there was
nothing left for Mrs. Lester. She has been
living on his bounty these two or three
years When your interest in this ship was
sold, 1 bought it. The Colonel owns the
other half =
but this is a base fraud" exclaimed Les
ter. The Colonel has been untrue to the
trust feposed in him! L have had suspi-
cions of his integrity during my long exile,
but / have never dared to entertain thcrl
I'll make matters straight on my return.
can prove my claims and bring him to justice
. the dastardly villain My poor Margaret :
and he groaned.
Testers threat concerning Nichols seemed
to stir up all the malice of the Captain
nature. He beheld his interest in the ship
fraudulently acquired, threatened, and h,
hated still more the lawful owner whose righ
in the CyclOne he had usurped
eff report speaks truly" he said, "Mrs
Lester need not be called poor! Colone
Nichols has long been paying her attentions
and when l left port, five months ago, tn
story was that they were engaged! Th
Colonel told me himself that he loved her. an
meant to marry her. No doubt by this tim
they are married."
This cruel thrust struck home to the poo
husbands heart, and uttering great cry
fell forward with his face upon the table
while the Captain regarded him with look G
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