Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1870-05-05

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couldn't get back, though they ried z
came near bein' drowned for thek hlu
A man that ever see salt water Otht;.
know better than that, but Lord vDh0.o
can you expect of . Frenchman NY
Before Bradlee had ceased spin.
Ben Anderson was stridink of dos
beach toward Simmons boat. Pdv
they might know something abopG
woman and child, he thought They3
Just pushing off from the beach who ~
reached them, and he paced the beacl
patiently for half hour before they
back. In the meantime the other one
returned from his ramble down the sh(
In his absorption Anderson had 4
noticed the man, till, looking up, he
him steadily regarding him.
"Good morning" he said blandly, wiz
the slightest perceptible foreign accent
"a sad fate for our brave ship" looking
out toward the wreck
Eyes, sir, and sadder one for the menv
who were in her." Anderson replied,
gravely. "You were one of the passen-
gers, / take it?" glancing at the style and
texture of his dress, which at once forbade
the idea of his being one Of the ships
crew.
II was"
"There was woman and child"
"Yes, heard about it," he interrupted
hastily. "The woman is dead, I under
stand?"
"She died at sunrise this morning, at
my house"
"Was she conscious at all ?" he asked
quickly, a faint color coming into his pale,
olive cheek.
II think she was conscious nearly all
the time, but she appeared too exhausted
to talk much. think she was injured in
ternally, as well as being chilled and ex-
hausted. Did you know her, sirf"
II saw her the day. think it was-be-
fore the storm, he answered carelesaly.
II believe she was an invalid-or delicate,
at least / don't remember the name, If
heard it,"
As he said this he lifted his eyes in
swift, stealtby way and dropped them
again instantly. There was something
peculiar in their expression and color, but
Anderson only thought of it indifferently;
he was too much absorbed in other
thoughts.
II am sorry you don't remember the
name. hoped TO learn something about
her; perhaps they may know" Anderson
said, glancing at the men in the boat, who
were just in shore.
"Then she didn't tell you anythingP"
Something's faint shadow of exulta-
ton, it seemed-in the mans tone made
Anderson look up quickly. But there was
nothing but the kindest interest, with
perhaps touch of serious regret, in the
quiet, handsome face
swell, she had better not have said
anything; she only said their name was
not Mallard, but she left off before telling
what it was Perhaps it was only an in
sane vagary, but the child-she's an odd,
fiery little thing Insists on knowing seh0
she is There was trunk on board the
vessel, belonging to the woman, and she
said it waa al in there-all the story. But
found, and it wi be likely to be broken
up If It it,"
~ should suppose 70. am very sorry
am unable to give yo1 any information
concerning her. l will introduce you to
the mate, Mr.. La Noir perhaps he can
do co." I 3-
Mr.. Anderson thanked him warmly he
was very kind and gentiemanly, and he
showed his goodness of heart by the
strong interest she evinced in this poor,
unknown woman.
The mate of the LIE Brun knew nothing
whatever of the unfortunate woman; but
he had seen the child, often, and once she
had told him that her name was Viola
Mallard. The man who was with him
Dorrance, one of the LIE Brun's crew-alsO
remembered the child but never saw the
woman but once, and that the day before
the storm, when she had come on deck
for few moments. He had m impress
sion that she was i'll, for she was very
pale when he noticed her, and trembled 50
that the captain gave her his arm to
assist her below. He believed there
was NO one but himself and Mr. DeEries
on the deck at the time, as probably the
gentleman would remember. He glanced
up as he said this, and Mr.. DeVries-lor
that was the name of the very gentle
manly passenger-repfed to the look by
saying:
Eyes, Dorrance, remember perfectly.
think mentioned to you that saw the
lady and thought her III, or delicate" he
added, turning to Mr.. Anderson.
Again that faint chord of oxidation in
the smooth tone struck Anderson, but he
forgot it moment after, or only thought
Of It as popularity Of the mans speech.
After little more inquiry concerning
the wrecked vessel, the parties separated;
Mr.. DeVries going back to town, as he
wished to take an early train to proceed
10 his destination, which. however, he
forgot to mention and LaNoir and Dor
rance waiting q little longer to make ar
rangements for the burial Of their three
tellow-vOyagers.
The IL BTun was merchant vessel,
laden with laees and millinery goods prin-
cipally, carrying besides such passengers
as desired such accommodation and fares
Is she offered. If the trip was not as
speedy or comfortable as one could make
on the steamers, it had at least one merit,
viz: economy. One could hardly sup
pose, however, that the elegantly dressed
Mr.. DeVries came IN the 10 Brun for that
reason, If others did,
"Father," said Ralph, in low tone, ~
wish you would come down towards tho
Point with me. There 10 a black hair
trunk there, aud think II Is the one We
want to Hnd.~
"How came you 10 find it 90 quickly ?"
"Quickly! It's more than an hour since
we came down. searched the shore for
nearly mile before found this, and, be-
SHES / wasn't looking for the trunk soIex