New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1870-11-20
HOW L WENT TO EDIT THE CAS-.
TLETOWN EAGLE.
Chapter /.

s.Wanted, an experienced editor of liberal
views, to conduct a journal ill the prov
inces."
Such was the announcement that met my
eye as glanced on the first page OF literary
journal | wanted an excuse for leaving
London, and thought this post would just
suit me- HAD small income independent
of. a remunerative connection with reviews
and periodicals, and if the situation should
turn out to be a poor one in monetary
way, I could afford to put up with it for a
short time. called on the agent to whom
the advertisement referred.
ssWell, SIR" he replied to my preliminary
questions, II doubt it the place will suit
you; the salary offered is very small
~ don't go much care for that at present.
Where should have to go, and what Is the
name of the paper"
Here is copy of IT.
's Why, this is in Ireland. y
:. Yes. sir: we have had many gentlemen
calling here, who inquired no further when
they ascertained that fact"
"But how is it the proprietors are willing
to employ an Englishman, as Ipresume they
are from your agency in the natter
~ can scarce tell you, sir. My cores
pondent ON the subject is a lady who writes
as if she was the owner Of the journal, and
perhaps she is"
The Castletown Eaglc-the name rather
-tickled my fancy, and had no objection to
90 to Ireland. 1t would serve my purpose
as well as any other quarter OF the globe
The man seemed ast0nished at the alacrity
with which closed with the miserable terms
on which the desk of the Eagle was offered
"You can write" said as was leaving
Z" to say that you have secured an editor
and a cheap one; with reference to quail
fcatiOns, you can say whatever you like
but, ON second thought, perhaps you had
better simply state that you believe an
capable of doing the work.
Every good, sir. l shall let You know
when they are ready for YOU
A week after this had taken my seat in
the 'Wild Irishman' train, from Easton
terminus, bound for the extreme south Of
the county of Cork. AS leaned back in
the carriage felt certain bOyish delight
at my escape from the London round of life
which was becoming more or less wearisOmt
to me. On arriving at HO!yhead l noticed
three ladies ON the platform, who seemed IL
a distracted state with their luggage
There was no gentleman with them. appar
emily, and the porter was listening in ;
surly and uninterested manner to thei
nervous description of a missing box.
went forward and inquired if could be o
any assistance. They thanked me, and ex
planned that they had put the box into thu
carriage with them-where it was ultimate
" found, showed far back under seat
when the surly porter cOndescended to lOOl
for it. One Of the ladies, while directing
the man, had given me shawl and clOal
to held, and when the little incident wa
over found myself following the party OF
board the steamer. They went down t.
the cabin, but / remained on deck, and wa
about to hand over my charge to tn
stewardess, when the owner of the shaw
reappeared.
"Thank you, she said, smiling, as offere'
to help her on with the cloak and to wra]
her in the shawl; II could not remain below
the morning is so fine"
II think we are pretty sure of a calm pas
sage"
II am glad of that for my companions
sake. am good sailor myself"
'Are you not afraid of the chill-there j
always cold mist over the sea at thi
hOurf'
30, not the least afraid
I. remember, with queer distinctness
how our conversation grew. but | doub
whether it would be interesting to others a
it was to me. In fact before the sun rose
and beautiful dawn it was flushing owe
the far edge of the green waves-we ha
had become strangely confidential. Pei
haps l ought rather to say | had. The lad
listened with interest enough to encourag
ing me to Ireland.
II am to edit paper for an old woman.
ssIndeed! it was strange notion OF yours
this adventure. How odd it would tur
out if she were widow, and you were
marry her! There is a subject for tire
volumes for You at once"
/ should be sorry to marry in lrelan,
Irish ladies, understand
A little nod Of the head, half satiric;
and half coqucttish, warned me of ii
blunder was about to make.
But didn't think you we're Irish"
Yes, quite Irish; and very proud of I'll
fact, 1 assure you
l hastened at once to apologize for tt
tone IN which l had spoken. She took III
explanation with the best good humor.
me Bay OF Dublin was now opening b
fore us, and can at this moment call
mind the loneliness of that morning. II
deep emerald tinge of the sea, the Wicklo
hills, like purple clouds in the distance. Il
heayy-eyed gulls floating curiousIy acros
and sometimes seeming to dissolve in II /
the size of white butterflies. There wa
as vet, very few people on deck: but II
quay draws nigh, and one by one the pa
sengers appear.
Il think had better say good-by to yt
now And she held out her hand to u
with sweet, unconscious frankness.
'Good-by. trust we may come aero
each other again. Perhaps you would t.
me your name ~
She smiled for a second, and then, wi
an expression fun OF fun, glanced from 4
70 one of her boxes lying outside the gre
deck pyramid Of luggage.
l understood her at once. We parte