The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-09-21

did not think was dead air this while ?"
Without an explanation we wondered
how we were to have thought otherwise.
He gave it in few words.
They had been in danger of perishing
in that frail yacht of Capt. Sands The
wind rose suddenly preventing their
return to shore; it increased to q fearfu
gale and even the experienced seaman
found that for once he could not man
age his fayorlte Margaret Ann. A steam
er going down the channal on her way
to Harrington, saved them, but the yacht
had to be abandoned to her fate. What
that fate was, the plank had proved to
u.s. The steamer was likewise caught by
the gale, and considerably delayed by it
out at sea, but she made Harlingen at
last.
"But why did you not write to US,
Roberts" | asked breathlessly, while the
happy tears stole down Mrs. Whitnall's
cheeks.
II did write Dorothy. The first thing
[ and Capt. Sand did on getting into
port was to write letter to each.
know they were posted, and l cannot un-
derstand how it is you have not received
them"
/ "But papa, what long while you and
he must have stayed at Harlingen"
I'VE had to wait the steamers pleasure,
Alex, my boy. Until thai left we were
fixtures. But l never supposed you had
been living without news Of u.s."
dorothy, how can we ever be suffi
GENTLY thankful p whispered Mrs. Whit
nall, looking at me through her glisten
ing eyes.
How, indeed!
Papa, were you really in danger of
drowning?"
Really and truly Gerty, I did not
think there was the least hope of our
lives"
"And you were saved"
! eyes, we were saved"
Thanks to the good steamer"
"To the good steamer, under God"
Oh, saw he was feeling it! Feeling
the mercy That night he chose the self
same Psalm to read that his wife had
chosen the night we were watching for
him. He sat with the prayer-booI1 on
his knee.
They that 60 down to the sea in ships;
and occupy their business in great wa
ters; these men see the works of the
Lord, and His wonders in the deep.
For at His word the stormy wind ariseth
which lifteth up the waves thereof.
They are carried up to the heaven, and
down again to the deep; their soul
melteth away because of the trouble.
They reel to and fro, and stagger like a
drunken man and are at their wits
end. So when they cry unto the LORD in
their trouble, he delivereth them out of
their distress. For he maketh the storm
to cease; SO that the waves thereof are
still. Then are they glad because they
are at rest; and 50 He bringeth them
unto the heaVen;Where they would be- O
that men would therefore praise the Lord
Tor His goodness; and declare the won
ders that He doeth for the children of
menu
When the Psalm was at an end he did
not close the book as usual, but sat look
ing down at it rather closely, as if the
candles did not give enough light
Children" he begar, very softly, lift.
ing MS eyes, Il have read, and heard that
Psalm read, very often; but never with
the feeling that will hereafter attach to
It, When | was in that dreadful peril,
the sea raging around me, the frail boat
tossed alott on it, my soul melted at the
trouble, for [ knew l was in dangergot
pershing. These self. same words flash
cd into my mind and I, even 7, poor,
weak, sinful man that I am, dared to cry
aloud to the Lord to save me. cried
it with my whole heart, and soul, and
trust"
And He heard you, papa. He saved
you"
Eyes, He both heard and saved me
He saved me in his loving mercy to come
home to you and your mother Let us
ever praise God /"
The two letters were delivered the
next morning. And where the DELAY
had been We have never known from thai
i hour to this E anew
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