The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1871-11-09

no signs had come of the yacht. As Mrs.
Whitnall said, it was very curious that they
had not come in during the afternoon.
A humping against the door-posts be-
trayed the entrance of the supper-tray.
The cold beef-some Of which Robert was
to have had for his tea-was there, but
Mrs Whitnall turned from it as if she
could not eat morsel. She began talking
about the Margaret Ann.
"There is no cause for apprehension"
observed the landlady. "The wind, high
though it is, blows off the land, and Cap
tain Sand might have found it difficult to
get back even early in the day. He would
most likely make for some harbor near
leave the yacht there, and come on with
Mr.. Whitnall by rail. The Captain, l
know, does so sometimes"
Mrs Whitnall caughthe hope Jas at ia
drowning man catches at straws, and ate
some supper. The train was due at 10
o clock; the last that night. Soon after
the hour struck we heard the sound of one
of the railway flies, and ran out to the
door, in our anxiety, with Mrs. James.
The fly brought nothing to US. Neither,
as was soon evident, had the train.
Worse and worse ragged the sea; the waves
seemed to dash mountain high, and break
up into foam. In a momentary lull of the
wind we caught the crashing of the circus
music again--a sign that the performance
was at an end, and the spectators We're
heing let out.
Dorothy, what is to be done?'
l did not know. Nothing, of course.
But it would never do to let her see that !
was alarmed also.
Dear Mrs. Whitnall, don't give way.
They may not have been able to catch the
train; just missed it, perhaps
of were only sure of their safety. l
don't know how l shall get through this
night"
ave must hope the morning will bring
them. Hope and pray
/ Standing on the doorstep, it seemed that
the spray dashed over the far strip Of
green, over the road, and wet our faces.
She was shivcring from head to foot.
Her room, over the parlor, had one Of
those large bay windows, very charming
by the seaside when the weather's calm
but frightfully shaky in a gale. How she
got through the night | don't know. Her
eyes were little heavy in the morning, her
face pale; but there was no other sign to
show
The sea was calmer, but very rough
STILL and there were reports OF its having
been a most fearful night farther out to
sea- An old sailor, who sometimes brought
, up sllrimps for sale, but he had none this
morning, said, in an answer to inquiries
e, o.. ns.x. nv" uP 'iiV VIII
dow to speak to him), that it was lone .
them there sudden storms rs nobody
cculdn't guard against The children, nc
fear of danger in their hearts, ate as much
. breakfast as usual, and said what NEE
, long adventure of it their papa was hay
, ing, and wondered which harbor Captain
Sand had put into.
AS the day wore on, the sea went dowr
: gradually. But there came no signs OF thu
r Margaret Ann None of the trains hat
brought them, but we concluded that they
d were yet in the yacht. Mrs. " hltna!
S scarcely left her post at the window; sh'
o sat there straining her eyes over the sea.
"Mamma's looking for the yacht sai'
t, Kate, in half whisper.
"Why, mother, it's no good your eS
9, pecting it in to-day remarked Alex
10 Z" The wind is dead against the course sh
d took, and pretty still. OLD Sands sa
A couldn't blow him back there
# With the next morning the wind ha
n "chopped' entirely round, and blew d
id rect in shore.
10 They'll be in to-day said Mrs. Sanc
. noddng to us as she went by the windo'
Is to market, small basket on her arm, an
her golden hair tucked into a net behind.
;, But that day passed like the rest, AZ
rk they had not come.
As if to mock us for what IL
on been, the warmest and mo
ot charming weather possible set IN. I'll
,u sky and the sea were alike bl'
we and still; the tide came ripping UP with
ks soft murmur that soothed the ear al
of lulled the senses to peace. Gazing at t
lr. sheet of blue glass, in which the vessels
ICE rest reflected themselves, one would scare
in lv believe it to be the same turbulent a
ttv dangerous sea of some three or four da
in before.
m Where could the Yacht be Even NJ
TX Sand began to ask the question, and swe
a the horizon to look for it with the Captain
a powerful glass.
the "He has often been away as long
tile this" said she carelessly to Mrs. Whitn;
lite T;-esome things they are, those me
ap- They've not a bit of thought once they ;
clear away from us. Sailors, especia!i
hile But Robert Whitnall was no sailor; 9
ugh his wife knew that he possessed
rim share of thoughtfulness.
less And still the Margaret Ann did
nall come in.
ass There had been talk in the place o
,aid small fishing boat that had been out in
out storm, and, like Captain Sands yacht,
bert not made its appearance yet. The hsl
ore men, gathered on the shore at all time
oon. the day, began to say to one another
ues- she had not 'lived" out the gale. An
take man named Crump had been in her, land
| he nephew Tom, the latter a boy and an
tea. phan.
the Going out for our morning turn on
acht sands, the younger children with sp;
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