The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-11-22


And mother and Fanny shall always
have home, he says. And you know
how poor we are. And they're angry at
me for saying no. And how can !, how
can j, when my heart is in the sea with
Willie? ?n
Captain Kincaidrr / said, and
couldn't say any more; she took my
breath away. She was a nice, pretty
girl; but the Captain was rich, elegant
and stylish. An old family he came Of,
too. 1t was an honor for Miliy More.
''Not just yet" said I, after while.
'Perhaps you'll feel better. He's old,
know, but he's a splendid man."
''You toor' said she. "You too.
! Nobody understands. IL isn't as II l
had made up my mind like all the rest.
/ Will will always be living man TO my
mind. Idon't think any one ever loved
but me. Nobody understands-no-
body"
/ kissed her and coaxed her; and /
said no word about her changing her
mind, but for all that kept thinking of
it in kind Of maze.
"Captain Kincaid! such a gentleman
as that! Old as he was, could she fail
TO see the honOr?"
! But when told JOB, says lie:
'Jerusalemi young, pretty girl like
Milly! Why don't he go after some
widder or an oldish gal AIilly is too
young for him. Poor WIFI What a
PITY They jest suited each other"
couldn't help it though. Mrs. Cap
tain Kincaid would have things that
/ Milly More could never dream of; silk
dresses and velvet clOaks, jewelry, and
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ice-pitcher if she chose, like Mrs. Cap
tain RawdOn. She might have a car
riage, too, and n pair of ponies. And i
liked Milly, and wouldn't have envied
her luck one bit; and didn't wonder at
Mrs. More and Fanny.
Once having given me her confidence,
Milly didn't stop; and Mrs. More came
over to talk about it, too, until at last /
fairly up and sided with the old lady.
"Milly,n saws i, "Will is gone, and
you aren't his widow, to wear weeds all
your life-not that many do, if they can
help it, seems TO me-and Captain Kin
caid is as good as man can be, and you'll
be happy with him. You can't help
loving him as much as there's any need
to loven
After that she stopped talking much
to me. She used to give me strange
looks though. / knew all about it. |
knew that her heart was in the sea; but
Will was gone, and why should she re-
fuse what Providence offered?
The Captain staid at the port three
months, and at last we worried her into
promising to be his wife-old Mrs. More,
Fanny and 1. She just gave up at last.
sit don't matter much, after all, - she
said. 81 must be going out Of my mind,
for never can stop watching and hop
ing. / shall die soon, l suppose,
whether l marry or not"
After that she never spoke of Will,
and Mrs. More told me she was engaged;
and she wore a diamond ring upon her
finger. And the day before the shin
sailed she was to marry Captain Kin
caid, so that she might go TO Europe
with him.
A year and thee months since the
Golden Dove went down. Well, no one
can tell what changes a little while will
bring. / used to hope that l hadn't had
much hand in it after all, when /
thought it over, and remembered poor
Will, and how he took her in his arms
under the sycamore.
But then, you see, Mrs. More's sight
had failed, so that she couldn't do fine
sewing, and Fanny wasn't of much ac-
count except to look at. It was hard
life that lay before Milly. It was good
for her to marry Captain Kincaid, and
have rest and comfort; wasn't il?
"ro-morrow is the wedding" said |
TO Job. ats going to be i'm the church.
Miss Salisbury is finishing my silver
gray pOplin. 1t sets splendid Well
have Ben Barns in to keep store, and go,
won't we? You'll like to see Milly of,
won't you ,"
al wish it was VIII Massett," says
Job.
"Poor WILL" says /, and / went on
/ tidying, though it was a Friday. l
should be so busy next day. i got out
I my big paper of sugar, and | got down
my japanned sugar box, never empty
since that day ] filled it up, And then
Job, sorting the letters, looks up at me.
"Never begrudged you anything so
much as l do that box" says he. "Best
thing l ever put the mail into. This
here wooden thing with slide is a pesky
bother"
"Law mer' says /, sif I'd knowed YOU
wanted it you should have had il. /
didn't think you had any plan in it; jest
stick 'em anywhere, l thought you
would. I'll empty the box; Pve got
one that'll do. And Pm glad you spoke
before nlleu IL up"
So with that / spread big paper on
the counter and emptied out the sugar.
1t had packed little, and came out in
sort of cake. There it laid, white and
shiny, and on top of it, white and shin
ier laid tetteT-a letter with a ship mark
upon it, and this superscription:
Miss Milly More, Anchor Port,
Maine, United States of America"
Three months ago-pOOr stupidl-I
had emptied my best coffee crushed in
upon it, and there it was.
Three months ago she had come down
to me and asked for letter, and I'd
thought her half crazy; and I'd have
given more money than there was i'm
/ the till TO have dared to tear that letter
/ open on the spot and read it, though /
knew the hand was Will Massettis.
This can't watt says 1.
NO. says Job, sit can't with that
wedding coming Off tomorrow.
Then | stopped and thought. Let IL
lie until it is called for, and she'll be
Mrs. Capt. Kincaid, with her silks and
her velvets, and her fine house and her
carriage, all the same. This comes
from a ship-wrecked sailor, poorer now
than when he went away
perhaps I'd better wait until the
wedding is over" said l.
And my old man came across the
room and put his arm around NV
waist
Nancy" says he, 'you and I was
young folks once. used to think some
thing was better than money and fine
doings then. And though we old folks
may get little hard-though to be up
] in the world seems so much. and ali