Litchfield enquirer., 1873-05-01
ingly and unministerially wrathful condi

lngiy and unministeriallg wrathful condi- ton.
 Worse than this, do you know that al- though my fond recollection brought back to my view the misdeeds of my life { me, yet one of my keenest regrets in that moment of supreme agony was that hadn't put on a larger panier that morn ing!
 Horrible, isn't it, what idiots we are
 But there also flashed into my mind & less lneongruous memory of a speech which quaint old Aunt Keziah made to us long ago. Very likely you have quite forgotten 1t, for you haven't been drown ed,-but what she said was Girls, don't you never dare marry man that wouldn't be what you'd wish for the first thing when you got into tight place 1! We laughed at the absurd conceit then, but I know better now. That old woman was a prophet Here was tight place with a vengeance and intense as were my fears of death, yet the thought of being discov- cred in that un-heard-of position, and stared at by any mortal but one, was ag- onizing. am suie I would rather have died than have given papa the everlasting advantage over me of this ridiculous spec tacle of hls prankish daughter pilloried between the watery frmaments and as for mamma, she was also out of question, because in her capacity of wife she is 8 traitor forever to all the world, even to her feeble offspring, which is the mischief of having ones mother married. As for Mir. Livingstone and the other creatures with whom I had been amusing myself during the voyage, it was simply madden ing to recall them and all the rubbish of our intercourse
 But dear, old faithful, magnanimous Charley felt as if I would rather he would see me than not, and shrieked for him with all my might, although there was not the least possibility that my voice could reach him.
 Now, my dear, We will shift scenes, after the manner Of OmnfpUtent stury- tellers.
 Miss :Moses,' having become at last disgusted and perhaps a little frightened by my acrobatic performance, trotted of in tears to find her mother. After wan dering about until her little wits were quite bewildered, her good angel and mine sent Charley Coates to the rescue. She made her way up to the deck, and, when he found her, had thrust her dolls head through the railing, and was making ready to follow suit with her own curly pate.
 Why, little Moses How did it ever happen that you were left alone up here ? To this she vouchsafed no answer, being absorbed in her experiment with Dolly, whose legs she was tossing wildly about. But Moses, what has poor Dolly done that you should treat her so dreadfnlly 2 Not Dolly hur's Miss Fan now!' Where is Miss Fanny?'
 sHur's lost hur head in de water. sWhat little monkey you are. But you love Miss Fanny dearly, don't you 9 'No-o-or r shouted infamous little Mo ses, with the most disgusted expression of countenance - 'hur's naughty dirl, naughty, naughty! Hur kits dis way ]! and with that she wabbled that miserable dolls legs about in highly offensive man. ner.
 Imagine Charley's feelings at hearing such plain statement of facts about his sweetheart out of the mouth of this babe
 1ou musn't say such things about Miss Fanny, who loves you so much"
 Me sail say so hur kits her soos dess so hur won't let Dolly yook fru de funny yittle hole; hur kits all de time so ? and with this she struck out again with Dolly and her own small boots in effective pan tomine. As Charley continued to remon- strate she sprang up, clutehed Dolly with one hand and Charley's trousers with the other, and shouted, Tome see Miss Fan his own self ' So he shouIdered the two performers and brought them down to my door, which Moses had left ajar 'There you are, safe at home, little runaway tell Miss Fanny she must take better care of you, or we shall lose you overboard some day. His voice rang out SO loud and clear that it even reached my ears. It was quite time, for the rising wind had more than once dashed the deadly spray into my very eyes, and the vessel lurched more and more heavily with every turn oi the screw, as the .storm-clouds settled down and shut me in to despair and death. I had desisted from useless crying and struggling some time before, and was awaiting the worst i'll mercifuliy half conscious state when l heard his blessed voice.
 New strength and courage come with it, and knowing that the pitcher must be within reach of my foot, thrust it out with all the energy remaining in my cramped limbs, and luckily sent all the loose crockery against the wall of the state-room with crash most delicious to my reviving spirit. 'Dere, Misser Farley dess see hur kits his own self!' cried Moses, dragging the startled youth into the room, in rare delight over such com plete confirmation of her story.
 Now, my dear young woman, if you want to know what true perfect bliss is, just stick that wise head of yours through a dead light and keep it there till it is twice as big as it ought to be, and until g tempest is sweeping down upon you from above, and the cruel crawling sea- clutch ing at you from below until you are dead, in short, dead by strangling, dead by drowning, and thrice dead and plucked up by the roots by right,-and then all at once feel the grasp of a loving strong arm, and know you are safe forever and evGr
 Can you believe that that magnani nous soul didn't even make me promise to behave myself before he would deliver me from that merciless wise, and, what is more, to this day has never even looked as if he remembered anything about it
 But it was no easy matter to release my poor swollen, bruised head from it's du rance vile, especially as I was now wild with fright at the angry pitching of th' vessel, and had not wit enough left te second Charley's efforts to help me. H. was finally obliged to run and bring tht ships carpenter to cut away the sides
 When was finally all in, and the deac light safely fastened between me and de struction, Chips, as the sailors call him was dismissed with couple of sover eigns to help him hold his peace, and was picked up from among the broker crockery into which had fallen, the mos dishevened, dripping, abject little heal you ever saw.
 Moses watched the process of bathing my face, battered and doubly besmearei with salt water from the sea and from my own fright and humiliation, with sympa thetic interest.
 She was not content to be a mere ob server long, but proceeded to punch m, head affectionately with somebody's hair brush, by way of assisting Charley t, smooth my horror-stricken locks, ant piece on the various ornamental fragment which they had rescued from the water.
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