Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1873-09-25

''Good-bye Hannah Take care OF
yourself and come again next summer.
a pleasant journey p Then the New
Brunswick" began to swing slowly
around, and in another minute the
paddle-wheels had drowned the good
byes on the wharf, and Hannah was
all alone, for the first time in her trav-
cling experience.
Her courage almost left her when
she saw the spires and wharves of
Passport fading away and thought of
the long night which she must pass
upon the water. But at last she took
heart of grace, and settled herself for
the afternoon in sunny corner where
she could watch Grand Menan. and
fancy that she saw the sails of the
coast-survey schooner which was car.
rying her sister away from her. For
it was all '.luck and chance" that had
left her alone. She and her Bohemian
sister Nora had, for once in their lives.
spent q summer together with some
far-away cousins in pleasant Eastport.
Hannah had promised TO be at Bethle-
hem on the twenty-third of August,
and was to join her escort in Boston
on the twenty-second. Nora was tired
of Bethlehem, but was willing TO 90
there for Hannah's sake. until she had
an invitation TO join coast-survey
party which was TO spend week at
Grand Menan. The temptation was
too gteat for Nora, for she was an
artist who was thought to have keen
eye for sea color and 4 skillful hand
for putting it upon canvass. She
therefore packed up her flannel gown,
paints and umbrella, and left her in
nocent little sister TO the mercies of a
cold world.
The innocent aforesaid, though
thirty-eight years old, always looked
up to Nora, ten years younger, as the
business head of the family. At the
present time she was troubled on ac-
count Of half dozen pairs of gloves
and black silk gown which she had
bought in days trip to st. John. If
Nora were only with her, she thought,
the officers would never dream that
they were smuggled, but she knew that
she herself carried guilt in her face.
However, she could do nothing but
make the best of it, and with this
thought she gave herself up to a day
dream of her summers adventures.
1t had been the gayest summer that
the hard-working little music-teacher
had known for years. She had been
enticed into sail-boats, and had danced
over the waves in Eastport harDor
when every puff of wind blew spray
over the gunwale. She, had sailed up
the St. Croix. and wound in and out
among the islands, and had gazed at a
distance upon the cruel, hungry waves
which had nearly swallowed up the
steamer New England. She had gone
day after day and sat upon the green
bank that sloped down to the harbor,
after the steamer had been towed
almost ashore, watching for the mo-
ment when, at the word of command,
it should ''fop' right side up. And
she had watched in vain. for one night
when she was driving home from pic
mic the deed was done, and she was
not there to see. She had spent ons
golden, enchanted day, sailing up
river. through the green meadows and
calm hills. to Pembroke, and at anoth
er time she had gone at twilight int
the great iron mill, where the weird
red light of the glowing masses o
metal had shone on the black rafter,
and walls and the white faces OF tn,
wJrkmen. She had stood there, re
peatiDg to herself
"'Tis binding white, is blasting bright;
The red sun shines not so;
The red sun finds not on the earth
Such fiery, fearful glow
Welll Pembroke and Campobello
cedar trees wreathed with moss, Her
ring Cove and its pebbly beach, fra
grant coffee made over gipsy fires
wrecked steamers, sail-boats and drive
were all things of the past. and sh
was going into the mountains, no
knowing whether they would ever seen
to her like the sea.
By this time the steamer had gon
through the narrows, past Lubec, an
was swiftly sailing between the clearly
cut coast of Grand Menan on one side
and the Maine rocks on the otheI
Hannah shivered little, and, takin