Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1875-07-07

Tome, come, leaVe the letter alone
If it troubles you. Let's go to oul
room and prepare for bed" CO =
And off they went. They went
up on deck and left me alone with
the beast of a letter. / remember
kept looking at it as smoked
my pipe it seemed to fix its great
red eye on mine, fascinating like
the eye of serpent. 1t was red,
wide, raw, staring like the eye of a
wolf. ] took my great coat and
hung it over both clock and letter
and went up on deck to finish my
pipe.
We were now in the vicinity of
Cape de Verde Islands; the Belle
was running before fair wind at
the rate of ten miles an hour. 1t
was splendid night, the stars large
and shining, the moon rising above
the horizon as large as silver sun,
the line OF ocean parting it, and
long streams of bare, shimmering
light falling upon the waves, which
as they broke, sparkled like jewels.
| sat upon the deck smoking my
pipe and looking at them.
All was still except the football of
the officer of the watch, as he pac-
ed the deck, gazing, as l was, upon
the shadow of the vessel stealing
over the silent water.
l love silence and order-I hate
noise and confusion. The lights
should all hqave been extinguished
by this time, but when / looked
upon the deck thought / saw a
little red hue of light beneath my
feet. At another time and place
this would have made me angry,
but knowing that the light came
from the cabin of my little depor-
ties, / determined TO sec what they
were about.
/ had only to look down. could
see into the cabin from the sky
light.
The young girl was upon her
knees, saying her prayers. A light
swinging from the ceiling lighted
her room. She had on a long night
lress, and her golden hair floating
over her shoulders almost touching
her two bare feet, which were peep
ng out from under her white dress,
so pretty, l turned away; but
shaw said l, am an old sailor =
What matter! So l stayed.
The husband was sitting upon
lis little trunk, his head resting
lpon his hands; looking at her as
he prayed: she raised her face to
Heaven, and then / saw her eyes
lied with tears. She lboked like
Magdalene. AS she rose, he said:
"Ah, my sweet Laurette, as we
pproach America, cannot help
eing anxious-I do not know why
but l feel that this voyage has
cen the happiest part of our lives"
$50 it seems to me-" she answer
d. 81 only wish it might last for
ver."
Suddenly clasping her hands in a
of love and affection, he
hid:
"And yet, my little angel, I see I
on cry when you say your pray !
IS, and that | cannot stand, for l ,
now what causes it, and then l J
ar you must repent what i have
one.'
Repent" she said, in a sad, re- o
liking tone. "Repent of having
ome with you. Do you think be-
luse | have been yours such =
cry short time that / should not
we youG How can you be sorry
lat should be with you, to live q
it'll You if you live, and to die q
It'll you if you are to die !"
The young man began to. sigh; /
riking the floor with his feet, {
bile be kissed repeatedly the little
md and arm which she was hold s
g out. &
"Ah, Laurette, Laurette ! When I,
think if our marriage had only
zen delayed five days, and then / a
ould have been arrested and {,
alone, / cannot forgive a
yself."
At this the little one stretched "
It her round white arm, clasped f
5 head, pressed his forehead, his
lir, his eyes, smiling like a cherub, "
d murmuring all sorts of woman's
nd things. ] was quite affected, b
ID considered it one of the pref h