The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1876-04-20

make all necessary preparations. On our
arrival we shall 90 at once to the fort, to
place ourselves under British protection =
"Wha a situation that will be! In
your own town, under protection, from
death, OF Your country's enemies. Oh,
John, the wheel has turned, | can't tell
how | know il. but our brightest davs are
over"
They had reached the little stone bridge,
and stood under the black shadow Of a
large willow, whose pensile branches
touched their tips in the water Out be-
yond the shadow was the star-lit lake
and the dim outlines Of the opposite shore
and hills
- came down here this morning, :
said Mrs. " Neutworth. ''and the shadow
seemed grateful, and the water looked so
shallow and clear that | could count the
yellow stoues lying at the bottom. But
Tonight the shadow seems ominouS, and
the water is as black and fearful as if it
were n thousand fathoms deep | wish
We hadn't come. would rather have re-
memberei the pretty spot as it looked ii
the sunshine. No1t the recollection of it
viii! always he gloomy. Why are you 50
still. John ,"
Il was thinking of something that hap
pened Years ago. Some subtle aSSocia-
zion has recalled it,"
What is It
don't YOU remember thai birthday
party Of Uncle Bennlng's Just before
went to England?" ?"
Yes, well. 1t was my first
~ on and were in the summer house
and You made one OF the frank speeches
for which YOU We're famous in those DAYS :"
II don't remember
at was .hiS. and it is singular il should
come TO me tonight Il. is very queer,
John, but | like people and handsome
gowns and dancing and music erer 50
much hut all OF it together isn't as pleas
ant rs listening to You. and being out here
i'll the dark with YOU in the garden.
They were the thoughtleSs words of Il
child. Frances but YOU see I've lemem-
Dered them.
Its as true now. John dear a- it was
them" said Mrs. Wentworth, in tremu-
lous voice, as she drew closer to his side
".All these years have been foil of people
and dazzle and glitter and sweet sounds,
but, dear. if the coming years are all out
in the dark. they'll be pleasant il You are
With me
lie stopped down and kissed her. and
then said Come the dawn i, breaking" ="
They turned toward the house, and
took up the burden Of the first in Il long
series Of weary doubtful DAYS. During
the forenoon hasty verbal invitations We're
issued to the neighboring farmers and
their families, requesting their presence
at the Governors house early in the eve
ming. News travelled slowly y in those days.
and the inhabitants of that secluded and re-
emote region We're ignorant of the events
which had recently transpired in Massa-
chusetts About sunset they arrived and
then the Governor explained 10 them why
he had called them together. In conclusion
he said II must leave you for the present,
but, hope, oniy Tor the present When
happier times return, hope to return with
them When he had finished. there was
hardly dry eye in the room for Govern
or " Wentworth had been to these simple
hearted people what the patirarch5 OF old
We're to their families. They went, one by
one. to bid him farewell and not man
OF them all hut felt a pang at the parting,
whatever his political sentiments were.
After that they went slowly in little groups
out Of MS presence, and, As they Went,
turned their backs, all unwttingly, on
royalty forever That night Governor
Wentworth. with his wife and child, left
their pleasant home among the hills, and
two days later placed themselves under
British protection ut Fort William and
Mary len weeks of wearing suspense
followed their arrival The Governor, be-
ing determined, come what might to be
faithful to the crown. calmly awaited the
issue OF events With Mrs Wentworth it
was different. She was Il true and deyot-
ed wife. but there was not Il heart more
loyal TO American liberty than hers. There
was something generous in her nature. or
the fact that her countrymen had threat
ened her husbands lite would have im-
bittered her against her country. lime
Wore slowly on to July. On the 3D.,
WASHINGTON took command of the army at
Cambridge. On the lth, Governor W ent-
worth, trusting that the rebellion would
be crushed by that time, sent a message
from the fort to the Provincial Assembly,
adjourning it to the 18th OF September.
On the evening Of the 23d OF August the
Governor decided to leave the fort His
wifes health was evidently failing, and if
they continued there, might become seri-
ously impaired. On the evening Of the
24th, they took passage in the irigate
ScufJOrOugh tor Boston. AS the vessel
moved slowly away from the fort, guns
were tred-the last that were ever to be
fired in that harbor in Governor Went
worth honor but that he could not know
The night vas warm, and the Governor
and Mrs. w entworth remained on deck
until a late hour. For weeks the political
condition OF the country had been their
sole topic of conversation. Tonight their
talk was partly that, and partly of
their life in Portsmouth before their t.otat,-
les began. How remote now seemed
those halcyon years As they talked, the
shores so dear to each receded, ana were
lost in night and distance
Governor Wentworth remained in Bos-
ton some weeks. Then the man who, less
than ten years before, had made a trium-
phant entry into Portsmouth, with every
prospect of brilliant career landed on
the desolate Isles Of Shoals Water-worn
rocks surrounded him, while above loomed
leaden sky, and at his feet roared the
angry waves of the equinox. Here he
read a proclamation adiourning the As
sembly to the next April. This was the
final act of his administration, and low
overhead crcled the sea-gulls, his most
attentive auditors, uttering their shrill
screams prophetic Of storms.
a few weeks later Oh the deck of an
outward-bound vessel, holding his little
son by the hand, and supporting his weep
ing wife upon his arm, stood John Went
worth, the last royal Governor Of New
Hampshire. A damp wind was sweeping
the deck, and the boy complained of the
cold
Take him below" said the Governor
to the attendant
The two stood looking westward, and
presently observed that the gray pail OF
cloud lifted in the horizon. and that a
golden sunset broke through. 1t gilded
the spires and roofs of Portsmouth.
1T is good omen," said Mrs. Went
worth. "God bless thee, my country
bless thee - she exclaimed.
They gazed with straining eyes at those
beloved shores as they lessened and faded
in the distance and early cleaning Then
the Governor, turning away with sigh,
said, wearily, Come, darling, it is toe