Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1876-11-24
THE CAPTAINS SACRIFICE.


THE CAPTAINS SACRIFICE.
There Are heroic souls who. snatch
theif hard living from the perildus tolls
of our Northern lalses = Rough and rude
perhaps, bat not the less are they heroes
George Manly WAS Cslich man. He had
begun life as the son of q lake skipper,
working his way by manly independence
and straightforward honesty until, al
twenty-seven,- he was master of his owI
schooner, and had placed his old mother
above want. His father died year be
fore he was ranked among the owners o1
lake craft, blessing the son who haC
smoothed his way into the dark valley
Laboring for the sake of his parents, the
young sailor had but little time to give
to other matters OF testf9k Of hiseowp
pleasure. He had his deans (whal
young man has ssSn9t9 of home sof his
own, and aslYing hwoman 70 oil and
make it bright. Bbthe al closed his
eyes to the thought until, at twenty six,
men called him a cynic because he
avoided women. He was no cynic when
the cry of the needy was heard, no cynic
when those in distress called on him for
aid.
ne was hurrying hon1es one night
throhgh,the. daFkene Aaetreetmqfth city,
having inst en1e f6d port fforf Chicago
WITH a cafab sofs Grain. Itwas a bitter
night, shdSthe odd rain drove in his
facsRpa dhillsa dim q the bone. He
wrapped'h4s wSter-proof con- about him
and laughed at the storm. Suddenly he
heard cry, and, turning, saw a woman
sink fainting toethe paYement. IL was
an old woman, in the dress of the poorer
class, carYingsazbundle. He lifted gher
and carri6d kef into d drug store,Swhefe
she was rSvFsl, ,swhAe he stpods by wait-
ing until she could speak.
Where do you live'" he asked
Afs%iy ~ waas li going to- i5o! Mount street.,
she gasped, -" to Cap, Archsr's, Let ne
gos good people, rae Captain is sick
and needs me-" .
81 will" replied the stout old Great.
ure. TsHe Reeds me, and II was his
nurse"
"I'll get cab and take, her up" said
Manly. Make her wait"
So they retained her while he hurried
out to get cab, and when it came they
drove through the night and storm tc
$50 Mount street, and Manly ran up the
steps, half carrying the old lady, who
wassstiii weak: His ring at the bell was
answered, not by a servant, but by {
young lady, whe held a lamp aloft to see
wheTwere at, the door s,As. she stood
theH @jth d aoodlof yellow light fallinG
about her, the young man thought HI
had meyer, seen ANY thing $50 beautiful
and, like Prince Geraint, when he saw
Enid.,a her fathers ruined ho@e, he fel
that this was eeiTsl l77p
%To YThe'onSfnaid for him. . T Z n
Her hair was. banded back }iny gres
braids from her high forehead, and he
eyes shone with happy light. : A plair
wrapper of some dark materialrwas con
fined at the waist byga girdle claspedrb by
a golden bnekle, and he caught a glimpse
of a. HttJe feet .peeping out beneath
Seeing the startled look on her face, he
hastened to explain. a(F N&AIA
You most not be frightened, miss,
he said. This old. lady was taken il
in the street ,saRd Ishappeped To be near
so Hfought her fiefe, as Size Said sh,
must come to f56 Mount Street.
You are very kind" replied the girl
in her sweet low VOICE. My father was
unwe1l, and sent for his old nurse, bu
he did snotlithink she would come ou
upon sdeha night as this. Are you bet
i"She calls me aunty, the darlin', !" salt
the old lady, 4" though I'm, no more XII
to her than you, blessin's On your hand
some face!s It's few young men woulC
take the trouble for an old dame likt
me"
"1'hs gentishian must BE- very vet, /
said the girl. 7"Shall not show you
room where you can have fire? 1t will
be, aspleasure to'me.ns y ~ t-e .attY s
,HThank you, miss p said the young
man, bashfully, turning his-w cap in
his hands. But I've an old mother al
home that win be anxious about me- as
Pmsa sailor, and she knows l passed The
Welland, aHd,will expect me- -sre
'tBut you must leave your name, sir
My father is sailor, too, and will Want
to thank yeu." -=' az aaates -
'oNon need of that, miss. I only did
as anyone with the heart of a man would
have done. But he knows me well enough
Capt. George Manly, of the schoonei
Flying A4'fOSo" F-s Nff 4
Indeedp she said, with bright smile
l have heard him speak of you often,
and after what, | have seen tonight
can well believe all his praise of you"
Poor George blushed to the very roots
of his hair, and plunged into the cab
ordering the driver, in sailor fashion, tc
heave ahead, and was driven rapidly
home. Next day, while he was on the
schooner, a boy came down with note
from Capt. Archer, asking him to come
up, and he was only too glad to avail
himself of the invitation, though he
would not acknowledge that he wished tC
get another glimpse Of Myra Archer'i
beanttful face! He went in the evening
and.Gapt. Archer, somewhat recovered
from.hls indispOsition, received him with
the bluff welcome which only sailors car
give and made him feel at home at once
Then MyTg came in radiant in beauty
and played melodies, mournful. and gay
with feeling and expression which the
young kannr had never dreamed of. He
sat ina perfect maze, watching her white
fingers thIeadhg in and out among the
keys Of the. piano. forte, and eyokina
sweet nnsic from-the depths of the Ole
instrument. He would have sat there fol
hours watching her and listening to thC
music, but Capt. Archer would not have
it. He liked to talk.
stop clawing that piano, Myra," he
said, laughing. What do you mean
When my young friend Manly comes tc
see me, do you think do not not want
to hear him talkY There, get chair on
this side Of the fire. I'm glad you got
in just as you did last night George, for,
late In the fall as tits, the coast is danger,
Gus. Did you hear of any wreckss"
Ay, indeed; the upper lake coast is
lined with them. Thunder Bay is full OF
them, and saw bark ashore off Nine.
mile Point, but her crew had left her
The BernudG was in Port Dalhousie
when left, with broken foremast. She
viii be down tomorrow, reckon"