Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1877-08-22

you kiss and make up, like the way Tom
and me does?"
Perhaps Miss Selden and | don't
want to make up" said Surrey, amused
in spite Of himself.
oh, Tom and me always does. The
Sunday book says love your enemies
you know it does"
Miss Selden awoke that night with a
dreadful sound in her ears. Was Mr..
Surrey consoling himself with those
dirge-like airs at dead of night, or was
it the shout of angry waves besieging
the ship, the sound of voices half
drowned by the blast, of winds chorus
ing in the rigging, of feet hurrying from
stem to stern? Had they been boarded
by pirates, struck reef, or sprung a
leak? She dressed hastily and opened
her state-room door. Mrs. Bruce was
already up, wringing her hands and
pacing the saloon.
/ always said SO; | kaaew we should
so to the bottom sooner or later" she
cried cob, Serena, you'll never see
Calcutta nor any body! And there's all
your trousseau II never do any one any
good-and that splendid peacock silk
that was so becoming-andt to think he'll
never see you in it-and going from
Dan to Beersheba to match the trim
mingsr'
Are We going = down." asked
Serena, steadying herself and her voice
with an effort.
ANY minute, for all 1 know | can't
find out exactly what's happened, but [
know the Fairy has become unmanage-
BILE, and she's drifting about at her own
sweet will We might as we'll have a
cat at the helm The three men who
went to sea in q bowl aren't circum-
stance to us. They've cut away Heaven
knows what, and there was noise like
the crack of doom just now, which
must have been a mast"
Where-is-Mr. Surrey?'
Il don't know Swept overheard, for
all can say. Mr.. Bruce would have
allowed me to go to the bottom in my
sleep, do believe He never SO much
as called me. Well Mr. Surrey" as
that gentleman appeared, this Is a nice
situation for Mr.. Bruce to drag his inno-
cent family into, isn't it? Don't mind
me. Comfort Serena, if you can. If
he who has promised to love and cher
!
| expect of q stranger? Will the ship
hold together till sunrise, do you think %
I've no doubt of it." he answered,
crossing to Serena. At that instant there
was sound as if the heavens themsel-
yes rolled together like scroll; the
ship quivered at every fibre, and SEEM
ed to crack at every beam. Mrs. Bruce
threw up her arms and uttered pro-
longed cry 4 think we have struck"
said Mr.. Surrey, solemnly I'm afraid
our days are numbered. Miss Seldom
Serena-hadn't we better take Amy's
advice and make up? Ii may not
live in the light of your countenance,
you will not deny me the privilege of
dying with your
For an instant it seemed to him that
her figure swayed toward him, that she
trembled and half turned to him, with
an unwonted softness in her gaze, and
then she had drawn herself up proudly,
and had left him with outstretched arms,
alone.
1t proved that they had colided with
a merchantmen, bound homeward from
India with cargo of jute and gunny-
bags; but while the Fairy was found to
be in sinking condition, the Comet, be-
ing heavier vessel, had sustained but
slight injuries, and was enabled to put
about to the rescue of crew and passen-
gers. It was q CHASTITY scene that fol
loved, photographed indelibly upon
Miss Selden's memory: the awe-struck
faces of the rough men who were lash
ing little Amy upon Mr.. Surveys shout
ders: the Intellectual flare of lights
against the twilight of dawn; the boil
ing sea which tore the life-boats into
chips; the slippery cable across which
she tolled to the Comets side hand over
hand, now suspended above some death
ly chasm now almost shrouded in the
spray Of its angry waves.
Z" / shut my eyes tight" said Amy, af-
terward, "and Rugged Mr. Surrey. 1t
we got to do it again9 Do we always
stop that way?''
/ Heaven save usl' calculated Miss
| Selden. 81 don't believe but I should
slip into the sea and have done with it,
if it were to do over;;' and she leaned
back indolently in her seat under the
canopy which Surrey had improvised,
being on deck for the first time after
days Of illness, the reaction from excite
ment. "What are you reading, Mr..
Surrey? really begin to be persuaded
that am still denizen of this breath
ing world, and to take an interest in nay
Species
am reading the Calcutta Daily, and
it's like a newspaper issued the day
before the flood. 1t tells us things we
didn't know, to be sure, but which are
old stories at the same time"
| eve are finding a new road to the
Indies, like Vasco da CANA, only it
isn't short cut What is there new in
Calcutta, or rather what is there old 2"
see that nay old classmate, Ned
Lombard, has forsworn himself and
married-a Begun princess, for all I
know. That won't interest you, though.
Here's an interesting account of the re-
ception of the Prince of Wales, and
Are you faint, Miss Selden Shall
take you below?"
!" must see the Calcutta Daih/ first,
please;" but the letters all swami before
her eyes. "Who did you say was mar
ried? Your old classmate? Who?"
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