The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-11-19
The Whaler's Last Cruise.
IT HAVE come to say goodbye,
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fused manner told that they were giving
her pain.
He stood near her, hat in hand, and
was looking into her flushed face with
much anxiety and fear.
Aren't you going TO say something,
girl ?' he said, vexed with her silence,
for she stood over the flower-pots utter
ing not word in reply to him. Ours
is going to be long cruise; for whales
are becoming scarce. may not return
for three years"
"Three years ~ she echoed, starting.
'That's long time"
Yes, but it might not seem long to
me, if-if-"
6 Pray go on, Mr.. Mayard.'
If but knew that Dorothea Kyle
loved me. There, you have it at last,
girl 1 knew that must tell you be-
fore left for the North"
Again the eyes of the fair young girl
fell to the floor, while the sailor regard
ed her with great expectancy, and ven
tured to lift the delicate hand that hung
at her side.
Send me to the northern sea with a
happy heart, if you can, Dorothea. If
you do not love me, tell me plainly, and
l will cherish you for your frankness. "
Then it was that Dorothea Kyle lifted
her head bravely and encountered the
whaler's gaze.
"Then go with the happy heart for
which you ask" she said "God forbid
that should send such gallant man as
you to the ice-seas with the burthen of
rejected love. No, David Maynard. L
have loved you, and here is the hand of
Dorothea Kyle. You have long pos
sed her heart"
Too full for utterance, the whaler
seized the girls hand and covered it
with kisses, while bushes mantled to
her lofty temples.
She glanced upon him, smiled with
conscious pride, and turned her head to
conceal her emotion.
But the next moment she started back
with loud Cry. Her face was quite
pale.
6 Mr.. Maynard-David! The win
dow! Look There's mans face
pressed against the pane"
While Dorothea uttered these words,
her quivering finger pointed to the
window.
Startled by her action, the whaler
sprang forward, but could see no face
against the pane.
Il see nothing" he said, returning to
her side. " May you not have been
mistaken ?''
81 could not have been, for 1 saw
the face distinctly" she answered, "I
saw it as plainly as I see your face
now.''
Strange" muttered David Maynard,
impressed by Dorothea's words. "The
eavesdropper may be lurking without
will see."
So saying, he opened the door and
stepped out into the night but nothing
rewarded his investigation. He saw no
human figure crouched in the shadows
of the trees that grew before Dorothea's
house, and heard no retreating foot
steps.
The apparition puzzled him to no lit
tie degree, and his face was pale and
disturbed when he entered the house.
Did you recognize the face, Doro-
thea 20 he asked, with the uneasiness
still upon him.
y 1t was a strange one to me- 1t wore
a wild, woe-begone expression, and the
eyes flashed like a maniac's. L call it q
dark, evil face.n
. Perhaps it was one of our new
men," the whaler replied. "They are
strolling about New Bedford tonight,
sleeping themselves in grog; for to-
morrow we sail. If the insolent fellow
comes 10 the window again he will wish
that he never saw the whaler's nest.n
You would not know him, David"
she said, pleadingly.
Why, ,he has already frightened you.
Your face is as pale as ashes. Come.
girl, quit trembling, and let US talk of
the future
With his strong arms, the whaler
drew the yielding form of his love to
him, and told her all his plans for the
future. For he had planned just as if
she had been his betrothed, and together
they reared golden palaces, ,and with their
gorgeous glitter decked the life that was
to come.
But at last David Maynard withdrew
tore himself from the beauty of New