Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-01-12
THE SMUGGLER'S TRICK.

what [ knew must be a painful subject,
"Do you often have any smuggled goods
landed at Elruin2"
every few, indeed, they keep such an
uncommon sharp lookout nowadays;
when / was boy deal OF business used
to be done, and they say as how the great
people at the castle were not above try.
ing it On now and them
"When do you remember any goods
being smuggled ashore?" T said, seeing
from grim sort of smile, that he had a
good story, if he would but tell it.
Two years ago, come January next, a
ship looking like a collier coming from
New castle, anchored in the ofting; il
was clear, frosty morning, with sharp
breeze from the east, which prevented
many from going out fishing. About
twenty of us were gathered round the
benches in front of the coast guard sta
ton yonder, when we seed this ship let
ting down her anchor.
"What ship be that?" said I; 'tain'
the Tilda, what brings coal to the Elruin
wharf. jack" says to my son, "cut
home and get the glass, and let's see
what we can make Of it,
Just as Jack comes with the telescope
up comes Lieutenan Barnes, who COM
mands the station.
"What do you make Of it, my man?'
says he.
Make Of it, captain?' says I, 1--WE alters
calls him captaiu,) snake Of it? why,
nothing at all; faint the Tilda, though
she seems to be a collier"
"a salvage case, perhaps says he:
'but we shall hear all about it directly,
as they are letting down the boat, 1 see.''
In few minutes the boat was at the
shore, and a man in a thick serge coat
and very large buttons, jumped out and
walked up toward the place where we
were standing.
"Does your parson live near here
mates?" says he, as he came up the gang
way.
"Parson" says old John Piler, who
loves his joke, ':to be sure he does, and
he'll marry you as we'll as any one along
the coast, as 10 doubt you've heard. and
come about"
This sally was received with shouts of
laughter by all except the man with the
big buttons, who put on most uncom.
mon sad face, and pulled out large
handkerchief, with which he began to
mop his eyes.
"Taint my getting married." says he,
II be come about. Yonder ship be the
collier Marry Ann Daley. Of Newcastle;
and it be along Of Mary Ann Darcy that
I am here to day."
"She, then, wants to get married, only
it's not you," said old John; "and that's
why you put GA such an uncommon long
face. Well, I be sorry for you, mate,
that I be-"
"Mary Ann barley, who was the be-
loved wife OF our skipper, George Hal
Fred barley; and arter whom the ship
was nameu, is dead-dead as a red her
ring" said the man with a voice full of
anguish, which made old John ashamed
OF his former jokes. 'sNo. mates, without
any more trif1ing with my feelings, which
are such as can't express, tell US where
your dear parson lives, because our skip
per's mind be in such state that he says
nothing but the consolation your vicar
can give. OF whom he has often heard,
can do him any good"
This compliment to our minister, the
Rev. Mr.. Coles, whom we all loved, and
of whom we were not little proud, and
the expression Of deep sorrow on the
mans lace, turned all our sympathies
toward him, and we all volunteered to
show him the way to the vicarage.
In less than half an hour we saw our
ministers tall, thin figure coming down
no !1orsk RI In +,
buttons, ana in another ten minutes he
was on board the vessel.
In about an hours time the boat landed
Mr.. Coles again, who, as be passed US,
stopped to shake hands with the lieu
tenant, who had again joined us, bring
ing his own glass with him.
"Most interesting case,' said the vicar
II never saw man more completely
Frustrated by grief. Poor fellow his
wife dead-just three days-only been
married two years! I never witnessed
more sympathy exhibited for any one
than the whole crew expresses towards
him; to see it was quite charming. The
man with those buttons is.a good, honest
sailor-like fellow, with the tenderest OF
hearts. I was deeply interested in all
the particulars of the young woman's
death, which he told NE. He ended by
beseeching me to persuade the skipper
to bury his wife, as the crew can't bear a
dead body on board ship, and the skipper
he says, is almost always sitting and cry.
ing by it. I could not help agreeing
with him that it was no use keeping the
poor woman above ground'
"And what have you settled to do2'
said the Lieutenant, returning his glass
into its case.
"Why, of course, the thing was rather
irregular, but, as all the me1 on board
seemed very anxious about it, l told the
skipper, poor fellow, who seemed as over.
come by grief as any man I ever met
that, if he liked, would perform the last
rites over his poor young wife that very
afternoon. At first, as was told to expect
he would not hear Of the funeral taking
place anywhere but at Newcastle, his
home; but after some persuasion he yield.
ed the point, and the thing is all settled
SO, as must tell the sexton to prepare 8
grave by half-past three, must not talk
any longer; and really, the scene have
just come from makes me feel that
should like to be alone for time. am
most thankful to say that the converse
ton I had with the poor fellow has done
much to make him resigned. He hac
heard of me often before, he said, and or
his table noticed my little tract on Re
signation, which he told me, to use hi.
own words, had been as balm to hi
wounded spirit. Very gratifying, was i
not9 Good-morning to you, my dear Lieu
tenant; geod-morning, my good men,
he added, as we raised our caps to him
and saw his kindly face turn toward
home.
Before long the bell began to toll, and a