The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1880-05-06

nome with your pockets filled with
money" -!
"Hurrah~ cries Tom, hinging up hi.
hat; well go with your honor"
"Ay, ay," chimes in Andrew.
Speak for yourself, if you please, Mr.
Tom, and not for me-" says ], in rage.
IT'S we'll enough for them two, your
honor" / says, turning to Mr.. Raymond,
who are pair of selfish bachelors,
with neither child nor chick; but how
ever can 1 leave Maggie McGinn for
three long years, and she under pro-
mise to marry me betwixt this and Whit
suntidef"
Don't believe him your honor" cries
Tom. Maggie won't look at him for a
husband till he's got the price Of new
boat in his pocket"
"Ay, ay," says Andrew, who always
chimed in with Tom.
I've big mind to knock the both of
ye down." began, when Mr.. Raymond
laid his hand on my arm, and said:
Come, Peter, you promised to sail round
the world with me. Here's the chance
of doing it, and Of making your fortune
into the bargain. Maybe you'll catch
whale with enough spermaceti in his
head to light up Dublin Castle for a
twelvemonth; or a seaunicorn, with
prong in his nose made of solid ivory.
forty feet long. There'll be dover for
Maggie McGinnw
l pondered for five minutes, and then
said: ...
"Pll go, your honor"
1t would need book as big as fam
lily bible to tell the adventures we went
through in the South Seas; 80 l shall
only say that we met deal of hardship,
but at last got full carge of oil on
board. -a I.,
| must, however tell you that we put
into Sydney for provisions and that
Sydney's the finest town l ever saw in
my life, barring Londonderry. l never
grew tlreo OF staring into the shop-win-
dows in George street; and one day saw
there the most elegant shawl in the
world-the very shawl I should have
chosen as a Sunday ornament for nv
darling Maggie's back.
Mr.. Raymond kindly advanced the
money to buy it, but he says:
Peter, don't admire your taste; the
shawl's' bright yellow"
explained to him that Maggie was a |
sober-minded girl, fond of quiet colors,
and not like some lasses, who want to be
stared at from the other end of a fifty
acre field. t.s
He said nothing more but turned
aside and blew his nose; so suppose I
convinced him. But little did 1 guess
,he first use to which nay Maggie's shawl
would lie put.
We were coming home laden with oil
% the top of our bulwarks, when lust as
We wanted to cross the line, we were be-
,almed for week together. 1t was a
creeching hot day; the sails were flap
'lng against the masts; and every living
oul on board was asleep, barring me and
Black Charlie. The niger was taking
lis trick at the wheel, or making believe
o take it; for there WAS no steering to
oe done, as the ship had no way on her.
As for me. / was leaning over the taft
all, whistling for a wind, and wishing
ngself back at Innisgannon, with my
rin around somebody's waist. II
''Sail, ho" says the nigger. ii
"Whereaway" 1 asked, half bewild- I
red. II
"On cur larboard bow" Is
Hooked and saw big screw-steamer,
ark-rigged, drawing close alongside of
'I'H call the captain" says ]. @ Il
''De skipper don't like to be woke dis ,
er britIing weather." says Charlie.
Answer her signals fust. See she's hist
1g her colers"
Whereupon / ran up the Stars and
tripes.
Half minute later the stranger ,
topped her engines, and began to blow ,
# steam out of a hole in her side.
The queer noise woke some of our q
ands; they began to sit up and rub
leir eyes, 49,
just as Mr.. Raymond came on deck,
e saw the stranger manning her davits, 3
nd preparing to lower boat. g
He clapped his spy-glass to his eye, :
nd then turned very pale. {
"She's countryman of your honor's," i;
began; "but the stripes on her flag 5
re-" =
"Countryman of your honor's," cried q
.aymond. "she's rebel--a yillainous q
,bel and piratel Quick! Peter, run be- :
wv and fetch me hammock, lump of y
halk, and Miss McGinn's yellow shawl. {.
.uick! maybe your life depends upon it. g
nd you, lads" he said to the rest of the :
rev, "lie down as you value your =
lares in the cargo; don't let one of you t
low himself" ,'..
I thought Raymond was mad, but | o
as too frightened to disobey him. So =
brought up what he wanted. / made d
Ire he was mad when he rubbed the +,
lalk first over my face, and then over Il
is own. ~.
He next bade me lie down while he q
'lled me up in the hammock. i
"Peter," the says, solemnly, "for the i
fety of he ship and cargo, must Il
AXE believe you're a dead man. / h
amt heave you overheard, if I can a
,lp it, but YOU must shut YOUR ewes and :,