Weston weekly leader. [volume] (Weston, Umatilla County, Or.) 1878-189?, 1880-11-27
WEEN THE SHIP COMES IN;
Or, Tarn In the Tide.
BY CHARLES NOEL.

A sweet. faced woman and q sweet
faced child are wandering among the
shipping docks of the great city the
woman is plainly dressed, but evidently |
in her best attire, and there is touch of
gentility in her fnery, in the real lace
collar, relic of better days perhaps, the
pearl earrings and the neat gloves. The
child is neatly dressed too, and as she
clasps the woman's hand looks love at
her guardian. But the woman's face is
not at its best nowhere is an anguish
ed expression upon it, care-worn look,
and & faint wrinkle upon the pale fore
head saae age her, and lessen the charm
OF hsr features.
She is inquiring of the dock men, OF
the stevedores, of the loungers about the
wharves, whether the brig "Good Luck"
has come in. She always receives the
same reply to her eager question, and
that reply is-that the brig "Good Luck
has not come in, but they have too much
humanity to tell her that this same brig
"Good Luck" has been lost month ago,
dashed on lee shore and ground to
pieces by the sea, and will never come in
i-never-nevermore
| IF they told her, she wouldn't believe
them, for this woman and her child have
supreme faith-feel as sure az God rules
that the brig "Good Luck" will come in
and come in soon, with cargo and crew
though they have heen asking the same
question, and praying the same prayer
for many and many q day.
Then she goes across the street ane
winds her way among .he bales, ant
boxes, and passing carts. and through al
the hubbub and onstla os tbs wharf, ant
climbs flight Of stairs to where th
briggs owners nave tlasic ofhce. They ar
used to seeing her They smile sadl
when she enters with the child and loo
/ significantly at one another as much a
to say, "Poor thing! she's mad. N
wonder no wonder!'
Mad! Yes, she is mad with "hoI
deferred" with anxiety to meet her Eu
b band, Caleb Setter, master of the bri
"Good Luck"-to meet the master of tt
70 brig, her husband and the father of tn
70 child. God of Heaven, why does he sta
% away from her so lons2
SIS the Good Luck in yet7' she asl
of clerk.
% 'tNot yet, ma'mrn."
On "she's expected, of course, to-day T.
"Of course"
"There's vessel coming in now.
soc the tall masts. Look look T. poir
ing out Of the Office window to the riv
:. front "Maybe that's it2 Ellie, de'
I. look there's fathers vessel, with fatt
on board p
The child clasps her little hands at t
- sight.
,m. "Sorry to say that amt it, maar
sls ,nd says the clerk, relaxing into his calcu
to. to- tions, and paying no more attention
ter; ter; the woman.
lich She stares out of the window at
in
s .bls approaching vessel drawn by tug, 9
.ign then, with blank look upon her fa
most
and a moan that is heart-rending, sa
ON, "No, Ellie, ne That is not the 'Gt
Luck 1 see the fgure-head; the fgr
head ct the Good Luck is an angel
white and gold angel. No! no! t
q. isA't i.
tBus papa will come home soon, W.
CO., he, mamma T. whispers the child.
f.sc po, "Yes, yes, yes! To-day, my darl
. to-day"
OR. Old Mr. Tawman, who is the hea'
n the establishment here, now comes +
behind his desk and approaching
woman, says, in a kindly tone:
- "Mrs. Setter, sit down; make youl
as comfortable as you can in di