The semi-weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1882-1886, 1882-06-10

To VIII Of EnGineee Neville. tt
o.ll0t sDees q t. luohles Avoe3e q.
psoeing steamer Jeanaetto, who h now
oeoto61ng IoR hio loot oomIades around
thejceb bound coast q Noeehern Siberia,
oooufeO . p6oturoaquo little oottaGo en-.
powered amid tw{ning honeysocklea
81 1e1GI1mt bloa0ming lllaco at Sharon
HIN. "A1thou6h Il ha0 been nore than
threeyeans since George len % all here, -
$40 che yesterday, ''snd went out o.
that iu-lated voyage, and although
oceans Of cruel waters and leagues Of
and have separated him from ~, I have
seen him twice within . year." Start
ing - this statement W., Mn. Melville
~ evidently In earnest. '4On the 10Th
OF lost June" she continued, IL retired
to my room late at night. Days OF snx-
1eoc wa1ang for some news Of the Jean
necte without bringing . nay Of hope
had almost caused me to despair Of ever
again seeding my: husband. l had fallen
Into On uneasy sleep, ffom which one Of
the children aroused me. 1t was, per-
haps, more than an hour after this, and
while / va wide awake, that became
conscious Of .trange presence In the
room, and you may well imagine with
what mingled feelings Of Joy and fear I
head Georges voice, and, looking up,
sew him Standing by the bedside saw
him - plainly - I now zee you. He
was saying: Count the bells! Count
the bells!' and - he spoke I distinctly
heard the bells Of ship striking, two
BY two, the strokes Of the hour. Count
them, continued my husband, and I
said: 'Yes, George 1 remember that
when the seventh stroke sounded /
thoeght that II 1t was . ships bell there
could be but one more, and, - the last
sound died away, my husband said ::
Eight bells; the Jeanette IL lost +! and
vanished from the room. At that mo-
ment the sitting room clock struck the
hour Of four, and It was the morning Of
the 18th Of June. At that very hour on
that very morning the Jeanette went
down into the fathomless depths Of the
Arctic Ocean, aud the ice Hoe closed
over her grave. am no spiritualist, "
continued Mrs. Melville, ''n0r do I be-
lieve In spirits. do not attempt to ex-
plain what have just told you, but it
10, every w0rtl Of 1t, true. I never ex-
pected after that to hear of the safety Of
the crew Of the Jeanette. A few weeks
after the occurrence which have mar
rated, and at the same hour In the
MOI ming, had arisen tor the day and
was i'm the hall which you see there.
Again saw my husband-nay, I even
felt his breath in my face. was dread
fully startled, but had sufficient courage
to call out: George, is that you: when
the figure disappeared rs II swallowed
up In the air."
"And did you never speak Of this be-
fore ?" said the astonished reporter.
Frequently" said Mrs. Melville, 'fre-
quently to our little household, and
once to Mn. belong, the unfor upa'e
wife Of the poor commander Of ths
Jeanette. Last summer, or in The
early fall, I met her in Philadelpl,ls.
She was hopeful, even confident, Of the
ultimate return Of her husband. l was
cast down, and finally told her what I
have just related to you. She was dis
posed to laugh ct me, but / told her 1
believed that tho Jeannette had been
lost on the 18th Of June. Alas for poor
An. belong, my prophecy. was too
little girl on the very day the news
came that Captain belongs dead body
had been found. "-Phiiadetphia Rec
ord, Nay 10kh.