The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1883-10-27

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was unwilling TO ask Il. bis look was IN
tetpreted, and the stranger continued:
~ told you / was o sailor. Vi thirty
five years ] have not spent n upon land
But this was not my choice. Like o ship
captain, my supports were knocked IRON
under me, and I was launched upon the
ocean. My father was an English mer'
chant In Cadiz, extensively engaged In
navigation. He ,lavishly provided for my
education. Having traversed the halls Of
science, / left Oxford and returned 10 Spain
at the age OF twenty. The first year
OF my freedom from school l spent
in rambling over the mountains o.
that enchanted country. In 8 deep inland
dell, Euht out from the world, where the
earth was always blue, / met one day O
beautiful shepherdess-and loved her.
II will not describe her charms, captain,
for you have been young, aud a heart that
has loved needs not to be told that to the
eye oftrue affection its object has no defects.
envy father learned my gecret-but !
knew 1t not, I bad q lie long secret after
wards which he never learned! He came
10 me one morning, smiled, and said:
"'My son, do you wantto 90 to Cuba! :
~ eagerly answered in the affirmative;
for It had been a cherished, but hitherto
forbidden passion with mo to travel.
Zone OF my vessels sails Tomorrow he
said, and you may 60
"This short interval allowed mi no time
to bid farewell to my shepherdess, who was
fifty miles distant, nor even to inform her
OF my departure; but l said aloud: iii
soon be back and many other consola.
tons l whispered to my heart the next day
while bounding over The Atlantic.
"The ship arrived in good time at Ha-
vana. discharged her cargo, reloaded and
sailed ior-Calcuttai l was Q prisoner on
my fathers ship! and for five long years |
was kept from home-as II all the water Of
the ocean could wash out my love!
~ escaped at length frcm the prison.
ship, while lying at Rio, and took passage
In q French bark for the Guadlequiver.
No circumnavigation Of the globe was
ever 90 long as that voyage. I strained my
eyes every day watching for Gibralter,
which / knew was thousands OF miles of;
and every night l dreamed Of mountain
%rivulets, snowy tlocks, and Of Ina.
Arriving at last at Seville, l fastened
over the Nevada, and sought the sunny dell
where my affections had 50 long nestled,
and there found that the idol Of my heart
was the wife OF an Audalusian shepherd.
She had been told that l had deserted her,
and aiterward that | was dead. l did not
weep, for my heart vas turned to stone.
My father said I, shall never know OF his
victoryv | did not go TO see him; 1t was
wicked, l know, but, burning with tho
spirit of revenge, l turned again to the Sea,
and never saw him more. l am faint, Gap.
tain, and cannot prolong my tale. In SIX
months l was master Of q fast sailing vessel
you have seen that vessel, Captain, but
never in port, and | have often seer you, |
and knew your name twenty years sgo.
But no matter about that. Ny father con.
tinued to freight his chips and send them
to different parts OF the world-but he
never knew that l superintendent a large
part Of his business, aud that many Il bis
cargoes found a sale in polt'to which they
hal never been consigned. His agents
sometimes failed to report.
u have said enough, captain; bsl0re to.
merrow's sun sets, | shall be 10 ths cayerns
Of the deep. But / have forgiven him and
do net complain. I have q fortune in the
Bank Of England, hut with it ig deposited
a will, and the orphan son OF Ina is my
heir"
You have been kind 10 me, captain,
and in token Of gratitude | beg OF you 10
accept my watch and c~utlass, and this
paper, which you will carefully preserve"
So saying, he held out a folded scrap OF
paper, which my grandfather put into his
pocket.
Morning diwned-but the strangers
eyes did not open upon it-they were closed
forever. In the afternoon tbs burial SER
vice at sea" that most solemn Of SEA scenes
was performed-aud the shrouded body
OF the pirate, with gentle plunge, broke
the CLASSY surface Of tho ocean, and sank
swiftly isto It's mysterious depth.
1t was many hours afterwards that grand
father %bethought himself Of the paper in
his pocket. He opened 1t and read as fol-
low:
"Capt. Lane: Ga the eastern point Of
Nantucket, ut hiyh.water mark, Is a tall,
sharp cliff. A larter league due west from
that cliff is q large, round stone, and near
the stone q thorn bush. That bus1 grows
in q very rich SOIL"
Tue duties OF his station kept my grand.
father a long time abroad, and when he
was in Boston about Two years afterwards,
and having a few days OF leisure, he was
thinking about acting upon the hint OF the
enigmatical paper, when his eye happened
to fall on the. following paragraph in the o d
Bss,on Mesenger:
".Wondeiful Discoyery.-As Mr.. John
Rogers was breaking a piece Of pasture
ground on the east shore OF Nantucket,
about a month ego, his ploughshare turned
up a s.ou thorn bush, sticking to the roots
Of which Mr.. Rogers spied several Spanish
dollars. Upon this he went to digging
Justify, and did not give up till he hal
hauled out coins, chiefly Spanish doub.
looms, Of more than $4,000 value. No
doubt It was buried by Capt Kidd or some
OF his pirate kin"
mo doubt" thought my grandfather, as
he put down the paper with q slight ner-
vousness. In a week he wal sgain facing
the storms Of the ocean, enrichlng his EN-.
ployers by his skill and toll, till infrmities
finally drove him high and dry on shore.
There, in due time, he died Il old age, leav
ing little to his family, except the pirates
cutlass which three generations OF boys
have used in their juvenile training" and
which, rus,ed and blunted, may now be
seen in the office OF his reat grandson, q
lawyer OF New York.-NeW Bedford Sda-
dad.
TIE best Interests OF hura lity depend on
the good health Of our women fol. 8, and yet
thu ~ with brlghteat infellncIE seem IN Su[rer