New-York tribune., 1883-11-04

What man worth five pounds week Wouiu hooP
at sea as q sailorp
aAy, abuse it! abuse it, my ladp he shouted.
"Pm your man to follow every syllable Win
breathless enjoyment. Oh, for tho privilege OF
spread-eagling the rogues who write books about
the nautical life, and make it appear pleasant call
ing! Have they dwelt with the sailor in his fore
castleP have they ever spent two hours in passing
lec-earing as flexible bar of iron, in gale Oh
wind full of ice and the water washing as high as
the lee-coamings of the main-hatchP Can they
show fgure-heads mutilated like ours by weather
that ranges from the roasting aim of the equator
to the kissing snow-whirls and shrickng hurricanes
of the Horn"
He pulled handful of cigars out of his side
pocket put one into his mouth and extended the
others to me.
"Mindp he continued, fourislling his cigar, low
ering his voice. knitting his shaggy brows, ana
speaking with tragic soemnity, don not mean that
the wonderful, ay Jack the thrilling magic OF the
ocean tina drew me as boy"
"I always understood you were sent there r
interrupted
"-To its moaning, stOrm-laden heart" he con-
tinued, slightly cooking his right eye at me, but
taking no further notice of my remark, has
vaaished from my sympathy and love. Davy for
bid, man. Inever hear the sullen thunder of break
ers upon the shore-I never look forth upon the
mighty gray, or violet, or silvGr-blue shadow that
leans it's sweeping line against the haze of the dis
tant heaven-I never watch the majestic process
sion of its towering combers rolling into snow as
they run roaring after one another in the wake OF
the rushing and living storm, without leaping up
of the spirit-an Intoxicating of being about
six years old-a feeling, will say, of triumphant
gadness, as though in the mere presence and voice
of the glorious there something to deepen
and sweeten life at its inmost sOurces and to purify
and ennoblc the spiritual part of me, and OF you,
and of every other living human creature whose
forehead does not slope into idiocy, with nspra-
tions which come very near TO being revelations"
He watched me with an amused face, as if he
should say, Come, my young relative, did you
think | could only talk slang through my nosef
what dye say to this % sample of my parts =
How long have you been in England" q" asked
hardly knowing what to make of this singular and
certainly striking compound that was sitting and
smoking before me and calling itself my uncle.
Near upon eighteen months"
q And when do You returnT
Rcturn-whcrel ?"
"Where YOU come FROM" said I.
"When die" he answered I'm here for the
remainder of my natural life, and let me hope that
your British customs will let it keep natural Yes.
Stree Tn here to fix. I have house at Clifton,
near Bristol, close to the GOrGe-dyo know the
Gorge 7-somcthing to save me many journey out
of this shallow little kingdom; as ! never look
down into it without reckoning myself abroad in
q nation Of real scenery. In my house, Jack, you'll
find an aunt and two cousins who'll be heartily glad
to make the acquaintance Of so fine and manly
bcauty as Won. and who'll like you none the worse
for knowing what the smell of tar resembles"
thanked him.
When can you come"
"Will next Monday do r. said /.
"To-day will do better. There is fast train at
6. We can meet at Paddngton, and travel to-
gcthcr. How long dye need to pack up your silver
buckles and pomatumT r
Now that day would have suited me as well as
any other. | had nothing to do, and was eager to
get out of the sickcning, swetering atmosphere of
London. But my dignity was worth something too
II would not do 10 jump too eagerly into the arms
of tn is uncle and his family Let them talk Of me
little thought /, before heave in view that may
get some kind Of Importance out of their curiosity
So said should not be able to leave London be-
fore Monday, on which my uncle answered: +" All
right SHIT yourself. We'll look out for you on
Monday" and gave me his address on n card.
inquired how hc had managed to find out where
| lived.
an tell YOU" said he and he began long story
of how some months ago he took directory and
noticed that there were three Thomas SeymOurs
without the Suthcrland) on whom he called but
found none of them the man he wanted; how he
worked his way down through older directories
until he came across Thomas Sutherland Seymour
solicitor such and such o street.
"This" said he " | reckoned to be my brother
but when / called at the Office the clerks there
treated me as if had come to make fools of them
They knew nothing of Thomas Sutherland Seymour
TO cut this yarn short, time passed and came to
the conclusion that if my brother alive it was
not the will of Heaven that should find him. My
wife said: 1t you right. You never wrote
to him. and now that yOu arc anxious to see fam
iy face again, Fate steps in, takes . hitch over a
bclayingpin with the hauling part of your wishes,
and stops the tackle from travelling Those"
continued he after little pause, during Which he
had slyly watched the face of astonishment had
put on on hearing that had an aunt who could
talk in that fashion, " We're not exactly her words
but that is no doubt what she meant. Well, yes
terClay came up from Bristol, and in the railway
carriage met young man, and got into talk with
him. One thing led to another. spoke of my
brother, of the bimess of the world when you want
to discover man. and its littleness when you don't
want q man to discover you whats your brothers
name? asked the young gentleman. / told him.
What was he T. said he. solicitor l.
'Wcll' Said he, | know young fellow named John
Sutherland Seymour. l think have heard him say
his father was Il lawyer. IdOnt know his private adj
dress. but nc belongs to "a club am member of,
and if you care to call, have no doubt the porter
will be able to tell you where he lives That's how
found you out, sir r"
Stranger things have happened than that" said
l, and yet it is extraordinary enough that you
should have met with man able to east off the
hanIing part of your wishes and so prove himself
stronger than Fate"
Smiles of that kind recall your old life, hey,
Jack is that why you drag IN the words again and
fonde 'em p He came to the window for air and
said; " Are you in businossl do you do anything
are You getting money in any fashion Z"
" No" / replied. q FIN an idle man, and I'm trying
TO find out whether ought to he ashamed of being