New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1884-03-30

though under their breath tor the senSe y, Glo Sb
man behind the bulkhead there dropped IKE q husn
nnon them He died that night. Ii was as Diack 81
Mitch on deck the seas breaking over the Drlf tno
The wind thick with salt water ana squalls OF ram
and 7 went into the deck-hOuse to take the shelte:
of il for a spell and when there Thought u sup ~
10 the mates berth, and see how he dld' khockeu'
Int Aunt Damars said: He'll be 700 ieeole 10 an
swer yOu he could scarcely speak To Florence wheh
she was with him, about TWO nouns ~ ~
opened the doorand went III, anu SP th dnrl win
liph of the lamp lying along iho u'TS, mcL
his face down and his arms stretche 94t' I" t
he was in faint that he had wanted help, anu goG
ont of his bunk and fallen down lpL .o snIgish
syyooned; till looked close ana saw slu-sls,n
black trickc on the plank his mouth was asalest
ard then turning him gently knew ny 'lio H.
feel of him that be stOne-dcad Ior lc ig'uiS
f a cornsr that's Qro wing cold is thing n"J edsIy
mistaken. God knows bow ne came W 10 o' 81,
deck: there may have come 10 MN % 90 he lad
that routed him the edge OF ms DUNK "a . co.,
risen Ia summon help, being too iccOIc 10 S'J" -
il; anyway there he was, dead 50 ralScu h,aI'
finding him shockingy hght' iitoI Inn again;
than n skeleton. and put HIM INTO lis Ounh at' h
and then inst giving the news to Florence a'I n.a
aunt IA / stepped past, told couple on nluS ="
Law alt with hammock AMI needles anu win, %
stitch the poor fellow up, ana carry n'!i " ,yimg
ward for the sailors last toss "ueh 'lio iii0i9
came. -. l.. .1lo, mn Of all
fine NIGHTS that | had passed at sea none had GNGl
found me detected, 80 ANXIOUS 50 oppiG;SSoo ;n
mind ms that one. was weak enough to lma8IHho
some dreadful i'll soon to betall US ana tnd M
distress of my spirits was pTeSen llneht Oh IT. o
truth is was .heavily weighed down by the se.oS
of m
all the lives aboard this brig and as II aV W.
not enough Of them so infinitely precious ~ ,o
that the value Of 1T made 9 Oh oft
wears old and who for three years han sCuIcctl
ewes on the sea- to stand up under lhey say tiaI
the need of preserving the HE OF one 9'dl W -
puts nerve into YOU, and will give you KIND OF pre-
| ternatnral strength when yOu want IT: Inns may
be true of novel heroes, but ts 1aise II sal V, i
Wbv if il hadn't been for Florence being with me
| f N known she was safe at hOme-Pd have t0und
our shpwreck and what followed m tne Island anu
aboard the brig little more tina triliIng sen inc
dent. No. it was the thoughts .. H tnat KIP tPt nj
| Worrying. Oh, mates, 1t was true enough Il'tL
might forget her hardShips ana peru III tno iy 60
presence gave me when was IN th" caDih ttikIng "
her fondnng her, making her look at me- thdt
might see her heart shining IN her DeaaIliul Eyes
INF IL was otherwise when. on that black evening"
| ID sion 10 peer mt her through deck house win
| dow and then carry my gaze away to the NOTION
| less bacLncss overhead, IN which the prlg SptIs
were no more to be than had she been a GUS
| masted hulk; and watch the Jump OF hcr, "lilGu
Won might have followed by noticing the 9iVo Vi tio
black outline forward into the talnt' glIT1er ~
swirl she hove up in yeast and snow ana lls,tn !"
fine wild raving of the wind aloit, and the TattIhS
of spray, falling upon the decks IKE thunder
shower: and think of the tall, light null driving
| dead TO leeward as though she would nave me
| understand that favOrlng Wlnd coulu DO" 10
urge her forward but that the last aove"o 3ieen n
that followed would settle her back to the old spot
again and 80 leave nothing under heaXen 10 hol
for but the rescue from passing snip YET lno.Gn
| NV bodng was the most reasonable thng III tue
| world. | don't forgive myself for 1T II was IN;
sailorly and I'll not resent your sheerS thoueh II
| ask You to remember that had paSSeu hhlVuE .
| enouqh anxiety to strain my nerves cruelty tduti
| and that my having command OF the brig forced
more harassing thought into me than was llNely 10
trouble the Others who looked to my brains to maui
them clear of their jeopardy. and not TO their own
| Next morning found the weather unchanged save
| +bot thc wind was blowing a point easterly.
The sea had somewhat increased IN height, ana th9
| brig was rolling with her decks tull OF water n"u
| the we'll sounded the moment | came on deck ouI
found the vessel stanch which accepted almost as
| n miracle for she had been laborng heavily for
many hours, and her creaking and grooming might
have made any man believe that she Was MptA.hhS
| all the oallum ont of her. lhe maze brought Cllo
water-line within mile OF us. SOmers was on deck'
and he said to me: Most onlucky weather tins sir'
| antiv again | allow We've done nOthcn for the
last three days but drift back to where we started
| from; and With the height o side the Salrey Jane
| shows, We may reckon we've done all TWO Hlle ah
I've made up my mind, sOmers,' said l, when
| we've buried your poor mate to up helm ana use
This wind It's idle trying for Austria ia. Ay, and
# II be idle trying for the Cape There's nothing LOT
it but to try and run INTO hne WeatiS anu soo
n Gale of wind astern should we tetch the Austria
Ian coast in six weeks No; and yet we nave put
six weeks provisions aboard, living as we 90 now
ON half allowance which. if it weren't tor "a oit OF
plckled goats meat now andagain, ana those craos
which will be all gone shortly. either through oelhB
deyOured or putrelylng, WOuIu pLeI'S h0"l'S ''i
well he replied, with slow look round l
think we're abont right, MIR. Seymour, sir. II we
cant oct more provisions there's nOthen 10 be done
with the brig by sailing of her. When the vessel as
we spoke was willn' for to take us a39atG anu eT
the Sairey Jane 60 was agn that oHer DecauH aus?
see the poor mato didn't relish the notion OF giving
M; but he's gone and onless we want TO follow
him, dunno that we could do better nan snip our
selves aboard the first craft may be willing To
take u.s.
Just so,' said !; and look at the brig is she
worth salying? there's not 4 ha'porth OF cargo IN
her and question if she'd fetch fifty pounds at an
auction She's only fit to scuttic, 50 as not 10 DC III
the way of the navigation 1on gft no tp, or TO
and though Pve promised TO SUCK 10 her IL you anu
the Others who formed her crew refuse to leave her.
Pm too anxious to get clear OF her not 10 earnestly
hope you wish the same thing
an don't think yell find us willin To stop
| This answer was to my fancy; tor-contOund inc
fellow II had really believed that he and his mates
would stick to the brig II only for the wages tneN
take up when they got ashore; aud the promise, l
had made to stay with him. If could get nobody
from passing ship to navigate the old hnlk, stuck
i'm my throat and the most lndlgestlDle memory
| that ever hung III lump IN my Hind tlli NllIiam
Soma7s gave me that answer Well, we all went to
| breakfast at about quarter before d Inc ooy ne
longing to tho Sarah jane VINO walIe1 upou us III !
| the cabin came aft with the tea, aud Florence aud
| her aunt emerged from their berth. Inc hrst thng
the old lady SAID was to ask me II we were making
! any progress toward Australia.
Not an atom, SAID !. II were bound anywhere
| at all it's to the island we're from,
NV gracious she squealed, and Florence stretch
/ ing ont her hands, cried
| Oh Jack, what are we to d0T
! made nv darling sit down by me, and explained
, to her and her aunt that the WIND was "i HH
| strong from the east that an eaStery vino, like
CAT has nine lives; that We were not sailing at all
but drifting dead to the westward; that tn,
! weather was as thick as mud and looked rs II II
meant to keep so, and that when we buried -" mate
/ intended to square away for the Cape Of Good
Hope.
And suppose the wind should change and blow
from the west, said Aunt Damarls.
r Mis- UovkeI | rcplied. there's no use in sup
, posng. Let me give you some of this tea. Lord 4
looks very yellow this mOning-quIte forecastl'
. tea | declare But no matter; We must consider
: milk bilious, and imagine that the doctor ma
| ordered us not to drink It.
This part Of fearful voyage would not be Sc
4 very very awful, if we had only more clothes,
/ moaned my poor little pet.
, There's no use complaining Florence, SAID Aun