New-York tribune., 1884-01-27

beyond inspired that feeling-Whlch seemed 10
bring us closer than ever the land could nave done
She mast have guessed If she put herself in my
company in that way that should make love 70
her and she let me do never had she suffered
before: and after a while won from her the ai-
mission had made up my mind to get from her. IL
came rs We stood for a minute or two looking at the
sea- Just abaft the man-rlggng, where the shadows
of the mainsail threw deep gloom upon tile deck
| had her hand in both minc and win my llps I"
her ear asked her tn tell me she loved me JUST 10
speak the wOrtls-that might be- sure her heart was
mine. surer than ever could he by looking INTO hei
eyes. ,,.., Ill :,
her hand and in her voice. AVE you such iaiIh
in cords! But since you wish NE 10 speak; oh;
Jack! am afraid do love YOU you are wicked
boy to have brought me to this confession, but
cannot help myself
Well, whether she liked it or not. had kissed her
before the last syllable of her answer was fairly on
her darling lips; | was Just fir tn jump clean over
board in the excess of my joy. Why, had actually
won her hcart-wOn her fairly to love me and 10
confess it-ay. and to confess is in such q manner
that by the words. by the tremor of tho voice. the
whole yielding of herself in the Significance of the
answer, the sweet and beautiful truth of il was as
plain to me rs the slice Of silver moon that sym
bOlzed rs she looked down upon that silent ship.
and upon the two young lovers her deck, the first
passage of u sentiment that was TO become, like II,
full orbcd in time and rs pure too. Won her ="
love me and to confess il Think of that sHd by
Jack seymour Of this beautiful Australian glrl
whom but few months before he had hardly dared
to lift his most secret dreams 20,
It took some time tO collect my mind, 10 thlnk
reasonably TO talk, in short il was not stark,
staring lunatiC: were then walking the deck,
and nv hearts delight all her confusion gone, all
her embarrassment yanshed-thanks 10 the tender
cover of the darkncss-was talking 10 me win n
glad. light note in her voice, aud sort of freedom
and ease, if sonnet hing that had been between US
removed, if she felt her heart fairly beating
mine NJ last.
ing; "yOu told me yOu wanted TO talk e. me rcri-
ously. and YOU have. yOu bad boy ana aI5" IN
tented to talk to yor seriously; for what have you
sltra fpPfn tleg a - \
tralia. What are your plans! have never liked
10 ask you this question before, but do not mlnd
doing now, SAID she, with uttlc u3 lug away ol
her rich voice.
"M} plans. darling. are to marry you,"' said I.
"Oh.h she exclaimed q frightened way =" hut
You mustn't talk like that; you may Say You love
me. hut you mustn't drerA, ri marriage." 49,
why, Elorcnce-coniound.- .-;Ihem! not drta@ ::
think I love YOU for. but to be your humbc,
ad1riug husband TIL death parts ns'
frightened way; hut couldut tunA oi marrying
yOu without papa consent
Well. my darling. we must get it, said feel
ing. somehow. rs Il Murphy damp Swap hil Dr'h
lung at my head aud that it had penetrated to my
soul
Il would go on loving you forever, Jack. but
never could become your wife without pal'as per-
mission said she. IN voice of such pIaintiNr mel
ody that the ycarning wash of the water a al0ng>de;
and the complaining of the light hr"cz" rs = s!gc
into the gIOOming folds overhead. seemed the httcst
accompaniment IN the world for II.
"Theu. Florence" SAID !. "y0u ma. write home
10 yOur father from Sydney; tell Inn am WIN
Won tell hIm we rCs0lccd 10 mnrry that you can
only consent TO return To England ~ my Witc; ana
that letter. coming on top of Xonr aun report Oh
Mr. Moreeomhc, viii bring ~ his consent.
" He will be more easily influenced ny Aunt l)a-
maris than by me-" said Florence. " Oh, jack l
wish she knew who you were! As MT E2Grtoh sue
thinks Won delightful persOn--she does indeed.
" But if YOU tell her who ! am, Florence, sald !.
- the good impression ] have produced VIII De
swallowed up in the earthquake the news would
produce in her soul will it not he wiser for me to
ro sta inn l
brought her esteem to such height tlat discovery
won't affect her = 80.
conccitcd bOyW
q don't Knew, but l can try. What made her
shift her seat to-day She pumped me violently;
asked me If was connection ot LORD fgert"h !
who my father was! and so forth Ny darling,
don't think me puppy Tor the ioa th1t ,hc pat me
INTO my head, but, upon my word and hohot' me
anxiety she showed to find ont all about me- my call
ing my social position. my relations and SO iorth"a
quite enough to cause me to believe thlt Sho
wouldn't object to a match between us
" | thought the same thing when Shc was t3lIIng
about you after dinner said Florence.
We'll" said /, lifting the little nand under my
arm 10 my mouth 4" if | persuade her 10 beiieYc
me good enough for my treasure, As Jack Egerton'
NAV | not hope ultimately to prove myself better.
rs Jack Seymour suppose my secret Is stlll ours
bv the timr we reach sydney she has invited me
to call upon her thcro. she prolonSS my chance OF
improving her friendship But suppose ! were to 60
10 her now and say: Miss Damarls, INV name Is
not Egcrton, but seymour; | am the young man
whom my darlings papa objects to- have no noble
blood in me whatever; nun reSpectaDle-tlat
ALL; what would happen IhcT3d be the biggest
domestic fare-ip that took place on the ocean.
She'd shove herself between uS for the rest or tne
voyage and barricade her doors against me when we
arTi ced ut Sydney have good three months vet
to make her love me as yOnng man So my daIl-
ing Florence am sure had better REMAIN Mr.
EgCrtOn for the present
=" Very well, Jack" sad she, nave your own
way; but what are your plans
"Aiy plans I" / answered; do you mean when
we reach AustrallaT =
why. l shall live as close to you as can and
see you as often as you'll let me- ana wait Tor your
fathers permission
sOh. how obstinate aud determined you are :.
suppose papa orders me to return home
"Jack goes with his hearts delight trust hlm.
Wherever she Is he Is there Is oh'y one person III
this world of millions who can separate me from
" Who is that" says she. in whisper OF wonder.
Florence Hawke SAID L.
4 tightening OF her hand upon my arm was her
answer to TINS. | proceeded; Ny angel lovers
have no plans they exist by chance and on Chance:
We are together at this moment by chance, auN
you will be my own glorious little wife by chance.
Gould have planned Morccombe sea-SickncSS' ms
0uItting the ship drunk. your aunt fears and re-
spect for me hecaus she thinks he told me- the story
OF the conspiracy against your darling heart No.
do not ask me what my plans are. nave none;
God who loves honest. young. iOylng hearts VIII
dispose of US. let me propose ~ ple1Sr. II you
viii be true to me. my own Florence, NY wife you
are sure to be in the end. VIII you bc truef VIII
YOU always love ne, my darling
We were in the deep shadow Ot the maln'ali again,
the right place for holy cOniirmht0ry kiss; IL AS
given and taken, whilo, Captain jackson ana i thg
officer of he watch talked loudly at the othcr cna
of the poop, and while the helmsman stood black
against the stars that sided mp and down softly
past the tarail and while the canvas aloit came m
to the masts with kind OF sigh asaInSJ the Iolus OF
darkness up there and the exquisite white strip OF
new moon swung in the deep indigo of the sky
above the tOpsail yard-arn. Presently, We were
again quietly pacing the deck, and king thus
Dd you know, Florence, that your aunt i married
III heaven y
No: who married her there. Jack =
She did not say. Probably hcT husband Will be
one of those angols who are continually crying.
Just before that swab came down the skylight she
youth who sleeps in Sydney, and whose gr2ye she
has regularly visited once month Tor thirteen
years