Saturday press. [volume] (Honolulu, H.I.) 1880-1885, 1884-03-15

The fag-tnan had been in hurry, and had not
known What made the things so heavy I
ifowned at the swindle, but they said all was
fair with pedder- and own was glad the
things were well out Of Richmond But when
] said thought It was mean trick, Line and
Sarah looked demurc, and asked what in the
world would have them do with the old
things Did expect them to walk down
10 the bridge themselves with great parcels to
throw into the river as | had done by ruias
OF course il ended, as such things always do
by my taking the work m my own shoulders.
told them to tie up all they had in as small
parcel as they could, and bring them TO me-
Accordingly, the next day, found a hand.
some brown paper parcel-not so large. con.
siderng and strangely square, considering
which the minxes had put together and lc0 on
my office table. They had great frolic over
H. They had not spared red tape nor rcd
wax. Very official it looked, indeed, and on
The left-hand corner in Sarah's boldcst and
most contorted hand, was written, "Secret
service" We had great laugh over their
success. And, indeed, I should have taken
it with me the next time went down to the
lredegar, but that happened to dine one
evening with young Norton, Of our gallant
little navy, and very curious thing he told us.
We were talking about the disappointment
Of the combined land attack. did not tell
what upset poor Schaf's horse indeed, | do
not think those navy men knew the details OF
the disappointment. O'Bhcn had told me- in
confidence, what have written down pro.
badly for the first time now. But we were
speaking, in general way, of the disappoin.
ment. Norton finished hi. cigar rather
thoughtfully, and then said Well, fellows,
it is not worth while to put it in the news.
papers, but what do you suppose upset our
grand naval attack the day the Yankee gun.
boats skilled down the river so handsomely p
Why" said Allen, who is Nonon's best.
beloved friend, "they say that you ran away
from them as fast as they did from you.
"Do they ?" said Norton, grimly. "Tf you
say that I'll break your head for YOU.
Seriously, men" continued he, "that was a
most extraordinary thing. You know was
on the ram. But why she stopped when She
stopped | knew as little as this wine-glass
does; and Calender himself knew no more
than |. We had not been hit We were all
| right as a trivet for all we knew: when,
Slsree she began blowing off steam, and we
stopped dead, and began to drift down under
those batteries. Calender had to telegraph
to the little Mosquito, or whatever Walter
called his boat, and the spunlsy little thing ran
down and got US out of the scrape. Walter
did it right well ; If he had had a monitor
under him he could not have done better. OF
course we all rushed to the cngine.room.
What in thunder were they at there All they
knew was they could get no water into her
boiler.
Now, fellows, this is the end of the story.
As soon as the boilers cooled off they worked
all right on those supply pumps May be
hanged if they had not sucked in, somehow, a
long string Of yarn and cloth. and IL you uill
believe me, wire Of some woman's crinoline.
And that French folly of sham empress cut
short that day the victory OF the Confederate
navy, and old Davis himself can't tell wher
we shall have such chance again r'-Ed,0aya
| Eye,eH Hale.