The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1885-07-24

Ny grandmother has died, and my
grandfather has sent me to my aunt,
IN Boston, whom I never saw. He
put me in care Of that man on deck.
He did not know him much. I am
afraid of him, and am all alone"
lis that al,?" asked St. Eustace,
with a smile of relief. 1T is very
unpleasant Tor you, of course, but that
fellow can be preve ted from annoy
ing you. Will speak to he captain"
The captain thinks I am in his
care. His name IS Walt Satterthwait
lie is
'Intoxicated. Certainly he is, and
very badly. l wonder Captain Bal
four dosat't notice it. will find HIM
iulmodiatel., Are you quite com
for'abla aic? Let me bring YOU
so.net,ag bo read.
lie unlocked the door of his state
room, and brought her some maya
zines She tried to smile, with her
eyes still red, and to thank him.
II believe l am very home-sick, or
l should not care so much" she SAID,
with a final culver Of the red lips.
''My grandnother's death has broken
up our home, and my aunt l have
never seen in my life
81 am a Boslonian; possibly may
know her. What is your aunt's
name?" asked st. Eustace, taking a
seat.
"Mrs Elinor Peyton, of Chester
Square"
Mr.. st. Eustace smiled.
Are you Peace Estoval?" he asked.
The girl nodded quickly.
"Then L know you very WE'LL"
said her companion, offering his hand.
Il have heard Mrs. Peyton speak Of
YOU. Yon are her sisters child.
She wanted to adopt YOU when your
mother died, but your fathers parents
claimed you.7
Yes"
little, cur,y-headed Peace. Yes,
she told me about yru long ago
said st: Eustace, musinsiy.
"She may have me NOW, said the
girl, sadly.
With the kinIcst motives in the
world, St Eustace spent All hour try
ing to amuse this lonely young girl.
And while he chatted he inncied the
elegant Mrs. Peyton's reception Of so
much beauty and such utter lack of
style.
The girl was in mourning for Eer
grandmother. He fancied that she
had ever been very poor; but there
was a gentlenoss and refinement ma
tive to her that he thought prettier
than any results Of training.
By-and. by he offered his arm for a
promenade ON deck, and, since he
knew her aunt, Peace accepted these
attentions gladly
st. Eustace could not but observe
how very guilcless she was, and grew
tender over her innocence.
He gave her his card; he related
nany items Of her aunt's history, that
if any thoughts Of fear arose they
might be set al rest.
And, ,oking into The sweet, fear
less eyes, he was secretly only too
glad that nc was what he rrofe. e.sed to
bo-irremoAchable in truth and stand
ing.
A few words spoken to the captain
gained for Peace, too, his bluff,
fatherly interest, and her forlorn look
was soon banished,
The sen trip was ful! Of novelty and
pleasure for her, and her prettiness
grew radiant as she yelled to the
fresh and healthtu, Influences around
her.
Walt Satterth Wait fortunately be-
came scasick at once, anI was confin-
ed to his stateroon for the Whole time.
But Peace was IA goood sailor.
Though the boat plunged restlessly
all the first night and beat about to
the incesslnt ringing of the fo4-bell,
she came-t to breakfast with rosy
cheeks and bright eyes.
She soon became tavorite with the
captain, who placed he at his righI
hand, amd constantly encoura ged
and complimentcI her.
The next was a bright and beauti.
full day, and those of The passengers
who were NOT scazick promenaded the
deck in the bright October sunshine
or louueed on settees and camp-chairs
BY marked courtesy, St. Eustacs
succce,Ic, in preventing Peace from
feeling the barrsissment Of beng
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