Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1885-04-15

lays passed ere 4AN snip toNAA make
/ any progress 81 her course. owing u
ballinu winds and currents The wind
became colder, and from truck 20 deck
she was 50 sheeked With ice that i was
hard 70 work her sails and rigging. O.
the bow. thc figure Of the good Apollo,
/ which was made Of wood, and was hoI-
! low. became filed with salt water. which
had frozen. aud now threatened 70 burst
| the image asunder.
/ One morning. therefore, the captain
had the statue brought t. the afEer-deck.
| It was, however, 50 badly cracked ii
many places that the carpenter said il
was not worth repairing that it might
as well be thrown overheard The head
with the ice il II had dropped Of, split
asnnder, as il BY d wedge. and the rest
/ Of the image was almost ready to burst
apart.
| Meanwhile, the white maiden was often
on deck. Her childlike manners, sweet
smiles and sparkling eyes, frequently
drew young Roberts to her side When
he looked sad and gloomy, on account
Of the little impression be made on her
she would only laugh.
Roberts, the captain would say 20
the second officer, she Is too white 70
have much heart. Take care.
But the young man. fascinated, still
! followed her like q faithful dog. He
seemed able TO interFet her slightest
wish He knew BY the movements Of
her lips when she WAS thirsty, and
would bring the incest snowballs when
they were to be had, for her to SID with
her dainty tongue. She did not seem TO
care for water. tt was always snow,
snow, snow, that she wanted. At her
meals even, she must have snow-cake
on her plate.
She loved the snow-shc reveled she
laughed Ia it.
Oh how queer and yet how charming
she looked, when the flakes were falling
standing on tip-t0e to catch them In her
little mouth And it seemed eff the
snow loved her Attimes the sailors
were startled to SEQ thousands of the
white fakes circling about her head. Al.
though this might have happened to any
one standing ia snow whirlwind, yet
the superstitious seaman would shake
their heads, and mutter something about
frost spirits coming to lead ships TO their
destruction ID the Ice
Waiting often on the little maiden,
Roberts like to see her frosty shoes ulim-
mer, as she tripped about the desk ia the
snow. One night bis ardent words were
poured thick and fast into her white ear,
and although she could not understand q
word Of English, she must have heard
the beating OF his heart, and have known
that he was declaring his love.
She nodded the snow with her nimble
fingers, put something IN her hand. and
vanished He looked 1t tile thing she
had given him, and perceived that it was
the image Of heart made Of snow.
No misunderstanding thisl she meant
that her heart was cold TO him. He
became pale and thin-tho ghost Of his
former self and So absent and thought
ful as to slight his duties. Still he
could not shake of the strange spell Of
the white maiden, and he followed her
like 4 slave. The captain, guessing the
cause Of bis snd neglect Of duty, sternly
ordered him to keep away from the girl
in future
But the youth disobeyed them, and
few nights after bis rejection, be again
stood ~ the white maiden.
The ship now lay anchored near the
coast Of an island, close to Frobisher
strait. She could proceed no further st
present, on account Of the ice ahead of
her, and Captain Robinson, tired Of his
useless search, on this courge. had re-
solved to change il for another, next
morning
sBetter throw that fgurchead OF
Apollo overheard, Z he had said to Rob
erts. who had the watch as he went below.
The image Of the wooden Apollo lay
near the round house, aft, but Roberts
had forgotten about it. the moment the
white maiden came on deck. All the
other officers were beI0w-the ship being
Ct anchor and every one of the crew.
save lookout, who sat halt asleep in
the galley, were ia the forecastle.
Tie snow was falling. and the charm
inc girl-waif stood ankle deep in it by
the captain, as the infatuated young
sailor took his place By her side.
When an hour later, man came on
deck 20 relieve his shipmate, the lookout,
Roberts, in his long cloak and slouchcd
hat, still was there b the capstau, trying
to talk to the white maiden.
Twenty minutes later, peering from
the galley, the watcher beheld Roberts
alone BIZ the capstan, his campanion,
probably, having gone below. Struck
by the moti0nIess. statue Ike attitude Of
the young man. the lookout approached
him.
The rim 81 the hat and the high cloak
collar nearly concealed the face, but, by
the lanterns light. the sailor saw some
81 ff. the CHASTITY. almost dazzling.