The Irish standard., 1886-11-13
PLUNGED INFO THE SEA.
Pathetic Story Of the Death sad Burial
of Uncle Patrick McNaugher.

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Pathetic Story of the Death sad Burial
of Uncle Patrick McNaugher.
IN. Y. Morning JournalJ
It was four a. 1n The first gray darts OF
approaching dawn shot up in the east and
tinged the murky sky and the throbbing
ocean as the City of Rome plowed relent-
lessly on her course last Tuesday for this
port. In the dim morning twilight
tragedy was being enacted to at least one
person on the steamers deck.
Resting on two black stands near the
steamers bulwark lay sad burden. Il
was tho body Of a passenger laid out on
rough board, loaded with lead at the
heels and covered by the red flag Of the
British Nation. Four blue-cad sailors
stood with cap in hand about the bier
while priest recited prayers for the 70.
pose of the dead mans soul read by the
light of lantern held by sailor
Two beautiful women gazed at the
mournful spectacle. The younger was in
passion of grief. her bosom heaving wiih
convulsive sobs which the otlsr strove in
vain to soothe. She was a beautiful girl.
winsome even in her great grief. Het
black hair hung in disheveled masses ab ut
flushed, well-rounded face, aud her large
blue eyes kept turning beseechingly to-.
ward the clergyman as she kept sxclaiir-
ing:
,.He is not dea.ia O. tell me he is not
dead!'
The father had finished his sacred otfi,es.
The four strong sailors stopped and lifted
one end of the plank was raised high, and
II. 4 anl oAk
foremost, and was heard to plunge into
che sea. The poor distracted girl gave one
gasp and was clasped fainting in the arms
Of the other lady. This lady was Mrs.
Frank Leslie and tne girl YVES E. poor Irish
immigrant, left almost alone ia the world
by the death of her old uncle.
Several years ago Patrick McNaugher
came to this country, and by fragal living
aud hard work acquired a little money.
Last summer he was informed that his
brother Tom had died in Ireland, leaving
one son and one daughter in destitute ci,-
cu1nstances. Mr.. McNaugher's heart was
moved and he hastened to the other side OF
the water to see his niece and nephew.
john sturdy youth, and Rose, a bright,
courageous miss of seventeen, were the
sorrowing orphans who bashfully greeted
their uncle on his arrival. The old man
had no children of his own, and he soon
loved both OF them with Il tenderness he
had never felt before. The pretty Rose
was soon her uncle's favorite, bat Mr.. Nc
Naugher never tired of telling John of tha
great sights be would see in America and
Of the high place he would surely win if he
applied himself to work. In short, the old
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country, and little over week ago the
trio with trunks and bundles might hsys
been seen boarding the City OF Rome at
Queenstown.
The young people were evidently much
frightened al the dangers Of the sea, and
their recent beaea ave.neEt seemed to prey
upon their minds despite the attempts Of
Mr.. AcNaugher to keep them cheerful
Rose clung to her uncle as though he wers
all she had in the world, as indeed he was,
but John was wont to wander listlessly
and sadly about tho vessel Il was tho
charming sight Of the gentle Rose linger-
1nK lovingly about her aged uncle that
first attracted the attention of the wealthy
and klnd-hearted Mrs Leslie.
When two days out at sea heavy winda
frigh immigrant pas assengers. John
McNaugher was nowhere TO be seen. Ha
was discovered later kneeling bare-headed
On thes deck, while the sleet dashed upon:
him, and praying distractedly, When tbs
steward tried to persuade him TO come in
he replied that he must not be interrupted,
a. his goddess, the moon, was angry with
Elm and had hidden her face II took
three strong men to bring him in, when hs
sC5, hot ho hoH tc hA v7Io or,aIi i1.
ohs inhrmary, where he tore every thing to
pieces
Thsre was 10 doubt Of his insanity, and
the incident made deep impresi sion on
all aboard. As for the old uncle, he was
nearly beside himself and the shock must
have caused his death, for he was found
stark and stiff in his berth the next morn
ing, having ruptured blood-vessel.
Thus it happened that while her brother
was raving below and the priest was
chanting requiem over the body of her
uncle, poor Rose McNaugher stood sobbing
on the deck in the gray dawn without a
friend in the world. OF all the hundreds
of passengers on the City of Rome Mrs.
Frank Leslie was the only one to rise and
comfort the hereaved girl at tha5 ocean
burial. The passengers, stimulated by
Mrs. Leslie, made up a purse for Che Or
phan maid of one huud,'eA and fifty dol
lars. She, with her brother, will be kept
by the authorities until the City of Rome
starts again for Europe, when both will lie
taken back.
THE IDLE HOUR.
The Wonderful, New Pleasure Ss<1r Pur-
|Pal Mall Gazette.
In his recent visit to this country Mr.
Vanderbilt. OF New York being struck
with the high finish of the Thames boats
exhibited at tue Naval Exhibition at Liver