News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1886-04-08

poys nanu, eAactly as MllIy udu pro-
phesied.
~ knowed ltr' muttered the child
, gazing after him with shining eyes; Sc
knowed twas her pa2' But an impa
tient ''Paper, boyl" brought him to his
senses, and in short time, with arms
empty but heart and pocket full, he
rushed in upon his brother, cold and
hunger alike forgotten.
81 done it, Toni I sold every one,
Here's the money" and quite shower
of coppers and nickels, to say nothing
of the silver dime and quarter, ratified
out upon the bed.
Toms wan face frightened at the
sight.
"Why, you little clipper" he cried
gayly, "who'd "a thought it! Come,
reel off your yarn. quick, and then let's
have grub; I'm as hungry as dolphin. "
"Well, twas all the little lady's do
ms, you see," began Jimmy, and told
the story you already know, displaying
the red comforter as triumphantly as a
conqueror displays his trophies.
At the very minute Milly sat, MUNICH
ing bon bon, upon the arm of her
fathers easy chair before the CRATE,
while he, lying back luxuriously in
dressing gown and slippers, with the
Transcript" across his knee, looked
teasingly into her face.
''Whom did I buy my paper of
Bless the child what curiosity How can
tell now, I'd like to know? let's see,
though-hml He was little, and pathe-
tic, and dirty, with big blue eyes, and a
beautiful red comforter, much like
yours"
He glanced laughingly at his wife
here, for this comforter was one of
those things they liked to joke about in
private: but Milly jumped up and down
with pleasure.
sit was-oh, papa, it was him! He
really, really knew you'll Oh, how per-
fectly splendid!" and, all in breath,
she told the pleasant story of the after
noon, while her fathers eyes grew ten
der, and the glances exchanged with
ills wife were so full of love and hap
piness that neither could be quite con-
tent until she had perched upon the
other arm, while the happy man enfol-
ded them both in what he merrily call
ed cripple hug"
| Weeks slipped by, while Jimmy con-
tinued to sell papers, with varying but
eVer-lncreasing success. and Tom rapidly
regained health and strength, to finally
ship again as deck hand on board a
| great vessel which was to carry grain to
Southern France, and return God will
ling) loaded with the rich wines and
| luscious fruits of that favored country.
| "You can earn enough to pay the
rent, Jimmy" said his brother, as they
talked it all over, land Mother Jen-
kins says you shall share her bite and
sup so long as they last, and Pll pay
when we drop anchor in the bay again.
There, there, boy! keep up q good
heart; it won't be for long, you know"
But Jimmy cried nearly all night; it
was so lonesome with Tom gone. Then
bright thought checked the tears, and
he slept peacefully. Next morning the
thought returned, and, acting upon it,
he crept out of bed, took the precious
red comforter from his own little shelf
and, folding it, with a loving touch,
s7-sSea, Ut noe-yet corded, stood 'by
the bed.
'Tt's all I've got to give him."
thought Jimmy, sadly, s'and it'll keep
him warm when he stands-watch these
cold nights"
So, all unknown to Tom, the warm,
red length of comfort went with him,
to help the battle against cold and
storm, while Jimmy was left to fight
the colder world and stormier fate at
home.
Another great vessel, very different
from the clumsy concern Tom sailed in,
lay in the bay week later-a steam
ship, with flying pennons, decks gay
with people, and enough shiny wood,
gliding, and mirrors to have furnished
dozen houses; an ocean passenger
steamer bound for Havre, and freighted
with a thousand souls, and the ten
thousand things necessary to their COM
| fort. Upon one of its decks stood Mr.
and Mrs. Wentworth and Milly. They
were going to France for the lady's
health, while Milly was to have an out
ing, and learn from Natures great
school for a while.
About three days out the weather be-
came very unpleasant; rain and chilling
fog We'd with tempestuous wind and
storm to delay their course; but the
luxurious ship-a world in itself-laugh-
ed at old Oceans moods, and plowed
however, far worse for draught-vessels,
often over loaded and ill-managed, and
| dependent upon wind and tide for their
speed and safety. But Milly never
thought of these as, glorying in her per-
feet immunity from sea sickness, she
roamed the great steamer, fore and aft,
making friends with passengers and
crew, and asking questions which often
made the latter scratch their heads in
perplexlty.
They were about week out, and far
from either shore; the fog had lifted,
and a brilliant morning sun lighted the
broad, comparatively smoothe expanse
of sea. The Captain, glass in hand, was
slowly scanning the horizon, and Mllly,
| close by, with no lens but those of her
keen young eyes, scanned it with equal
dignity and care About s. S. w. his
glass came TO sudden stand-still, then
he took it from his eyes, and was eager
| ly rubbing the lenses. when the watch
suddenly sang out, "Sail ho2"
"Where away2" cried the Captain, re-
adjusting his glass.
'To leeward," came the prompt reply,
and in a moment the two were consult
| ing in eager tones.
Soon after, the steady plum ging of
the engines grew slower, then almost
ceased; boat was lowered; gentlemen
passengers began to climb to elevated
places and gaze through their own
glasses, and she heard one say:
Eyes; it's an open boat-evidently q
small one, too. See! they are going to
the rescue It's well the fog lifted when
it did, or we would never have sighted
them in the world"
The excitement increased, for every
incident becomes an event in the mono
tony of sea life, and especially every
thing that speaks of danger and ship
wreck.
MiIly watched them lower away the
boat and man it, the officer descending
last of all, and giving the orders which
caused each upraised oar to drop as if
run by machinery, sending the little
craft cutting swiftly through the waves;
then, throwing her glance beyond it for
the first time, she saw speck against
the sky-a black streak. with fiery tip,
apparently-could that be the lost boat2
Supported on the taffrail by her fathers
arm. she could now see that the fiery tip
was really flag, or pennon, floating
from the masthead, and at last could
make out the shape of the boat, and
even the few figures within it. Then
the ships boat reached it; the figures
bobbed about, mixing themselves indis-
tinguishably, after which the life-saving
craft put about and came rapidly ship
rro-5s +ouipcr tha other in ifs wake A