The times and democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1881-current, 1886-04-08

broke, Julian Lorraine saw ali that surVlVed
of the ship and her freight.
Himself four sailors, thre, women and
baby in arms!
Tho sailors were pulling. not from the
hop. of reaching land, but to keep the boat
head to the waves. The mother, with her
child clasped 10 her breas!, anil tie two
other women, were croucLing i'll til, stern
sheets.
In the boat were dozen biscuits and
small keg Of watsr.
With the light, all turned to Lorraine for
advice and aid. He was man or cor1-
manding presence, to whom people OF
lower organization would naturally turn N
difficulties. He assumed the responsibility.
He told the men 10 step the mast and
hoist what sail they thought safe. nni then
to steer as close to the wind as possible.
He assured them that land was not far OF.
His ONLY reason, he informed me, Tor taking
this course was that he hated the labor OF
rowing. ANY hope Of their lives being
saved he secuted.
However, before nightfall they did reacn
land-a bare rock. lut land.
By this tirre one Of the women was lying
in the bottom Of the boat, moaning, Ike
ore In agony. Her companions of the same
sex were exchanging frightened glaness
The poor taing was carried ashores and tne
true state Of affairs communicated to the
men. A tent or screen was, by the aid OF
the sail and ths oars, hastily rugged up, and
in an hours time there were ten human
beings, instead Of nino, on that barren rock.
But not for long. Before the morning
the number was tho Same as when they
landed, only that the place Of one OF tho
women was taken by crying, prematurely-
born infant.
The rough mon and women did what they
could for the poer little wretch The
woman with the nursing baby gave 1t
portion Of what wss rightfuliy her own
child's.
This, ir Julian Loraine's opinion, was enc
most rash and misplaced expression OF false
sentiment he had ever met with.
Toward the evening Of that day they
scrared q grave for the mother. They did
not I'LL it up at once, thinking that by and
bye the child must be laid in her arms.
At one tine it seemed JLab it must be so.
The sailors and the wamea, no doubt, think
ing that gentleman IS nearer heaven than
themselves, brought tho poor little wailing
atom to Lorraine, and asked him to christen
it
With death so closs at hand to all it was
not worth whilc making any demur; but l
can fancy the mans cynical smile as he
sprinkled waser from large shell on tho
child's heal. He. Julian Lorraine, doing a
priests duty, anl doing it for the pleasure
OF other peop!el
However, So far al he knew how he bap.
tiz,d the child, anJ thinking that name
was indispensable with q kind of grim
buuor christenei him, for 1t was boy,
Julian F..
After all no ono els, die1. not oven the
g.ly.born baby. The next day sail
hove in sight. Such sigma as the ship
wrecked party could make were seen, AMI
men. women and babies were sooa IL safety
ON board hom, ward-bouii SHIP
Not one, not even her fellow-passengers,
knew the name or any thing about the wo-
man who had died. Her clothes. such as
she wore, bore no mark Her husband, if
on board, had gone down in the Black Swan.
What was to become of the childs i a
Lorraine settled this Perhaps be thought
the child lad certain ridiculous claim
upon him. He was no niggard with his
money. He told some one-he would. not
haye taken the trouble to see about it him
salrss-to find q curnfo fortsbles sd,ori1o 'fef
child, and to apply to him when money was
wanted. Then he went his way, and lived
for years as he chose.
Every now and then, when her paymas-
ter was in town, the woman who had charge
of the child yentured to bring him to see
his benefactor. Sometimes the benefactor
scowled, sometimes smiled his cynical
smile and took notice of the little boy, who
was called by his baptismal name, Master
Julian. When the hoy was z years of age,
Julian Lorraine sent instructions that he was
to be forwarded to Herstal Abbey, Somer.
setshire. Having been told by the goo1
people about him that the grand gentleman
he now and again saw was his frther. he
addressed him by that endcaring term.
Juliau Lorain,, no doubt, starel ead
laughed, but he said nothing forb.diing the
appellation being used. So to himself and
the world the boy was Master Julian, only
son of Julian Lorraine, Of Herstal Abbey.
What strange freak induced the man to
nresent namelsss child, of humble aud un-
known parents, to the world as his son /
shall never know. Ihave tried to think it
WGS C1lcSllOh lOholu VIC OH
the need even his own nature felt Of somo-
thin. he could love and call his own; but /
cannot think So It may have beon pure
cvnicisul. He may some dav have wanted
to turn round anl say: "Wlrlt is hirihl
Sec. lake this low-born brat, bring him
up rs a gentleman, aud every one think,
hit, born to tho station!' 1t may have been
q basef motive, that OF revenge. shall
never know.
The boy grew up. He passed. from the
stage Of Master Julian to that Of Mr..
Julian, or young MIR. Lorraine; yet his re-
puted father kept the sccret-kept it until
tue boy was 10, and, like many other boys
of that age who nre only son; of rich
fathers, began to give himself airs. Then
one summers evening, whom the man and
the boy. we're sitting over their claret,
Julian Lorraine thought fit to relate, even
more fully than have given it above, the
story OF the wreck and the history OF the
child born on that rock.
And for Twas the boy to whom he told
it-turnel deadly pale and gaspel for breath.
l believe had never really Lowell the man
whom supposed to he my fath,r; his was
not a lovable nature. Often unl .ft,n
had reproachel myself for my lack of llial