The Washington critic., 1886-07-15

after good breakfast, OF which "batty
cakes"-gorious symphonies In corn meal
formed the piece ne resistance, we met our
Washington party OF ladies and gentlemen
and embarked for sail to Lynch Island,
up the st. Mary's, about ten miles. 1t was
a congenial party, aud our two "cunno ISL
as the colorcd folks called them, caught
the uncertain breezes aud we. danced over
the waves, Sunday though II was. On the
way up we added to our knowledge OF
georgrnphy and discovered that every land
mark on the river is "Point,u and every
darkey, from Dan to Beershebu, calls them
"P'int." There's Plney pint aud Cedar pint
and Deep pint and Lookout pint and
score or more of the same piece.
"William," said one of the ladies to our
saddle-colored informant, initiating his
pronunciation, "don't they have anything
else down here but pints2"
"Nots knows on, man.
(which is the most popularpr said she.
"Dey's all putty fair, man." said he.
"Piney Pint is the best, isn't it," said
she.
"Yes'm, reckon IT'S" said he; "but
pint oh Ticker am leetle dc mostest gree
able to us sailah men, man, what has to
be out on the salt watah, which hau't fit
ten to drink, man"
No one in the "cunnoo" thought an in
nocent looking darSey would be guilty of
such remark, and the men were so shock
ed BY 1t that one Of them offered him
drink of Apollinarls, which IL was hoped
would strangle him, but we were unfortu-
nate in this regard.
THE TWO ORPHANS.
We reached the Island about noon or Ia
ter and found its only inhabitants, man
with four motherless boys and girls, at
home. This island is ten acres in extent,
is owned by Mr.. Mccullough OF Washing
ton and was formerly controlled by the alb
sent and lamented Howgate, whose arctic
experience enabled him to freeze to so
much that was not his own, that he was
compelled to seek flight in safety, which he
did very successfully as the records will
show. Here Howgate, as King OF the Tipety
Witchety Club, spent SIC, 900 In prelimn-
small clubhouse and other decorations,
and, If Providence had not designed other
wise, he would no doubt have made 1t a
gem In an aqua marine setting. Now 1t is
overgrown with weeds and is lonely as
Blennerhassett's in the beautiful Ohio, but
| 1t has all the possibilities of development,
and its associations though not purely Sun
| day school In tone, have romantic inter-
est that VIII ever make 1t attractive. The
past, however, was forgotten when we saw
those two little orphan girls of the Robin.
| son Crusoe Of the Island. Eva May was
| probably nine and Violet seven; big
black eyed, sallow-sknned, thin-faced
children, quite pretty, quite dirty,
and oh, SO lonely and SO pathetic in
about laughing and talking, bringing
with us:the life, the spirit, the materiaiiza-
tion of the great world beyond, which these
two children only knew by the pictures In the
two or three school readers which lay on a
shackling table, and from which their
father had taught them to read. Their two
brothers were older and not 30 helpless, but
to these two little girls, motheless, and
alone, day after day, growing up with the
| weeds, unkempt, unsougbt, unknown, un-
knowing, one OF them with "headache
nearly all the time" and with only such
coarse food as the father knew how to pre-
| pare, and as one or two farmers families on
the mainland occasionally sent them, our
hearts went out, and when we went away
they had more shining silver pieces in their
little hands than ever they had seen in all
their lives. We took their fathers address,
too, and If we broke the Sabbath by sailing
| that day, the little orphans of Lynch Island
have heard from the Sabbath breakers such
| news that they will add to their prayers
down on the st. Mary's nightly wish, that
every Sunday might be broken so tenderly
| noMEwARp BOUND.
| We started back against head-wnd for
Piney, and having missed our dinner
Dickey complained of hunger
"Why not eat?" said Mrs. G.
"What's to eatYp said Dickey
swell, there's descendant of Ham steer
ing the boat on hard tack,n said she, "and
you might get some of the sand which is
along the shore and let us have peace.n
"And chestnuts seem to be plenty" re-
marked Judge X, with sad and hungry
smile.
We got back in time for supper, how
ever, and after stroll on the beach, Loaf
under the trees, Il little mild flirting in the
Judge, we packed up our goods and chat
tells, paid our bills, told Piney goodbye
and went to meet the Lady of the Lake at
II o'clock for the home trip. | am re-
minded at this "P'int" that the river service
of the Potomac might be greatly improved,
and If John Starn would send q couple o.
his big boats with decent accommodation
around from New York and put them OF
between Norfolk and Washington he would
be declaring ten per cent. semi-annual divi
dends the first week, besides making thous
ands OF people glad they were alive.
"What did you write that tor?h sale
Dickey, when called her attention to it.
"Because | meant it," said /.
"Didn't you sleep well ~ said she.
"Oh, yes" said l. 81 had the whole
cabin floor for bed and Texas for cover
lid, but Pm not used to such capacity.
"Your liver must be out of order" sai(
she.
"It's malara," said l..
"Summer have camen said she.
$50 has the end OF this letter. said /.
"Thank Heaven" said she
$50 say we all of US" said |.
MARY JANE.