Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1886-03-06

nanding presence. to whom people Of q
lower organization would naturally turn ID
difficulties. He assumed the responslOhl1y;
He told the men to step the mast ano
hoist what sail they thought safe, and then
to steer as close to the wind as possible.
He assured them that land was not Tar ON.
His only reason, he informed me, for taxing
this course was that be hated the labor OF
rowing Any hope Of their lives oeins
saved he secuted.
However, before nightfall they did reach
land-a bare rock. Tut land
By this time one of the women was lying
in the bottom of the boat. moaning, ike
enc in agony. Her companions OF the same
sex we're exchanging frightened gianceS
The poor thing was carried ashore. ana the
true state of affairs communlcated 10 tne
men. tent or screen was, by the alo o,
the sail and the oars, hastily rugged up. and
In an hours time there were ten human
beings, instead Of nine, on that barren ROCK
But not for long Before the morning
the number was the same as when they
landed, only that the place OF one OF the
women wa, taken by a crying, prematurely-
born infant.
The rough men and women did what they
could for the poor little wretch. The
woman with the nursing baby gave it a
portion of what was rightfully her own
chiid's.
This, in Julian Loraines opinion, was the
most rash and misplaced expression OF false
sentiment he had ever met with.
Toward the evening of that day they
scrared a grave for the mother. They did
not fill it up at once, thinking that by and
hvs the child must be land in her arms.
At one ii ne it seemed That 1t must be so.
The sailors and the women, no DOUBT think
ing that a gentleman S nearer heaven than
themselves, brought the poor little waillng
a:om to Lorraine, and asked him to christen
it
With death so close at hand to all it was
not worth while making any demur; but
can fancy the mans cynical smile as he
sprinkled water from large shell on the
cnild's heal H, Julian Lorraine. doing a
pri,s.'s duty, and doing it for the pleasure
OF other people!
However, so far as he knew how he bap-
tized the child and thinking that name
was IN ispensabe with a kind of grim
hu nor christene1 him, for it was boy,
Julian.
After all no one else died, not even the
strangely born baby. The next day sail
hove in sight. Such sigma as the ship
wrecked party could make were seen, and
men, women and babies were soon in safety
on board home W ard boun ship.
Not one, not even her felow-passengers,
knew the name or anything 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
Lorraine settled this Perhaps he thought
the child had certain ridiculous claim
upon him. He was no niggard with his
money. He told some one-te would not
have taken the trouble to see about 1t HIM
self-to find a comfortable home for the
child, and to amply 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 ventured to bring him to see
his benefactor. Sometimes the bene actor
scowled, sometimes smiled his cynical
smile and took notice of the little boy, who
was called by his baptismal name, Master
Julian When the boy was years of age.
Julian Lorraine sent instructions that he was
to be for warded to Herstal Abbey, Somer-
se.shire Having been told by the cool
people about him that the grand gentleman
he now and again saw was his father. he
addressed him by that endearing term.
Julian Lorain, no doubt, stared and
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
present nameless child, of humble and I'M
known parents. to the world as his son I
shall never know. have tried to think it
was from affection toward the clild-from
the need even his own nature felt of some
thing he could love and call his own; but
cannot think so. 1t may have been pure
cvnlci,m. He may some dav have wanted
to turn round and say: what is BIRTH
See, AXE this low-born brat, bring him
up as a gentleman. and every one thinks
him born to the station!" It may have been
baser motive, that Of revenge. l shall
never know.
The boy grew up. He passed. from the
stage of Master Julian to that of Mr..
Julian. or young Mr.. Lorraine; yet his re-
puted father kept the secret--kelt it until
the boy was 10, and, like many other boys
OF that age who are only sons of rich
fathers began to give himself airs Then
one summers evening, when the man and
Uue utN Ntie over IDelr cIar1t
Julian Lorraine thought fit to relate, even
more fuilv than have given it above, the
story OF the wreck and the history of the
chi born on that rock.
And for Twas the boy to whom he tod
it-turaei d eadlly pale and gaspei for breath
l believe had never really Lowell the man
whom supposed to be nv father; his was
not lovable nature. Often AMI Cftan [
had reproached myself for my lack of fIial
affection. But now, as l turned my dazed
eyes to his face, and saw the satrcal smile
with which he REGARDED me, all but hated
him. | rose unsteadily.
81 must go AMI think all this over" I
stammered out
Certainly. go and think it over"
He spoke carelessly and returned to his
claret while l rushed wildly from the
room.
CHAPTER II.