Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-08-28

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 Ny mother had been up for some time-it WAS now about nine oclock-and had pre- pared oar breakfast Her face was still pale bat some of it's anxiety left it as 1 entered She was evidently sYniting for me to speak. Something in my looks, however, must have frightened her. for as I snid nothing, she began to question me.
 "Wtn, Jasper is there any news ?"
 "Th,.lr >y;.S a ship wrecked on Dead Man $ Rock last night, but they've not found any thing t&pupt-
 What was 1t called?
 "The Mary JaIc- that is-I don't quite know"
 Up to this time had forgotten that mother would want to know about my doings that morning. As an ordinary thing, of course should havc told her whatever I had seen or heard, but my terror of the Captain and the awful consequences of saying too much now flashed upon mo with hideous force I had heard about the Mary Jane from the unhappy John. What if l had already said too much 1 bent over my breakfast in confusion.
 After dreadful pause, during which l felt, though 1 could not see, the astonlshment in my mothers eyes, she said
 You don't quite know?"
 No: think it must have been the Mary Jane. but there strange sailor picked up Uncle Loveday found him, and he seemed ro be A foreigner, and he said-I mean-I thought-it Ens the name, but"
 This was worse and worse. Again at my wits end tried to go GR with my breakfast. After while I looked up, and saw my mother watching me with look of mingled surprise and reproach.
 What is this sailor like?" Ttis question fairly broke me down. Be- tween my dread of the Captain and her pained astonislment, I could only sit stam- mcring and longing for the earth to gape and swallow me up. Suddenly a dreadful sus- picun struck my mother. .'Jasper Jasper it cannot be-you can- not mean that it was his ship?" No, mother, no Father is all right. He said-I mean-it was not his ship" "Oh thank God ! But you are hiding something from me What is it? Jasper dear, what are you hiding Mother, I think it was tho Mary Jane 1 But it was not fathers ship. Fathers al 1 right. And. mother. don't ask me any more ] Uncle Loveday will tell all about it. And-In not very well, mother. I think" 1 Want of sleep, indeed, and the excitement | of the morning, had broken me down. MN mother stifled her desire to hear more, anC tenderly saw me to bed, guessing my fatigue 1 but only dimly apprehensive of anything be
 
 1 could get no sleep. The vengeance of tha 1 dreadful man seemed to fill the little room | and charge the atmosphere with horror. 1 come on them in bed sometimes, and some times from behind when they're not looking the words rang in my ears, and could no l be muf1ed by the bed-cloths: whilst, if I be- | gan to doze the dreadful burthen of his song | And the devil has got his due, my lads | Sing ho but he waits for you !"-
 with the peculiar catch of its llt, would sud | denly make me start up wide awake, witf every nerve in my body dancing to it's grisly | measure.
 Finally, as I lay tossing and tormented witt this phantom horror in my eyes and ears, the sound died imperceptibly away into the sof | hush of two well-known voices and opened my eyes to see mother with Uncle Loveda, standing at my bedside.
 "The boys bit feverish," said my uncle; voice. "he has not got over his fright jus yet"
 "Hush he's waking l" replied my mother and as I opened my eyes she bent down anc | kissed me.
 | Jasper dear, are you better now? Try t, | lie down and get some more sleep" l But was eager to know what news Uncl, Loveday had to tell, so I sat up and ques toned him. There was little enough though delivered with much pomp, it took some tim, in telling Roughly it came to this :- 1 A body had been discovered-the body of small infant washed up on the Polkimbri Beach. This would give an opportunity fo an inquest; and, in fact, the coroner was t