The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1889-12-05
UNLOOKED-FOR JOY.
over the sea, over the sea.
Charlie 80 af,r,1tnr *n ,,,.si

| thoiiiO 10 SOuiiiiE " lie.
IrliIed the sweet voice again anC
again, mindless of the rest of the song
and, indeed, hardly conscious of what
she was singing was the beautiful girl
as, with her heart full of love and hap
piness, she sewed away, putting the
last finishing touches to the dainty
dress which was to be her bridal robe.
Her lover was a very different
Charlie from the one in the song
He was not aroyal wanderer, but in hel
| eyes he was as much of a prince as
though he had been born to the purple
and he was even then upon the broad
ocean, counting the days and even the
| hours and minutes which were to bring
him to his betrothed bride So, un.
consciously, she had hummed the re-
frain of the pretty Scotch song-fol
was not her own Charlie coming over
the sea to install her a queen of her OWL
rightful realm of home?
All. the day-dreams in which Sylvs
had been indulging of late! But they
had not kept her white fingers idle-fal
from it. All the stitches had been sci
with her usual neatness and precision
but they had put into the fabric sc
| IiOpNS Sutl IdlIN-lIhe
| visions of the on-coming future, that
| if inanimate things could have spoken,
each garment could have given an in.
teresting insight into a young girls
| heart.
Sylvia Willis was an orphan, but al
though far from rich. she had an in.
come sufficient to supply her moderate
wants. After her mothers death she
| had been so fortunate as to find a
motherly landlady in Mrs. Grey, who
! although she kept boarders for a living,
| could still find room III her heart for
| those who were worthy of interest, and
among them Sylvia stood first In re.
| turn she lavished a rich treasure of love
upon good Mrs. Grey, and in time
| grew to look upon her as she might
| have done upon one connected with hel
by ties of blood
Charlie-Sylva's lover-had been a
boarder in AIrs. Grey's house for
several years before sylvia chose it for
her home. lie had come to it as a
penniless lad from the country in
search of employment in the great,
bustling city. He had enlisted Mrs.
Grey's sympathy by his manly resolute
! tilti Siit Edtl lIiStdllcu Hill Ill
a tiny attic room, and had given him
+ his board in return for his services as
an errand boy. until he should succeed
in getting a position such as he wanted.
1t was not long before he obtained
one, and from that time he had risen
step by step, until at last he had been
| chosen by bis firm to go to China and
| attend 10 their business there.
Meanwhile love had grown up be-
| tween him and Sylvia, and they had be-
come engaged. The parting was OF
| course, a trial 10 them, but it would
| have been like throwing back her good
| gifts into the face of Dame Fortune to
| have refused the opening thus offered.
| So Charlie went "Over the sea-" and
| Sylvia stayed on in her home with Mrs.
Grey, a lonely but happy-hearted girl,
for the separation would not be a long
one.
The time Of probation had passed
swiftly by, and upon the morning in
which our story opens sylvia was IN
| momentary expectation of receiving a
| telegram announcing the arrival of the
Leila, the steamer in which Charlie had
taken passage for his native land.
But day after day was to drag its
weary length along without bringing
| titiings of Charlie Then came the in
telligence that an outgoing vessel the
| Vesta, had sighted large steamer in
| distress, but it was in terrible storm,
| and the captain had been unable to
! render it any service. and had soon
| been carried out of sight of anything
| but the wide waste of turbulent waters
threatening TO engulf his own vessel at
| any moment.
Then. as time went on, and brought
| 20 tidings of either the Leila or of hel
passengers, it became almost GER
| tainty that she had been lost in the
storm described by the captain of the
| Vesta.
Poor sylvia! What wonder is it that
she sank under the blow?
| a long illness followed the shock.
She lay for weeks without any con-
sciouSness of what was passing around
her; in bodily anguish which shook her
slender frame as though in an ague,
and threatened to extinguish the fires
of life.
Mrs Grey had called in DR.. Frank.
| lyn.
He was physician, who, though
young in years, had already proved
| himself a master power in his pro-
fession: and be did battle bravely for
the Young life thus suddenly stricken
down.
At last youth and strength rallied to
his assistance. sylvia began to mend
slowly, and in time she was restored to
| health
We'll. Miss Willis" said DR.. Frank
lyn cheerfully, Il think you no longer
need my prescriptions, and after to-
day my professional visits will end. Will
you allow me to call occasionally in a
social way to see about my GONZALES
cents health?n
Il shall esteem it a privilege if you
viii take the trouble, doctor. l shall
never forget your unwearied care and
| kindness to me. | fancy | must have
been very troublesome patient, from
what Mrs. Grey has told me-
No, poor lamb,' said Mrs. Grey.
wiping a tear from her eve as she spoke;
| ''you weren't that. | assure you; you
were as good as good could be, but YOU
did suffer so that it most broke my
heart
Sylva's eyes were fixed intently upon
the blue-veined hands which lay
crossed upon her lap. With sudden
motion she raised them, and said earn
eStly.
''Will these hands ever be strong
auouph To do any work coctoro"