Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-07-30
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under the tremendous precipices of this
newly discovered coast, and her crew
gazed amazed ON the dense forests
which grew to the waters edge and
the cataracts which, as il from the
clouds, dropped to the sea.
But lovely and grand rs was this
sublime solitude, and pleasant as it
was to see land once more, yet Roger
Machim was not without fear; for the
new land might be peopled by savages
and cannibals or monsters, such as dis
turbed the imagination of the lei of
those days; and his conscience smote
him, rs il he felt that Providence had
brought a punishment on them all for
leading that fair young girl from her
English home.
The galley dropped anchor ut the en-
trance of an enchanting retired cove
called from that time Maclico, after
Roger Machim. The water was deep
and beautifully blue and clear. 1t was
like molten turquois. The bottom of
the ship could be distinctly seen from
the surface as she floated there, and it
looked for all the world a il it were
made Of solid turquois. The fish that
darted under the keel also looked like
turquois fish. Never on the coast of
England had they see any such lovely
effects in the water rs one sees at Ma
deira.
Tenderly they assisted the sick and
careworn lady over the ships side into
the boat and rowed her ashore. She
was, perhaps, the first woman who had
stepped foot on that most witching of
all the isles of the sea. They We're,
perhaps, the first human beings who
We trod ON the yellow sands of that
solitary paradise.
A clearing was soon made amid the
forests that came TO the shore, and a
tent was oon spread out Of an old
sail. All were exhausted with anxiety,
hardship and despair. But at last they
seemed to have found n haven of re-
pose where they could rest, gather
strength and collect provisions to en-
able them once nor to set sail for
sunny France. They soon found that
there were no savages, that in fact they
were the only souls in that insular soil
tude, and that neither wild beasts nor
poisonous reptiles were there to disturb
them.
Anne d'Arfet, with her maid and
Roger Machim. remained on shore with
part of the crew; the rest Of the crew
kept on board to look after the ship.
Everything promised well, and all went
merry Is a marriage bell. II seemed
as II the lovers had found an ideal
haven for their retreat, such as the
poets sing of in their romantic dreams.
Generally it is like that the year round
at Madeira. But the fates seemed
against poor Anne and her devoted
lover. and the season seems to have
been unusually inclement. On the
third day after anchoring at Machico
their hopes were sadly dashed when
they saw another storm gathering and
heard the wind moaning among the
woods and rolling great rollers on the
shore.
When the men on board Of the gal.
ley saw the peril in which they we're
they slipped the cable and ran out to
sea, hoping to come back with the re-
turn of fair weather; but they never
returned, nor was the galley ever heard
of again.
II is easy to imagine the terror and
despair which came upon the fugitives
left on the solitary island when they
saw their ship driven to sea. The lady
Immediately began to droop again. In
vain poor Roger attempted to cheer
her with hopes that the galley would
yet come back and take them home
again.
She saw too well in the a face and
lusterless eyes of her lover that he had
no hope of leaving this island of exile.
And there she died with his name on
her lips. Scarcely had they laid her
away in n grave a little removed from
the shore than poor Machim also yield
ed to his doom. His heart was broken,
and in two days more the survivors
folded his hands on his breast and laid
him beside Anne d'Arfet.
After waiting long in vain for the
galley to return the three or four sailors
who were left on the island fitted up
the small ships boat left with them and
started on the desperate undertaking
of finding a way home, at least by fall
ing in the track Of some ship. The
wind waited them to the coast of AZ
RIGA. There they were picked up by a
Moorish c~orsair, which was cruising to
attack Christian ships. The English
sailors on arriving ut a port were
thrown into prison, where a number of
other Christian captives were already
lingering in chains.
Among them were some Portuguese
mariners, who learned from the English
captives Of the island which they had
discovered in SO unexpected u way.
After years the Portuguese mariners
were ransomed and returned to Portu.
gal. At Lisbon they met Zarco, n brave
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