Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-08-03

that they are put in your cabin. Here are enough clothes to rig out your father, at all events, until his own are made ship-shape. But how am l to help yoX? That has been on my mind.
 ''I can use the serge, if l may have it," she replied, in the prettiest way imaginable.
 took the serge from the locker and gave it to her. also furnished her with a pair of carpet slippers, which she took and placed by the serge thanking me with grave smile. She asked me what the men meant to do with the ship, now they had seized her, and freely told her the little knew, taking care to be as cheerful as possl- ble and to express no fears as to our to visit her father.
 The old man lay in an upper bunk. He was lying perfectly still and had more the appearance of @ dead man than living person.
 His daughter leaned over him and told him l was there He opened his eyes and in a weak and faltering voice expressed his thanks for what had done.
 After a few moments conversation 1 went to the steward and directed him to prepare two tumblers of egg and brandy, which took to MT: Robertson and his daughter and requested they would drink. They both, to my satis- faction, swallowed the contents of the glasses, the effect of which was de- cidedly beneficial, especially in the ease of MT. Robertson. He was soon able to relate his story.
 The ship from which they were taken was the Cecilia, and belonged to MT. Robertson. He was a merchant trading between England and Cape Town. A year before he had taken his daughter Mary to the latter place for the benefit of a change of climate. England and as the Cecilia was load ing for that country they took passage in her. She was a sound vessel but a dreadful gale caught her in the midst of profound calm and snapped all three of the masts. The captain and crew were washed overheard and there were only left MT. Robertson and his daughter and MT. Jamison, who was the only other passenger be- sides the crazy sailor, whose death has been related. MT. Jamison died before the rescue, and it was his body which had been compelled to leave on board the wreck.
 Both of them were much overcome by the relation of the horrors through | which they had passed. The girl soon recovered her courage and told me l that they lived just out of Liverpool but that her father had also an estate at bennington, near Warwick, where 1 her mother died, and where she spent most of her time, as she did not like Liverpool.
 As time was passing rapidly, de- termined to improve the opportunity to make them as comfortable as pos sible left them and called the stew, ard, who came with terrified prompti tude, casting affrighted glances abou him.
 I gave him the captains hair-brust to wash, and covered a tray with tht the ill-fated skipper had provided him self. These dispatched by the stew ard to Miss Robertson, and I the1 made the man prepare a tray with ; substantial breakfast, consisting O cold fowl, fine white biscuit, ham preserved fruit and some tea, which
 boiled in the pantry by means of spirit-lamp that belonged to me.
 1 made a thorough overhaul o Coxon's effects and sent MT. Robert son suit of clothes, some clean liner
 and 8 warm overcoat. The stewarC
 also informed me that he had box O
 woman's underclothing which ha
 been made by bis wife for a sister liv
 ing in Valparaiso. and to whom h
 was taking it as gift, and that I wa
 very welcome to it. So the box wa
 sent to Miss Robertson, and its con
 tents made very desirable addition
 to her wardrobe.