The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-07-06

said he. "in Jobs OF this sort. The
asked. "will this dor and thereupor
read as follows:
ship CARTHUsIAx,
AT Sea lsuch and such datel
II. Jonathan Parsons master OF the
above-named ship Carthusian Of Lon
don towards New Zealand, do hereby
certify that ! have this day united. In
the holy bonds Of wedlock the following
persons, to wit, Herbert Barclay. Es-
quire, and Grace Bellassys, spinster, in
the presence OF the undersigned.
"Nothing could be better, said /.
Now, gentlemen and ladies, said the
captain, /" II you viii please to sign your
names"
This was done, and the document
handed to me. ] pocketed It with a
clear sense Of its value,--as regards,
mean, the effect might hope IL would
produce on Lady Amelia Roscoe. Cap
tain Parsons and the others then shook
hands with US, the two ladies kissing
Grace, who, poor child, looked exceed
ingly frightenen and pale.
Thus the proceedings ended. Mrs.
Barstow. passing Grace's hand under
her arm. carried her OF to her cabin, and
!, accepting a cigar from the captain s
box, went on deck to smoke 1t and to see
Il there was anything In sight likely to
carry US home.
About twenty minutes later Grace ar
rived, accompanied by Mrs. Barstow
Ny darling did not Immediately see me,
and ! noticed the eager way In which
she. stood for some moments scanning
the bright and leaping scene OF ocean.
The passengers raised their hats to her I:
one or two ladies approached and seemed
to congratulate her; she then saw me,
and In moment was at my side.
How long IL this to last, HerbertY
At any hour something may heave In
sight. dearest.
1t distresses me to be looked at.
And yet 1t IL miserable to be locked up
In Mrs Barstows cabin, where am UNI
able to be with you"
Do not mind being looked at Every.
body is very kind. Grace; so sweet as
you are, too, who can help looking at
you? Despite your embarrassment, let
me tell you that am very well pleased
with what has happened.
: But she was too nervous, perhaps
To young, to understand. She had left
her gloves In the yacht, her hands were
bare. aud her fine eyes restedNo the
wrdding-ring upon her finger.
Must ! go on wearing this, Her
bert"
"0h, yes, my own,--certainly whilst
You are here. What would Captain Par
sous say, what would everybody think,
If yon removed itY'
!" But ! am not your wife," she ex-
elaiRted, with pout, softly beating the
deck with her foot, and this ring Is un-
real; it .gnifies nothing"
interrupted her II am not so sure
that You are not my wife" said l. She
shot look at me out Of her eyes, which
were large with alarm and confusion.
At all events believe am your hus-
band; and surely, my precious, you must
hope that ! am. But, whether or not,
pray go on wearing that ring. You can
pull it offNwhen we get to Penzance, and
will slip it on again when we stand be-
fore my cousin"
By this time the news OF our having
been married had travelled forward,
conveyed to the Jacks and to the steer
age passengers, as took it, by one Of
the stewards. 1t was the sailors dinner
hour, ard could see twenty OF them on
the furacastle staring aft at us as one
man, whilst every time we advanced to
the edge of the poop where the rail pro-
tected the deck there was q universal
upturning OF bearded, rough faces, with
much pointing and nodding among the
women.
After all this the luncheon-table was
something of a relief, despite the rows of
people at it.
Lunch was almost ended, when spied
the second mate peering down at us
through the glass Of the syklight, and in
a few minutes he descended the cabin
ladder and lid something In low voice
to the captain.
BY George, Grace" said l, grasping
her hand as it lay on her lap, and whip
ping ont with the notion put into me by
a look ! caught from the captain, II be-
lieve the second mate has come down TO
report ship in sight,
She started, and turned eagerly in the
direction of the captain, who had quickly
given the mate his orders, for already
the man had returned on deck.
Mrs. Barstow, seated close to the cap
tain, nodded at us, and Parsons himself
sung out quietly down the table,
believe, Mr.. and Mrs Barclay, this
will be your last meal aboard the Car
thusian."
sprang with excitement to my feet.
Anything in sight, captain?"
Ay, amer,--apparently a yacht,
Plenty of time, added he, nevertheless
rising leisurely as he spoke, on which all
the passengers broke from the table,-so
speedily dull grows the seattle, so
quickly do people learn how TO make
muchiof the most trivial incidents upon
the ocean,and in few moments we
were all on deck
Yes, by Jove, Grace, there she is,
sure enough r cried !, standing at the
side with my darling, and pointing for
ward, where, still some miles distant,
point or two on the starboard bow, was
a steamer, showing very small indeed at
the extremity Of the long, far-reaching
line Of smoke that was pouring from her.
"A passenger handed me telescope.
levelled it, and then clearly distin-
guished yacht-like structure, with
yellow funnel, apparently schooner
rugged, with a sort of sparkling about
her hull, whether from gilt, or brass or
glass, that instantly suggested the
pleasure-vessel. Turning my face aft, /
saw the second mate and an apprentice
or midshipman in buttons in the act of
hoisting string Of colors to the gaff-