Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-02-12
"GRACIOUSw

man, bright, shrewd and kindly. He had
seen a good deal of life in his day, and it
was not commonplace life, either. One !
evening AS we sat cozily together, he told !
me how he found his wife, for he knew
loved her as well almost as he did, and ]
his tone was trifle more confidential than |
usual. If am to repeat the story 1t must |
be in strictly confidential manner, out oil
regard to my friend, though there is
nothing that any man could be ashamed
of in it, except the parading of ones sacred |
heart to the world. But there is way in
which the sacred heart can be told about
that makes it remind us of our own
sacred hearts and the days of our own
oourtships and little affairs, which, though
we may pretend to have forgotten them,
are always vivid enough II anything hap
pens to call them up.
will let Ne Farlow tell his own story.
for he can tell it better than could:
you know my marriage all came out OF
a South American trip that | once made,
and that is the interesting part of the lit
tie romance l was only twenty-one and
in the employ Of a shipping company In
San Francisco. | had been with them
about year and half, and think they
trusted me a good deal; in fact they must
have done 80 to have sent me on the exse-
dition they did captain and his crew
had run away with ship that belonged TO
the company, and they wanted me to catch
him. He had started with his booty to
ward Cape Horn, aud il he once fairly left
the South American waters he was pretty
safe from us. | boarded the swiftest
schooner that sailed out of Frisco bay, and
we stretched every inch Of canvas for the
south. The runaway had good two days
the start Of us and was nearly as good
sailer as we, but we resolved to do our best
and hope for luck In any kind of an en-
terprise a man may always hope for luck.
though he can't really count on it. At any
rate it serves to keep the courage up.
I'm five days we sighted the islands off
Colombia and stopped to make inquiries.
The vessel we were after had been sighted
two DAYS and half before, aud was going
straight for the Cape. The news was not
encouraging, but we set off again, with
two days and half instead Of two days t.
gain. But we still hoped for luck, or some
happy thought. It was not luck, but q
happy thought that finally decided me t.
leave the ship at Valparaiso and strike
across country TO Buenos Ayres in the hops
of heading oil the robbers before they
cleared that port. Sailing round the Cap
/ knew TO be hard work and often slow
and with good luck 1 could probably catcl
the vessel or at least have gained in tn
chase
The trip across the Andes and the vas
plains beyond was a memorable one 10 me
1t took fortnight Of the hardest trampinl
and riding | ever did in my life, but l saw
some things | have never seen since, an'
never will again The guides that W
started with were crusty, malicious fei
lows. and made me wonder every nigh
when / lay down TO sleep on the ope
ground whether should not wake up I
find my throat cut. Fortunately that neVe
happened; but the reason was that the
had the better part of my money before W
set out. Otherwise think my life woul
have been held pretty cheap by life II
surance company.
Half way up the mountains we toun
an old monastery and little chapel A
first il seemed deserted, but when at las
we heard baby cry we knew that thei
were human beings about We peered
at little old kitchen and saw there II
tie old woman who seemed to have bee
bonn about the time the kitchen was bull
al a hundred years ago. We asked Il
food and lodging in every language v
knew, but the only reply we got was
grunt and a gesture toward an inner doc
we tried the door, but some one was lea
ing against it on the other side. BY tn
time was quite out of patience, and ~
ing the latch Of the door gave it a terrih
push inward Some glass thing fell al
broke in a thousand pieces on the sto
floor, and as the door swung open we sa
white old priest stagger backward IN q
little oratory of the chapel and on g
paving were the fragments of long bla
bottle that had contained some bla
LIQUID. The old fellow looked very mu
frightened and deprecating, and hasten
to explain that at his age he found dr.
now and then necessary. We made !
feelings all right on that point by oher
10 drink some more with him. II he b
any. It appeared That there were nu
Der Of bottles in the cellar The old prize
and even his wife, the old woman "
seemed unable to speak, proved very h
pitabie in the end, and we went on &
way early the next morning
At last the mountains were passed, a
before us stretched a broad, level, gra
nlain. and twenty miles away, though
distance seemed much less, lay city b
the size Of Boston, but whose site was
no map in existence, and whose name pr
ably not ten educated men in this coun
had ever heard But that was forty ye
ago. OF course things have changed 81
then.
Here my guides said they must lie
me. and though | entreated their comp
to the city, they utterly refused. TN
fore setyout alone.
"You can imagine my desolation at
ing left, even by the desperate, black h
men who had been my companions 50
Even they had some sense of humanit
them, some sympathy for my. loneiin
though it was a moody, silent syrnpa'
But now | was alone, a strange city th'
did not know before me, the Andes bel
me. If kwas ever homesick IN my u
VS. on .uoruinR II J ever wish
nwith q va and chill