The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-06-29


Liant It dangerous to be It sea 10 sucn
weather as this, she asked.
NO" said /.
!" Bs.t the sailors cant see--
feafsd the Drift OF her language. and
exp.aiacd, II would be dangerous TO
6tternpt 20 make the land for We nigbt
blunder upon rock and 60 70 pieces.
Grace and then farewell, q long farewell
% the passions, the emotions, the Inn
pulses. the sensations, which have
brought us together here" And kissed
her land.
But II would be pleasant TO lie In a
pretty harbor, Ito rest, as II were," she
exclaimed.
"Our business Is to get married, my
darling, reioined, " and we must has
| ten rs swiftly as the wind will allow us
TO the parish where the ceremony IL to
be performed; for my cousin can't pub
| lfsh the banns until we are on the spot,
and whilst be is publishing the banns we
must be treating with her ladyship, and,
as the diplomatists would say, negotiat-
ing successful issue.
should only weary you by reciting
the passage Of the hours. After break
fast took her on deck for a turn but
she was glad to get below again. All
| day long Il continued dark weather,
without sight OF anything save at in
ttervals the shadowy figure Of coaster
aslant In the thickness, and once the
loom OF huge ocean passenger-boat,
sweeping at twelve or fourteen knots
thronga the gray veil of vapor that mar
rowed the horizon to within mile of us.
CHAPTER Nv.
| will not feign. that / was perfectly
comfortable In my mind. never pre-
tenAed to be more than q summer-holi-
da- sailor. and such anxiety as should
| have ieit had been alone was now
nightly accumulated, as may be sup
posed, by having the darling of my heart
| In my little ship with me. ] had q long
talk with Caudel that afternoon, and,
despite my eager desire to remain at
sea- / believe / would have been glad
had he advised that the Spitfire should
be sieered for the nearest harbor.
Lord love We. Mr.. Barclay. sir,
he exclaimed, whats going wrong.
| that we should tarn to and set it right?
Here's breeze of wind that's doing all
that could be asked for. dorn't say it
amt thick, but there's nothin' In it to
take notice Of OF course you've only
| got to say the word. sir. and I1lput the
hellum up; but even for that there job 1t
would be proper to make sartin first OF
/ all where we are. There's no want Of
harbors under our lea, from Portland
/ Bill to Bolt Head, but l CAM trust to my
| dead-reckOning, seeing what involved"
said he, casting damp eye at the sky
light, and my motto Is, there's nothin'
like seeing when you're on such coast
as this here. Having come all this way,
it nd be pity to stop now"
80 long as you're satisfied" ex-
claimed; no doubt he was, though be-
lieve he was influenced by vanity too.
You steer by the compass, ! sup
BY nothin' else, sir, he answered in
a voice Of wonder.
| well, might have known that,
said l, laughing at my own stupid ques-
ton, that yet had sense In it too.
should have asked you II q compass is
! to be trusted,
"Ay, sir. He's first class compass.
There's nothin' to make him go wrong.
Yet it's astonishing what little thing
will put a compass out. I've heered
Iof vessel that was pretty nigh run
ashore all along of the helmsman,-no
because he couldn't steer; q better hand
never stood sta wheel; but because he'd
been pbysieking himself with iron and
steel and had taken so much Of the
blooming stuff tuat the compass was
wrong all the time he was at the helm. !"
7" A very good story. said l. and. hav-
+ ing hal enough of the deck, reioined
nv Sweetheart; anii in the eabin, with
talSing. reatil.s Z, she singing, - very
sweetly she sang we killed tue hours
till bedtime.
WAS up at savea o'clock, with a reso-
luton to let the weather shape my decis-
ion as to sticking TO tho vessel orIgoing
ashore. end W IS not little pleased to
find he yacht making good way, with a
brilliant breeze gushing steady off her
II starhaard bow.
i The greater part of this day Grace and
lIspenJ on deck, but nothing whatever
/ happened good enough to keep my tale
/ waiting whilst tell you about it. Cau-
4 del talked OF being abreast OF the Start
hy three O'clock in the morning.
Then" said to my sweetheart, II
that he so, Grace, there. will be but a
short cruise to follow.
At this she looked grave, and fastened
her eyes with wistfrl expression upon
the sea over the bows, as though Mount 3
Bay lay there and the quaint old town Of
j Penzance with its long esplaGade and its
Il rich thanking of green and well-titied
heights would be presently showing.
/ read her thoughts, and said, II Fave
never met Mrs Howe, but Frank let
tiers about her to me were as enthusias.
tic as mine were about you to him.
1T is a desperate step, Herbert, she
=. sighed.
|, Upon which changed the subject.
We went below, and Grace and killed
the time. az heretofore. in talking and
reading. We found the evening teo
, | short indeed so much had we tn saw to