The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1893-12-07
forward and exclaimed.

L.
That woman's alive"
When the second mate relieved mt
at eight bells, on going to my cabin
met 3lrs. Godbold. She was coming
from the pantry with some wine. She
told me that the lady was sensible anc
had spoken some sentences.
w hat did she say?' said /.
just whispered a few syllables OF
thanks" she answered, bringing hen
wall eye to bear upon me as she fast
ened the other upon the glass.of wine
she held up to the lamp. She's in nc
condition to be questioned. [ ache
all over rubbing her She's quite
lilly Of woman. Had she risen
alongside and come aboard, Mr..
Berry, with length of silvery
tiish's tail where her pretty feet are
you might talk to me Of sea goddesses
with a grave face"
She nodded and we parted com
pany, to turn in and snore through
four roasting dreamless hours OF my
watch below.
When Isturned out in the morning
the captain was on deck. He told me
to keep sharp lookout for any sail
ahead
''If the lady's out of one of the tea
wagons" said he, with a proud look
aloft and around, I'VE should be able
to put her aboard her own ship again
pretty smartly at this. We're in her
wake-that must be; the lady, you see
its no longer body, but a hand
some girl, by the way-should prove
the course steered by the two ships
the same.
"How is she this morning?"
why, pretty middling almost well,
[ should think. Keep lookout for
anything ahead"
At breakfast that morning, the cap
tain having left the table, l talked
with Mrs. Godbold about the lady we
had picked up.
'She is very reserved" said she,
land L believe we are not going to get
any information out of her"
What's her name?" [ asked
'She calls herself Eveleen Cole.
She wears a wedding ring. She's
sweetly pretty, indeed, and [ wish she
would tell me how it happened. l
comes to me she's been the victim 0
violence. It entered my head las.
night and l told Capt Carter SO. :
don't know why | should think it, I'm
sure"
'She has no pockets" said Mrs.
GOdbold with a smile that was like
saying hear you; there's nothing
on her but the wedding ring, a rather
poor diamond ring ond keeper, and
they'll tell nothing ii she keeps her
mouth shut"
Won't she give the name Of her
ship?"
Not she"
''How long was she overboard?"
''N ell, now, 1 asked that question,
too. L watched her strain her face
with the struggle to remember It
was genuine. She would answer that
if she could. Her reply was 1t was
growing dark when when l. and
then she stopped and turned horrible
white, and her eyes swan, and |
caught shocking look Of grief just as
she rounded her face over to the ships
wall"
As [ might Justly consider I had
saved the lady's life, | was naturally
curious to see her. [ was forced to
wait, however But on the afternoon
OF the fourth day following her rescue,
on leaving the deck to go to my berth,
| saw her sitting in the cabin with
Mrs. Godbold. OF course, know she
must be the person we had picked up,
yet | certainly should not have recog-
nized her from memory of the deathly
face OF the body had helped carry to
a berth.
When showed myself at the foot
Of the companion steps Mrs. Godbold
SAID something to her companion and
there rose from the cushioned locker
as charming young woman as ever
my seafaring eyes had rested on. Her
hair was quite glorious, magnificent
heap Of golden coils, with 4 fulfilling OF
it over her white brows, so that the
skin there took a peculiar beauty of
color. as though you saw it through a
woven golden veil Her
hair, was indeed, grace, and the first
thing | mention when | talk Of her
Otherwise she was pretty scarcely
beautiful. though Mrs. Godbold
thought her SO. She had soft blue
eyes, well fringed; her white teeth
glanced like light itself when she part
ed her lips; the hues of her skin prom
Ised richness, d summer glow. some
thing to carry the fancy to orchards
and milkmaids. when all should be
well with her health and heart; but
there was that III the chiseling of her
nose and in the over defined proiec
ton of her mouth which somehow
called halt to the first enthusiastic
march OF admiration, making delight
ful pause, as though there was no
soul, no spring of passion in what you
looked at. Her figure was uncommon
ly good. Ispied that quickly, despite
the dressing gown Mrs Godbold had
lent her, girdled into very pretty
waist by colored rope of silk.
She stretched out her hands and
with a slight North country accent
thanked me for her life.
where should | be now," said she,
with a shuddering lift of her should
ers, If you had not seen NE lying, like
a reflection of a star, upon the waters"
That's how / described it." said l,
letting my eyes fall from the full blue
melting light of hers, so embarrassing
ly fixed and impassioned was the
beauty's stare to a poor devil of sail
or, whose experience OF the sex set him
miles to leeward when it came to talk
ing to ladies.
She resumed her seat beside of Mrs.
Godbold. | observed sudden hard
ening OF her face, as though. having
slackened away little in order to
thank me, she had hove taut and short
afresh-got behind the window Of her
countenance, in word, and pulled
down the blind.