The record-union., 1894-03-03

nodded his head and continued writing
calmly and measuredly upon his desk,
sorely tried Captain Ballast slammed the
good Dean's door and putfed and snorted
after his companions beneath the Shad-
owy Cambridge elms.
On the sunny morning OF the third day
after the meeting of the three Penn broke
Captains and the Dean of Harvard UNI
versity, handsome little schooner was
seen rounding Sakomet Point, to the east
OF the ancient seaport OF Newport. Like
bird with black body and white wings
1t clrcled gracefully TO the north and
around the cove edge where throngs Of
bathers disported in the waves Of the
most beautiful beach upon American
shores. 1t seemed to hover and linger
near, while three little old sailors upon
its deck scanned the surf and bathers
with huge and ancient glasses.
Then the craft stood out past Ochre
Point and Spouting Rock; crept here
aud there, almost Inquiringly, among
launches, yachts, catboats and yawls;
sailed slowly around past Graves Point,
Castle Hill and Fort Adams, coming at
last between Goat Island and the villa
and elm-crowned shore into Newport
harbOr, When the Happy Thought" was
made snug and fast, about midday along
y,
red-faced, hoarse-yoiced catboat shippers
sun themselves like fattening turtles at
the edge OF some deep lagoon, and of
which are anchored hundreds of the most
wonderful old, stumpy and powerful cat
yawis to be found along the whole New
England coast.
by George, but this is jolly" sang out
merry voice they knew, and IN a mo-
ment more Charlie, their young Bar Har-
t,.s@ tsl.s
three Captains upon the wharf. Grand
luck, too! Father and mother in New
\ ork. All the nobs away. Dick"
here the three Captains wInced-"and
Layinia off in a catboat to CormoranU
Rock for specimens. Why, Happy
Thoughters' bold, it couldn't be jollier!
We've got the whole blessed Spraycroft
to ourselves! Come on, come on. No
backing out now. Up you go"' All
this as he half pulled, half rushed the
delighted old salts along the wharf TO the
street end where he called carriage,
hustled the Captains into it, sprang in be-
side them, ordered the coachman to drive
them TO Spray ycroft Villa, and then away
they were whirled through the shaded
streets and stately avenues Of the finest
summer city OF homes IN all the wide,
wide world.
1t was a bewildering experience to
Captains Ballast, Rudder and Tacker.
Never had they seen such wealth Of flow
lawns, such statues, grots and fountains;
such wondrous gables, cOrbels, gargOyles,
clustered chlmneyS, balconies and colon
nados; such spacious halls, such grand
salons, such glorious cOnserVatorieS, such
grave and quiet serving-folk who never
even smiled at their believing wonder
ment their strange attire, their ancient
jokes and century-old songs, for Charlie,
master wholly OF SpraycrOft at this hour,
had got them hard by d dainty lunch,
had cheered them with praise and en-
couragement warmed them with his
fathers mellowest port, and, still sitting
at table with radiant face, was vigorously
drumming a banjo accompaniment to
the most wonderful song that Newport
ever heard-led by Captain Ballast and
followed, rather than joined, by Captain
Rudder in a sonorous bass and Captain
Tacker in a piping treble. 1t was ball
lad left over from the seafaring men of
the last century, the only one these
cruisers ever knew or sung; and it was
reasonable thing that it was roaringly
and bravely done:
Ye Parliaments of England, ye Lords and Es-
quires, too,
Consider we'll what you'are about and what
you mean to do!
You're now at. war with Yankees, and you
will rue the day
That you reused the Sons of Liberty in North
A-mer-y-kay
'Gemini twins! Here, Sis" exclaimed
a tall, tine-looking young fellow to his
young lady companion at the door of
Spraycroft Villa, ''quick! Tell Bob to
take these things up TO my room. | don't
want to lose any OF that. One of Charities
larksn' He quickly stepped into the
nrca IF eft ha 111t
you introduce fellow to your seafar-
ing-?"
The sentence was never finished, for in
an instant the Captains of the Happy
Thought had Richard Tredgear pinned
to the floor.
Charlie Tredgear pulled and hauled at
them shouting, Happy Thong
hold on"
"We're holdin' onr'
The servants rushed in. Lavinia Tired
gear rushed in. They all finally got the
four upon their feet.
"Whar's Niney?" came hoarsely from
Captain Bailasps trembling lips.
"Whar's Viney?" roared and piped Cap
tains Rudder and Tacker, flaming with
excitement and revenge.
'Why you - dear silly -old-Pem-
broke : wild - geese" laughed and
Lavinia Tredgear! Pm Viney
~ lnoy J0tSUIll I1dNIHld IOLSaln 1roQ-
gear! Dicks my brother!-Chariie's my
brOtheri We were all wrccked-mother
and father and all, coming home from
the Azores. Somebody picked them up.
And you, you stingy, old, darling Cap
tain Ballast, that wouldn't let me have
an organ!-you saved me!' And then
between laughter and tears she "poored"
and tettled up Dick. VINO retired to re-
arrange his toilet, and hugged the three
Captains by turn and altogether Charlie
banjo in hand vowing 1t was
the jolliest lark of all his life, while the
three old Captains took their seedlings
and huggings with grinnings and whim-
perngs of dunn bfounded, penitential Joy.
And so ended the cruise of the Happy
Thought" at least its cruise of quest.
When not speeding over the blue waters
of the Sound. or sailing to far Pembroke,
behind the headlands of Maine, it is still
saucily rocking and dipping on the tides
of Newport Har Dor, while the gossips of
the lovely, leafy city by the sea do say.
with divers portentious mods, that 1.-The
Tredgear heiress will never, never make
a match so long as those devoted but out
landish Happy Thoughters' are allowed
to hang around"