Morning journal and courier., 1894-03-03

If I'm not there, sister will be-; and she's . regular beacon light to jolly old tars, like you. Why, she was born on the water. too, SheM be glad to see you. Thoughters,' alll''
 This one little bond of human sympathy held their course sure and true through disappointment after disappointmsnt-at Bristol, ct Bath, ct Portland, at Old Orchard Beach, at Gloucester, at Marblehead, at Nahant; bringing them at last to the fine old city of Boston, perplexed and dishsart- for their bearings beneath the noble Cam bridge elms.
 The directions given them by grave young men in cap and gown; the instruc- tors to whom they were sent with curious and conscientiously repeated messages of | student raillery and cheer; the class rooms | they were bidden to enter on sober assur- l anees that the 'Capting" was awaiting 1 them there; and the hearty Invitations they 1 mained pleasant "reminiscences of Harvard | undergraduate life long after the crew of tho ''Happy Thought" had departed; but they brought the three old captains finally face to fa6e with the dean in no amisble frame of mind.
 "Bs you th' Captingl" inquired Captain Ballast, with flashing eyes and s sweep of his arm and sou'wester as comprehensive as the curriculum of Harvard itself. stI am the dean. What can do for you, my dear fellows" He was a man of mild speech, and seem- ed to mellifuously breathe his words in- stead of utter them; but he did no more than glance for an instant from his writing upon his desk. "No good fellera' about it!" roared Cap tain Ballast, bringing his companions into
  un's Capting Tscker, an I'm Capting Bal last, schooner Happy Thought,' sixteen days outen Pembroke. That's who we be, Cspting Dsan!"
 "I presume you are in search of the cus- l tom house"; returned the dean pleasantly. ''Not bit of 1t. We're searchin' fur Whey Jetsum, an we're"
 "Goin' ter have her, tooa' exclaimed Captain Rudder, coming pointedly to the | help of his friend.
 ''Ahs Quite right, quite right" replied l the dean musingly.
 ssse here, Captine Dean, none O yer ! tskin' and founderin.' Bring him right ! in; right afore us. Stan him right thar, on that ar sou'wester-" here Captain Bal ! last slammed his storm-b beaten head cover ing into the middle of the room, sprang ! upon 1t, leaped back into line with his friends, and fumingly awaited the turn of ' events.
 "He's got ter git licked, right here!"
 hoarsely asserted Captain Rudder, as he
 grssped Captain Tacker's hand.
 :Why, gentlemen, there must be some
 mistake" said the dean saothingly, but
 rising from his chair in alarm. "Who Is
 this party that has so offended you? And
 what about the young woman you wish7"
 He was now evidently 50 wholly disin-
 genuous and sincere that all three of the | pfk
 plantations. Captain Ballast waved them
 back with, Cts fur me ter keep our com
 pao here'; and then ominously began:
 'It's our gal, Whey, we're arter, Capting l Dean; one as us loves better n our very
 liveel Your colleger cum canoein' 'n' geologin' down ter Pembroke two year ago, July last.n
 The dean here seated himself at his desk and began turning over the leaves of the university records.
 Captain Dean, that ar shark hadn't
 been gone a month, sfore our Whey slip
 ped her moorin's and stole out O home porta"
 There was genuine sympathy in the , dean's face now, as he asked the captains if they remembered the young gentleman
 name. They consulted in whispers for a
 moment, when Captain Ballast replied: "Not rightly, sir; but it had 8 Dick sn' suthin' like 'gearin' inter it." "You see, gentlemen" resumed the dean
 kindly, between mumbled repetitions of
 "Richard7" Richards" and "Gearing, T
 "Geary," Clear" while running his finger
 and eye carefully from top to b,ttom of
 the long, closely written pages; 'it Is very ? difficult indeed to get at matter like thii in moment, among thousands of grsdu
 ates' names"
 "Thousands!" echoed the three captains
 completely appalled,.
 "Thousands2-thousan like that crittel
 turned outen here, to canoe it an geologe1 }, 1t, up an down tn coast Q this kentry ? 1 shouted Captain Ballast, while the three a seafaring men began pacing the apartmen, . dejectedly.
 But at this moment their rueful facet
 heightened at the dean's methodic words 'Ah here we have 1t at last-Rtchar6 o Trsdgesr."
 o Three old Rrizzled and trembling heads ' were beside the deans in an instant. Graduated with the highest honors ? June, '6S. Twenty-six years of age Father, manufacturer. Residence, New a York. Vacation address, Newport. 5 think" said the dean. relspsipg into hil ii unrufded manner and writtng the nam, V and address upon a slip of paper, whict o examined, "that young MT. Tredgear il quite likely to be found in Newport at thi season of the year."
 The little old men hurriedly clspped or
 their sou 'westers with cherry" "Why, that Charlie's port. He'll help usl' and gruf1 7 7 "Thsnk ye, sirs!" while hastening to tn, e door, through which they trundled away
 but not until Captain Ballast had returned i pushed his shaggy head inside the room . . and given the Harvard factotum partin,
 broadside of vigorous speech.
 'It'u jess change tn lattood 'n' long' l tood O tn disturbance. an ye might al we'll know that, Captiug Dean. Don't y . let loose enny more O them collegers dowI y our way. Pembroke's sick on lem. Elf y, do, 'n' they're missin', an ye're huntin' o, d 'em up, jess bring Hong grapplers an cuu {, fur that's whar yell find what's Jeff on len 2 Capting Dean" With which, while tn, bland listener gently nodded his head ant !. continued writing calmly and measuredly upon his desk, sorely tried Captain Ballss slammed the good deans door, and puffsG a and snorted after his companions beneatt t the shadowy Cambridge elms. a On the sunny morning of the third day
 after the meeting of the three Pembrokt r captains and the dean of Harvard univer sity, handsome little schooner was seer rounding Sskomet Point to the east of tn. D ancient seaport of Newport. Like a biri ], with black body and white wings itcirclet gracefully to the north and around tn, '- cove edge where throngs of bathers dis @ ported in the waves of the most beautiful . bsach upon American shores. It seemed d to hover and finger near, while three little ], old sailors upon its deck scanned the sur. 0 and bathers with huge and sncien ,. glasses.
 l Then the craft stood out past Oohr. B Point and Scouting Rock; crept here and there, almost inquiringly, among launches q yachts, cat. boats and ysRls; sailed slo wly ], around past Graves Point, Castle Hill art s Fort Adams, coming at last between Goa Q leland and the villa and elm crowned shore d into Newport harbor; when the "Happy
 Thought" was made snug and fast abou l. midday, alongside Long wharf, where ths 7 sauatty, red-faced, hoaree voiced cat boat . shippers sun themselvee like fattenina ,. turtles ct the edge of some deep lagoon a and off which are anchored hundreds oi f the most wonderful old, stumpy an6 }. powerful cat-yawls to be found along .he F whole New England coast.
 "By George, but this is jolly." sang ou 3 . merry voice they knew; and in a moment T more Charlie, their young Bar Harbo1 2 friend, was vociferously greeting tn, l three captains upon the wharf. ssGreat d luck, tool Father and mother in New York. All the hobs away. Dick"-Her'