The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1894-04-07

Meter from Fl. Seweil, midship-
man on the steamship Britannia, to
his father, the Rev. j. Jewell. Lin
colnshlre, published in Macmil-
lan's Magazines:
QUEBEC, August 4. 49,.
DEAR FATHER: We left Liverpool
on Thursday week, and are safely
arrived after a splendid passage.
Our captains name is Moore. and his
people live in the Isle of Man. He
is an awfully nice old fellow. The
evening of the day we steamed out
of the Mersey he brought the ship
quite close to Castletown in the Isle
of Man. and fired gun. This was
for his daughter who was dying
there ashore. An old quartermas-
ter, Manxman, told me that the cap.
tain knew he would never see
his daughter again, and promised to
fire the gun for goodbye as he
passed up towards the North chan
mel Tom Baynes said she was very
beautiful, and that it was. as he put
1t in his Manx lingo. .terriblo pity
OF her." We all thought the same.
The passengers were very nice and
quiet and some old gentlemen who
were playing cards put the cards
down. and covered them with a
pocket handkerchief. The old skip
per had his eyes on the gun, and
when it was fired, gave long look
toward the land, then he moved the
telegraph to $50 ahead full" | can
tell you l was very sorry for him.
like the work; the middies are a
jolly lot. How are mamma and
Jenny and baby and the rest? This
is just like England.
Your aifectionate son,
II. SEwELI-
Letter from j. Ellis of Christ
church Oxford, to L. Wakefield.
Reading, Bcrks:
CAsTLETowN, Isle Of Man, July 26
DEAR Tom: / like this place, though
no doubt it is slow. The quiet suits
me. and get through lot of read
ing. Yesterday, though, l was a
witness of remarkable scene Just
about 3 o'clock large steamer came
in quite close to the land | should
say not more than two or three miles
off. noticed that there was crowd
on the little pier-fshermen sailors,
miscellaneous loafers. together with
a great many respectable people.
went down and joined them.
Said a fisherman BY my side: "Its
lex the docthors have given her up?"
"Up enough, said his chum, chang
ing the quid to the starboard sido
my progress in nautical style). Then
heard an old salt say: "She's slow
in';n and almost Immediately | saw
the steamer lying motionless on the
smooth bright sea. "Gettin' the gun
ready" said q. 5. A minute or so
and the great boom came landmarks.
The men took off their caps, as at a
funeral the women wept. 1t was
very touching.
Then the steamer gathered way,
and went sturdily on into the golden
West. like strong man that will
not be stayed from his purpose.
The people told me that the cap
tain was much OF a favorite in Castle
town, that his daughter had been .in
a Decline" as they phrased it, for
some years, and. when he last bado
her good-b he had promised to fire
this farewell gun as he passed Castle
town. The echoes of the gun along
the rock-bound coast were very pa
thetic; just as If each "beakcd prom
ontory" said: II too" land L."
"And l." TILT all sank back into
the eternaltsilence.
| wonder what Helen Moore was
like; and her father; and what the
passengers thought. and how they
behaved at the parting of that great
gun-sob that broke the stiffness Of
our quiet bay with its message OF
love. Poor Helen Moore!
Ever Yours, 7. ELLIS
Letter from Miss Elizabeth Moore
to her brother, Captain Moore. at
Quebec.
CAsTLETowS. July 80, 1S--.
DEAR WILLIAM: All 10 over. Our
darling left us tho evening you
passed. 1t was very quiet even
ing-warm. but pleasant. We knew
that you would DO off the bay about
8. She asked to have the window
open and we opened it. Never was
a more lovely picture than Helen.
She lay with the sweetest smile upon
her face and the look OF listening
child. Indeed, you would hardly
have thought she was II, the ex-
preston was so simple and so happy.
No doubt people can die happy
enough at II, but it must be hard.
for it is hard to die In tho very
bloom OF our youth.
As the time went on 1t seemed as
II she wanted to while 1t away with
some sort of amusement before the
gun was firod She played, but very
feebly, with hor mothers hair, and
tried to make some little jokes. We
tried, too. not to cry. Then she
said: "It's time, isn't itp" and then
the gun fred. That's it!' she said.
dear, dear father! The promise
kept kcpt!" and she Strengthened
herself out like one preparing to
sleep. and she did sleep-the sleep