Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1895-05-18

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tried to look it, and so fell asleep again,
her hand i'm mine, and the vondrous smile
Of those lustrous eyes the last impression
OF which i was conscious
y long, drcamlcss sleep followed. When
I awOkc once more, the light still hung
steady, but the peacefuincss Of night was
gone. We lay in the midst of turmoil.
The scampering of feet over the deck above
me, the cracking of the windlass, the
humping and gathering OF barrels hoisted
in or hoisted out, the harsh sound of
voices raised in a foreign tongue and in
queer keys, su!liccd rs grew wide awake
to tell me we were in port.
But the cabin was empty, and lay for
some time gazing at its dreary interior
and wondering what was to become Of
me. Presently an uneasy fear crept into
my mind. What ii my companions had
deserted mc' Alone, i'll and penniless in
foreign land, what should do: This
fear in my sick state was so terrible that
l struggled to get up, and with Keeling
brain and ncrveiess hands did get cut of
my berth. But, this feat accomplished,
found that l could not stand. Every thing
swarm before ny eyes. l could not take n
single step. but remained, clinging help
lessiy to the edge of my berth, despair at
nv heart. tried to call out, but my voice
rose little above "a whisper, and the bang
ing ard shricking, the babel without, went
on enGlcssly. Oh, it was cruel, cruel!
They had left mel
think my senses were leaving me, too
when l felt an arm about my waist a,4
, found Mistress Anne by my side guiding
me To the chest. 1 sat down on it, the
| certainty of my hclplessness and the sud-
don iHf Of E.rr hyi N
! tears to my eyes. She famed me and gave
| me some restorative, Gliding me the while
| FOX getting out Of my berth.
II thought that you had gone and left
me" / muttered. l was as weak as a
| child.
! She said cheerily: Did you leave Us
| when we were in trouble? OF course you
| did not. There, take some mere Of this.
| After all, it is well you arc up, for in a
| short time we must move you to the other
boat
| The other boat,''
| Yes we arc at bort, yen know. And
we arc going by the WAL, a branch of the
Rhine, to Arnheim. But the boat is here,
close to this one, and with help think
you Will be able to walk to it,
| Il am sure / shall if You will give me
| your arm answered gratefully.
| but you VIII llot tnlllh again, she rt'
| piled. that we have deserted you'"
| NO" said. Il will trust you al
ways"
| wondered why q shadow crossed hel
face at that Bat had no time to dc
| more than wonder, for Master Bertram,
coming down, brought cur sitting to an
| end. She BUSTED about to wrap me up
and somehow, partly walking, partly car
| ried, I was go. on deck. There l sat down
on a bale to recover myself and felt al
once much the better for the fresh, keer
air. the clear sky and wintry sunshine
which welcomed me to a foreign land.
| On the outer side of the vessel stretched
q wide cxpanse OF turbid water, five or 81,
times as wide as the Thames ut London
and foam flecked here and there by the NJ
running tide. On the other side was ;
wide and spacious quay. paved neatly witt
round stones and piled here and ther'
with merchandise, but possessing. by viz
tue OF the lines of leatiess elms which Dor
dered it, a quaint air of rusticity in tn
| midst of hustle. The sober berring of tn,
study landslnen, going quietly abou
| their business, accorded well with the sub
stantial comfort of the rows of tall, steel
rooted houses 1 saw beyond the quay ant
seemed only made moro homely by the &C
| casional swagger and uncouth cry Of som
| half barbcrouS seaman, wandering aim
lessly about Above the town rose tn
heavy square tower of n church, a notabl
Landmark where all around. land and wa