The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1896-12-26
HER NAVAL CAPTURE.


getically through the narrow street
in the outskirts of the little city O
Horta, on the island of Fayal, in tn
Azores. To. the donkey boy VIII,
pulled along behind, as we'll as {,
the astonished beast himself, thi
lively pace was as foreign a. thsiu
fair haired mistress.
Dorothy Scott had been to the to,
of a neighboring hill to watch thu
sun rise over sea, valley, mountain
and volcano peaks. and beautiful
they were, bathed in a glory of COL
or. Nature has given men few fairel
sights than that to be had from thii
very hill on this dot of an island II
the mid-Atlantic.
Dorothy's father, an American nat
turalist. had como to the Azores 70,
a summers collecting. and had LET,
his invalid wife and his 1s-year-olt
daughter at the little hotel at Horts
while he explored other islands Of thu
Azores. So Dorothy, left to 60 about
alone, traversed town and country
roads with all the enthusiasm and
freedom Of a wide awake American
girl, little dreaming with what
breathless wonder her independent
movements were studied by the i'm
prisoned Portuguese girls who peep
ed at her through balcony lattoes OF
over garden gates.
1t was still early morning, and
drowsy Horta had hardly walked
when Dorothy olattered up on her
donkey to the gate Of an old con-
vent, dismounted and entered In
ruins now, and abandoned By it,
former occupants. the orumblina
structure still sheltered a SCORE OF %
of old women, the city's poor. Dor
othy. who had spent many hours
%sketching the picturesque ruins,
made her way through stone arohed
passages to the square, open court
within, passed down an untenanted
corridor and reached a corner where
she had been sketohing the day b.
fore. Gathering her materials to.
gether, she turned a little, when a
hutter of something white in one of
the cells caught her eye.
She stepped ouriously up to tho
door and peered into the darkness,
but quickly drew back, startled and
breathless. There. staring back at
her, with eyes as big and frightened
as her own, was the face Of q boy.
The stranger was tall and slight
and wore q white suit, q sailors,
evidently, with an open throat tied
with a blue knot. A white cap push
ed back from the forehead disclosed
a crop of curly hair. Something "a
mlliar about his face made Dorothy
falter out, after the first frightened
gasp: "Why-ee, l do believe you are
an American! Or-or don't you un-
dcrstand English?" she added faint
ly, as at her first words the boy
backed farther into the dark cell.
For moment there was no an.
swer. The boy still seemed thor
oughly scared and glanced about as
though seeking some chance Of es.
cape. but Dorothy's position In the
doorway blocked the only exit. Az
there seemed to be no alternative, he
said sullenly, YES, l do"
But how did you ever get hsrsi"
she questioned eagerly.
How did you?'' said the boy.
"Oh, my mother and I arc spending
the summer here" Dorothy explain.
ed shortly. but you arc In aailor's
clothes, and no American ahip has
been here for a MONTH"
Yes, there has," he rspksd.
Zone put in this morning."
Truly? It's queer I didn't ~ tt
from the hill But perhaps it's Just
whaling vessel?"
mo" grinned the boy. mo whal.
or togs out in this shape" He glano-
cd down at his jaunty suit. Than his
relapsed into its former aullsn.
as he went on:
II may as we'll make q clean
breast OF it, now you've seen me
here. It's the American schoolship
Victory that has put into port for .
of days. Eighty of "a fellows
just come ashore for today, and |
many are allowed OF tomorrow.
My name is Theodore Bake. am 4
irst year cadet, and r.
What are you doing here in tho
convent then?" interrupted Dorothy.
"Oh, l crowded in through q break
the wall belinda hedge: thought
It was a garden, and I could hide
here till night and then get away.
But I'm blessed If I want to stay in
this spookerisb, rotten cid place all
But why are you hiding. Are
you in some sorapel"
mo. I've just got out Of the biz.
sest scrape ! was ever in--that L. I
guess I've got out II you don't 60
and tell. I wont 20 back 70 that
old hulk again II I die
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