El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1899-09-09
[Continued from last Saturday.

The sensation of loneliness which
the departure OF the sun excftes in the
breast OF a landsman at sea is pc
culiar; but this was soon changed from
mine by b splendor Of the rising
moon, which changed the sapphire
t1nts OF sea and sky to liquid sill
yer and the clearest blue.
Above, no cloud nor even the tiniest
shred Of vapor was visible. Sea blend
ed with sky at the horizon, and seemed
to melt into each other, so that no line
was t~raceable. save a planet or two,
twink1ing with less light than usual,
there seemed to be no stars in heaven,
tor the glory of the full-orbed moon
sciipsed them all; her light fell bright
ty on the white sails of the Eugene,
and in it the features of our faces were
oistlnct as Us monday, and now II
was the noon of night.
About IL o'clock a fresh breeze
sprang up, n the ships course was
resumed.
BY keeping the weathergage, and
beyond the circle Of the spout's attrac-
tion, we escaped without shipping a
drop or waterI" said Weston, for the
twentieth time. LET me see how you
enter all this in the log, Hislop."
1T is no uncommon thing for a craft
at sea to be deluged by a spout of
fresh water, which the whirlwind has
torn up from an inland lake." said
Hislop; land houses, far in-shore, have
in d same fashion been deluged by
salt water absorbed from the sea-and
hence the showers of dried herrings,
of which we have heard so much at
times. Now. Rodney, you will perhaps
be surprised when 1 tell you that it is
the winds which produce a calm like
that we have had tonight"
The winds!" 1 reiterated, surprised
At such a paradox from our theorist.
yes The opposition of the winds
Will at times produce a perfect calm,
and then when rain falls it is always
gentle and %equable; but when clouds |
seem to move against the -
or when streams or air denote a va
riety Of the aerial current, and conse-
Quently the approach of rain"
What strange Gun is that ahead,
or. at least, forward?" said Weston, in
Hislop, who would perhaps
have theorized for an hour.
cit is Antonio, groaning in his sleep
In the ~forecastle," said Ned Carlton,
who was at the wheel.
ct wish the ship were rid Of him and
his Dreams" added Hislop. testify.
well, as 1 was saying, when the ad-
verse movements of the clouds seem
to denOte@"
Light ahead!" cried a voice from
the bow
us that you, Roberts?" asked Wes-
ton, while Hislop stamped with vexa-
ITO, of tho caoond Information
Eyes, sir"
"How does it bear?"
"East-north-east."
Then it is Cape ST. Antonio light,
the most western point of Cuba" said
Weston. 81 thought 1 could smell b
land with the first cats paw, before the
breeze freshened."
The light, dim and distant, like a
star, was now seen to twinkle among
the waves at the horizon.
For more b an hour I remained on
deck, with my eyes fixed upon that
feeble but increasing beacon, which in
dicated a foreign shore; then 1 went
below and turned in, with a sigh of
that the voyage was nearly
over, and a hope b a when 1 ira
yersed those waves again l should be
on my return uOu1S- uOIAS u "S
father and mother, to Sybil and Dot
TO the IL rectory, with it's shady oak
grove, its green lawn and the masses
of ivy, woodbine and honeysuckle that
shaded it's time-worn walls.
CHAPTER XVI.
Cuba.
When day dawned we had rounded
Caybo San Antonio, and were running
along the northern shore of Cuba
I was up early, by eight bells, or a
little after 4 a. M, and with deep In
terest 1 surveyed the of that
beautiful island, the first and now the
last portion of that vast empire be-
yond the seas which Columbus be-
to CASTLE and Leon
Dat is my country, senor," said An
who was at the wheel and this
with the repulsive aspect of
the Spaniard and his mysterious char
acter served to dissipate by momen-
enthusiasm.
'.That is Caybo Buena Vista-and
the breakers on the weather-bow," he
mark the Collorados. a
long reef of rocks. The blue sharks
are as thick there as b stars in the
We we're now in the Gulf Of Flor
Ida.
The sky was cloudless and blue, and
now it seemed as if the welkin above
and the almost waveless sea below
endeavoring to outvte each other
In calmness, in beauty and in the glory
their azure depths. The wind was
off the land and rather ahead, but the
sails were trimmed to perfection, and
we raj through the gulf on a taut bow
line.