The Saint Paul globe., 1900-04-30


Where, with folded arms, he seemed to
watch the sea, though he kept the captain
ana Julia In the corner of his eye.
Ihe poor man approached the girl, who
received him with smile.
Has Mr.. Hardy looked after you?" he
said kindly and gently.
oh, yes, Capt. Layard; am very hap
py and comfortable, and thank you over
and over again for your goodness. 1 be-
lieve 1 should have died by this time in
that open boat, and I owe my life to you
and this noble ship
i am very dull and lonely" he said In
musing way, clearly inattentive to her
words Those ships yonder break the
continuity of this everlasting circle, but
| they'll vanish shortly, and the full desola-
tion of the night will encompass us. 1t is
the night that fear-it is the night that
fear! he continued, almost whispering
| and gazing at her as a man looks at an
other whose pity and help his heart is
yearning for. Il miss him! If l dream
| of him shall go mad to find it dream.
But you know where he isl
She hoped to divert his thoughts and
said: Il do not find the sea desolate,
Capt. Layard On fine nights 1 could
stand for hours looking at the stars; and
Is desolat1on on the sea when the sun is
shining? If l were man l would be a
sailor for, although it has nearly de-
stroyed me, I have learnt to love the
| ocean,"
She looked towards Hardy. The dog,
having barked his report of two sails in
sight, came trotting aft and stood beside
his master. The captain looked at him
little while in silence, his brow con-
tracted in meditation:
Which is real?" he asked; placing his
foot upon the dogs shadow, this or
this?" and he put his hand upon the dog.
Julia, who found necessity to humor
him, answered:
Some great thinker has written:
Shadows we are and shadows we pur-
sue -
How long grows ones shadow in the
dying sum- said Capt. Layard, turning
his face-hlled with the yearning of grief
and charged with that subtle expression
| OF madness for which no words are to be
| found-towards the burning sky; "and
soon we are nothing but shadows Do
you believe in God?" He looked at her
suddenly with an extraordinary gaze of
passionate anxiety.
"Oh, yes, Capt. Layard,' replied the
! girl. Il believe in Him now If ever I
did, and I have thanked Him.
His face put on its triumphant look,
but he was interrupted In the irrelevant
sentiments he was about to deliver by the
approach of the boatswain.
Julia crossed the deck to Hardy, glad
to escape the pain of such talk
What is it?'' said the captain.
The men we picked up, answered the
ooatswa1n, have asked me to come aft
I to say they're willing to serve as seamen
aboard this ship
you are full company" replied the
! captain quickly. II can't afford to pay
more sailors
They're likely men, SIR" said the boat
/ swain, speaking in a softened note of
respectful compassion.
They'll expect their wages"
| The boatswain answered he thought
| that was likely.
No." said the captain, well transship
| them and send them home''
! He rounded on his heel and sat upon
the skylight, and gazed at the dying
| lights in the West. What could be more
/ sane than this mans answers to the boat
swain? Hardy had overheard them, and
/ perplexity was deepened in him. Who
was going to convince the sailors that
their captain was mad unless he talked
to them as he did to him and Julia? And
! the captain sat looking at the dimming
/ glory, and did not seem to remember that
he had been conyersing with the girl,
| or to know that she had left him. -
1t was fine weather throughout that
night and the moon shone, and the heav-
! en- of stars swarmed In sparkling hosts
/ towards the grave of the sun until the
/ pallor of the dawn, like the face Of the
risen Christ, put out those fires of the
dark; the ship, bathed in the ice-white
radiance, stole phantomlike over the
/ boundless cemetery of the drowned, the
| .perished sailors whose tombstones were
in every breaking surge All had been
| quiet aboard that stealing ship, clad to
her trucks In the raiment of her day. The
| captain would pass long time in his
cabin, then appear on deck and walk ii
/ for a little space elf-engrossed;, and ii
seemed to Hardy when his watch came
round, when the captain showed himself
| that the mans isolation and silence ex-
/ pressed perhaps, a still dim but growing
! perception Of the fate of his little boy
in which case the delusion would leave
| him and his mind recover at least the
strength If possessed when they made sal
! in the English channel
/ When the sun rose the ocean rolled II
mackerel-tinted mounds, and the shiI
swayed as she f1oated onwards at abou
five knots. Stu'nsails had been set by
order of the captain when he came OF
deck at dawn, and, whitening the all
/ on high, the swelling cloths carried the
I! sight to the heavens which arched in {
| miracle Of motionlesS feathers of cloud
/ a glorious canopy Of delicate plumes,. ir
sweet keeping with the airy graces Of
the queenly fabric which proudly bowed
upon it's mighty throne.
A sail was in sight on the starboar6
! bow, and in two hours she would be
i abreast The Newfoundland coming or
! deck with the captain when the light
! broke, instantly barked it's report of her
and now, a little after g. Hardy was
! viewing her through the ships telescope
! for the sane. instructions which had reach
| ed him were that the four men were t.
! be transferred to the first ship which
would receive them.
/ The four men were on the forecastlt
watching the coming vessel; they were
/ good specimens of the English seamen OF
those days, sturdy and whiskered, bronzec
In face, and bowed in back with thai
steady air which made you know that
! like most British sailors, they were tc
! be trusted beyond all breeds of foreign
mariners in the hour of sea peril, wher
! the ship was grinding out her heart upon
| the rocks, when the belching matches were
| blackening the air into storm cloud
when the blow of the strangers bows
! had r1ven the side into a gulf, when the
yawn of the started butt was burdening
the hold with tons of ship pdrowning
| brine.
When the ships were abreast the
! stranger proved American, bound for the
| River Thames. The beautiful flag of her
! great country shook its barred folds al
! the peak, and you thought of Bishop
/ Berkeley's prophetic line, westward the
course of empire takes its way" Hel
yellow sheathing flashed in artillery
spoutings as she rolled from the sun, hel
canvas with cotton was as white as milk
! she was wonder OF sea architecture
the creation of q people whose sires haG
launched that exquisite structure, the
| Baltimore clipper