The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1901-04-23


SIT doesn't matter who they are. A
shippers got to do as he's told
yes" said Kettle. with sigh, 81
know that"
''Well." said the mate ''yoU may
thank your best little star that you're
only here as a passenger. The grub's
beastly. the ship smells to heaven, the
cooks fool, and everything's as I'M
comfortable as can be. But there's
one fine amusement ahead of you, and
that's to try to cheer up the other pas
senger.'
''Stowaway?"
"No, bona tide passenger, if you can
imagine any one being mug enough to
book room on a foul, cattle loaded
tramp like this. But l guess it was be-
cause she was hard up. She was a
governess. or something of that sort,
in Buenos Ayres, lost her berth and
wanted to get back again cheap. l
guess we could afford to cut rates and
make profit there"
Poor lady"
GIVE not seen much of her myself
The second mate and are most of the
crew of this ship, as the old man OBJ
jects to our driving the regular deck
hands, and when were not at work
were asleep. | can't stop and intro
duce you. You must chum on. Her
names Carnegie"
Miss Carnegie Kettle repeated
THAT sounds familiar. Does she write
poetry"
The mate yawned. Don't know
Never asked her. But perhaps she
does. She looks ill enough"
The mate went off to his room then.
turned in all standing and was
promptly asleep. Kettle, with memo
ries of the past refreshed, took paper
and scratchy pen and fell to con-
cocting verse.
He wondered and at the same time
he half dreaded whether this was the
same Miss Carnegie whom he had
known before. In days past she had
given him a commission to liberate her
lover from the French penal settlement
of Cayenne. With infinite danger and
difficulty he had wrenched the man
free from his warders and then, finding
, married him to an old Jamaican ne
gress and sent the girl their marriage
/. license as token of her release He
had no word or sign from her since
; and was in some dread now lest she
might bitterly resent the liberty he had
, taken in meddling so far in her affairs.
, However, like 1t Or not, there was nc
, avoiding the meeting now, and SO he
. went on, somewhat feverishly, with
his writing,
The squaliG meal entitled tea came
, on, and he had to move his papers. A
3 grimy steward spread dirty cloth
wetted it literally with water anG
I shipped fiddles to try to induce the
t tableware to keep in place despite the
: rolling. The steward mentioned tina
] none of the officers would be down
$ that the two passengers would mea
S together, and, in fact, did his best tt
be affable; but Kettle listened Will
4 cold inattention, and the steward be
. gan to wish him over the side whence
) he had come.
Q The laying of the table was ended a
a last. The steward put on his jacket
Q changed a bell in the alleyway and thel
t came back and stood swaying in, tn,
+: middle of the cabin, armed with ;
9 large tin teapot. all ready to commence
i business. SO heavy was the roll tina
e at times he had to put his hand on tn,
!. floor for support.
Captain Kettle watched the doc
with Il haggard face. He was begin
ming to realize that an emotion wa
stirred within him that should hav
had no place in his system. He toll,
himself sternly that he was a Marie,
man with family; that he had dee
affection for both his wife and chill
dren; that. in cold fact, he had seel
Miss Carnegie in the flesh but once be
fore, but there was no getting over tn
memory that she made poetry. Graf
that he adored. and he could not fol-
| get that she had already lived in hi
mind for more months than he dare
count.
His conscience took him by the ca
and sighed out the word love. On tn
instant all his pride of manhood wa
up in arms and he rejected the imputa
| ton with scorn and then after som
| thought formulated his liking for tn
| girl in the term interest. But his ches
| heaved when he thought of her.
| Then in the distance he heard be
| approaching. He wiped the moistur
from his face with the mates poke
!, handkerchief. Above the din of til
seas and the noises from the crowde
lie cattle pens outside he could make OF
y the faint rustic Of draperies and tt
le uncertain footsteps of some one pail
fully making a way along hand owe
t. hand against the bulkheads A bunC
of fingers appeared round the jamb
lie a door, slender white fingers, one
le them decked with queer old ril
II which he had seen just once befol
ID and had pictured a thousand tim,
OF since. And then the girl herself ste
w ped out into the cabin, swaying to ii
Of roll of the ship.
~ She nodded to him with instant re
~ ognition. st was you they picked |
he out of the boat? Oh, l am so glad yC